Babe.” I took a fist full of Sloan’s long dark hair, pulling her to me in the middle of the empty shop.

Her round eyes locked with mine. “Yes?”

“On your knees,” I commanded.

She did as I asked right away. I yanked off her tight tank top and bra together.

“I’ve been thinking about this all damn day.”

I pulled down my zipper, released my hard dick, and slapped the head right against her lips. “Open.”

Holding the back of her head with both of my hands, I forced my cock as far into her mouth as I could. I held it there until she gagged.

“Too much?” I asked, pulling out slowly.

“Never.” She wrapped her luscious lips around the head, letting her tongue roll gently over it.

I leaned against the bike behind me, pushing her head farther down again. My dick twitched every time I heard her choke on me. I loved the feeling of the back of her throat.

“Look at me, darlin’.” I snarled.

Her eyes snapped to mine. She gurgled and spit as I fucked her throat harder and harder with every thrust.

Tears started to well up in the corners of her eyes, making her mascara and eyeliner run down her face. Fuck. Yes. That was it—my trigger. I pulled out of her mouth and shot hot come all over her milky tits.

She stayed on her knees, smiling from ear to ear.

“Holy hell, Trent. That was hot as fuck.” She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand as she climbed to her feet.

I pulled my shirt off, cleaning her up the best I could. “I was thinking the exact same thing.”

Her face twisted into a yawn.

“Let’s get you to bed, sweetheart.” I grabbed her clothes from the floor, gripping them in one hand. I scooped her up into my arms and carried her off to the bedroom we had been sharing for the past month.

She slid her jeans off, revealing the most adorable pink and white thong. I cracked my neck as my thoughts started to get the better of me.

“Again?” I raised my eyebrow at her, smacking her on the ass while she crawled into bed.

She narrowed her gaze at me. “If it’s my turn.”

I threw my clothes off into the open closet. I jumped onto the bed, playfully pulling her into my arms and rolling her tiny frame onto my waist. “Of course, sweetheart. I’m not a selfish pig.”

Her nails raked over the tattoo on my chest. I reached up, pecking her quickly. I flipped her over onto her back and rolled in between her legs. I pulled her thong off, flinging it across the darkened room. Kissing from her knee to her upper thigh, I teased her. Goosebumps formed under my fingertips on her stomach as her anticipation built.

I rolled my thumb over her sensitive skin, already soaked with desire.

“I love how excited you get, baby.” I cooed before starting to lick her clit.

Her moans cheered me on while I licked and sucked on her. Slowly I started to explore her with my fingers, finding her spot. Sloan’s back arched pushing herself harder onto my tongue. Her hip gently bucked as she road my face and hand.

The feeling of her subtly shaking from my touch was intoxicating. I could spend all day between her thighs and be a happy camper.

Her climax came on quickly. Her nails dug into my shoulders. Her knee quaked. Her eyes slammed shut. She screamed my name.

I kissed all the way back up her body. Pulling her tightly against my chest, I whispered in her ear, “I love you, Sloan.”

She shifted to look at me. She blinked a few times. “Say it again,” she requested.

“I love you.” I kissed her forehead.

“And I love you, too.” She nuzzled into the crook of my neck. “I feel crazy for it. This happened all so fast, but it feels right.”

“Because it is right, darlin’. You and I are cut from the same cloth. We’re meant for each other.”

We fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms. It was simply perfect. I had no idea how I’d gotten lucky enough to have Sloan dropped into my life, but there she was like a fallen angel. Her wings were a little battle worn, but our wounds were healing together.