“I want you to talk to me whenever you’re worried or upset about anything. I never want you to struggle with something by yourself. You’re not alone anymore. You’ll never be alone again.”

Jenny pushed herself up so she could reach his lips and kissed him. “That’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever said.”

He scowled at her. “I am not sweet.”

“Yes, you are.”

“You’re turning me into a regular pussy.”

She slapped his chest. “Don’t say that word! I hate it.”

“What word? Regular?”

“You know what word.”

He knew exactly what word and said it and others she hated regularly because she was so damned cute when she got pissed with him. “You’re going to have to tell me, because I’m not sure which word you’re talking about.”

“Knock it off. Quit trying to get me to say things I never say.”

“You can do it. Come on… Just say it.”

“I won’t.”

“I can make you.”

“I’d like to see you try.”

He shuddered dramatically. “I get so hot when you go all Southern belle on me.”

Rolling her eyes, she said, “Whatever. As far as I can tell, you’re hot all the time.”

“I’m hot for you all the time.”

“Even now?” she asked, moving on top of him with deliberate purpose.

“Mmm, especially now.” His hands moved from her hips to her breasts. After so many months together, he knew just what it took to turn her on, and he loved knowing her secrets.

She had a few tricks of her own, however, and when she took him inside her, he forgot all about his tricks to focus on hers. And hers were something to behold as her hips swiveled and her breasts bounced. He freaking loved the way she looked on top of him, uninhibited, focused on her pleasure, which always led to his, too. At times like this, when he had her all to himself, he wondered how he’d managed to get so lucky. Alex sat up and drew her nipple into his mouth, making her gasp as her back arched in response to him.

At the same time, he reached between them, pressing his fingers to her clit and then immediately removing them, which made her moan. “Say the word I want to hear, and I’ll make you come.”

“I’m not saying it.”

He continued to tease her with light touches of his fingers over her clit, backing off each time.

“That’s so mean.”

“Talk dirty to me, baby. You can do it. Tell me what word you hate.”

She put her lips against his ear and in a husky whisper, she said, “Pussy.”

“Ahh, fuck, that’s so hot.” He returned his fingers to her clit, bit down on her nipple and felt her detonate, which finished him off, too. “Jenny, God…”