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he had been watching for me, I didn’t know which, but he was walking up as I got out of my car.
    “Hey, stranger,” he said gruffly, and then he yanked me close and held me tight. I melted into his arms, and he sighed contentedly. “Missed you this week,” he mumbled into my skin as he nuzzled my neck. “I made dinner so we could stay in and catch up. I’ll go get it in a minute, or we can eat at my place, but I want to hear all about your week first.” He kissed my cheek, slid my laptop case off my shoulder and onto his, and then curled his fingers around mine and walked me to the door. “How was work?”
    We walked into the house, and Travis set my bag down on my kitchen table.
    “Oh, it was good, I um….” My words trailed off as I looked at Travis. There was no way for me to focus when all I could think about was how much I wanted him in my bed right that minute.
    Travis never played games, never hesitated to put himself out there and say exactly what he thought about our blossoming relationship, exactly how much he wanted me. It felt so good to know that my intense feelings for him were returned in full, and it gave me the courage to be bolder than I otherwise would have been.
    “Trav,” I rasped as I clasped his shoulders and gazed into his eyes. “Thank you for making dinner. I really want to eat it and catch up on your week, but first—” I sucked in a big gulp of air. “I want you to take me to bed and—”
    “Ah, damn, yes,” he said huskily. He walked up to me and dragged his hand from my chest to my groin. “I was hoping you’d say that,” he whispered into my ear. He groped my dick with one hand, reached into his pocket with the other, and pulled out a bottle of lube. “I bought some condoms too, just in case, but I left them at home because I thought… you know it’s been a long time since I’ve needed them. And I’ve been tested since then, and you said you have too, but I can run back and get them if you —”
    “No,” I said and shook my head. “We don’t need them.”
    His breath hitched, and then he crushed his mouth over mine, grasped my butt and kneaded it while he alternately sucked on my tongue and pushed his into my mouth. I whimpered and clung to him, losing myself in the kiss and the feeling of his hard body pressed against me.
    We stumbled into the bedroom, running our hands over each other’s faces, shoulders, and hips, grinding our pelvises together and joining our lips in hard, desperate kisses. Concentrating on each other meant the walk wasn’t smooth—we bumped into furniture and walls, paused to enjoy each other more than once, and gasped for air when our lungs burned—but eventually we made it into the bedroom.
    “Shiloh?” Travis said breathlessly as he started fumbling with my shirt buttons.
    “Uh-huh?” I kissed my way across his jaw, toed off my shoes, and unclasped my pants.
    “This is it.” He shoved my collared shirt off my shoulders and then yanked my undershirt over my head.
    I nodded and said, “I know. Want you so much.” I wiggled out of my pants and boxers and then began working on disrobing Travis. “Can’t wait to feel you inside me.” Just the words had my belly tightening and my cock leaking. I groaned.
    “Not that,” he said and then gasped when I reached my hand inside his briefs and cupped his hot, thick cock.
    I jacked him gently, not wanting the fun to end before it really had a chance to get started. The feeling of his veined, throbbing dick made me lose the trail of conversation.
    “What I meant was—” He whipped his Henley off, stepped out of his shoes, and shoved his pants and briefs to the ground, all without moving away from my touch. “Me and you.” He gulped. “This is it.”
    I nodded, grasped his hips, and herded him to the bed. Then I sat down and began scooting backward.
    “The lube,” he rasped, dropping to a squat. He fumbled for the bottle in his pants pocket, and then he looked up at me, his