I didn't want to, but then his tongue swept against my bottom teeth. I closed my eyes and lost myself to touch, taste, and smell.

Screw it. I'd hate myself for it later.

Right then, I wanted him. Damn the consequences.

As if he sensed the exact moment I gave in, Broadrick flicked the button of my jeans and slipped his hand down my pants. He hovered over my mound, cupping and rubbing, but not getting low enough to be where I wanted him.

"You wet for me, babe?"

I licked his collarbone. "No."

Broadrick drew my mouth back to his and sucked on my tongue. Oh shit. I forgot how he liked to do that and how much I loved it.

He chuckled and sank two fingers into my underwear, rubbing against my folds. I bucked against him.

"Liar," he said into my mouth.

"So," I retorted and bit his lip again, but not as hard as before. "I bet you're hard for me."

I tried to rub my pelvis against him, but his hand in my pants created too much distance between us.

He moved to the side and rubbed himself against my hip. "I'm always hard for you. I've been half hard for the last six months."

Liar.

His jean-clad cock rammed against me and jerked me against the fridge as I moaned, wanting more. He twisted his hand and loosened the zipper on my pants, letting them fall to the floor. His large hand stretched my underwear, and I stared at the movements of his fingers as he slipped one inside me.

My head fell back, hitting the fridge, and I closed my eyes when he pushed a second one next to the first.

Broadrick rested his forehead against mine and kissed the end of my nose. "Hell, Vonnie. I need you. I need to sink deep inside your cunt."

His chest pressed against mine, and he used it to keep me in place while his free hand undid his belt, which jingled as he worked to remove his pants.

"Wait," I said, putting my hand over my underwear and stopping his movements. "We need a condom."

He stilled, two of his fingers still deep inside me as his palm covered my mound. His gaze found mine. "You're not on the pill anymore?"

I tried to look away but couldn't. "No, I am, but it's been six months and..." my sentence trailed off as I figured out how to finish it.

Broadrick picked up my meaning and narrowed his eyes, his forehead pinching. "There's been no one else since you, Vonnie. There's only ever been you."

His words slashed through my heart. Did I believe them? Did I want to? What did they mean?

"What are you saying?"

Broadrick's pants fell with a clang as his belt buckle hit the kitchen floor. He chuckled and kissed the end of my nose again. "I haven't looked at another woman other than you and I've definitely not touched one. Can you say the same?"

His eyes dared me to tell him the truth and promised retribution if he didn't like the answer.

"I haven't touched a woman either," I said, not wanting to play his game.

It would expose too much of my heart.

"Vonnie," he warned.

I rolled my eyes. "I haven't been with anyone else."

Damn him.

Broadrick smiled that stupid little smirk, just like I knew he would. Now he knew the truth of how I'd never moved on.

He rolled my underwear to the ground and unhooked my bra, leaving us exposed and willing. "Then we're both clean. Let me wash away the last few months and make it better."

He grabbed my leg, wrapped it around his waist, and pushed me against the fridge a second before he slipped the head of his cock inside me.

I sucked in a breath and rested my head on his shoulder. "You can't."

With the fridge at my back, I leaned against it as Broadrick wrapped my other leg around him and steadied us while holding me up.

In one fluid motion, he pushed all the way inside me and we both moaned. I bit the side of his neck to stop from calling out. Broadrick pulled out slowly, letting me feel every inch of him as it scoured against me with his movement. When he was almost out, he pushed back in and my head fell against the fridge.

It was always so good.

"You're so tight," he gritted out and then moved in and out again.

I clenched my teeth and dug my fingers into his shoulders.

He pushed inside me, stretching me like only he did. I'd never want anyone else besides Broadrick. No one would be as good. He was my world, my connection. The man I should have spent a lifetime with.

His thrusts increased, and my back hit against the fridge.

The cereal boxes' rattle intensified, and I moaned out his name, barely loudly enough for him to hear over the commotion.

The fridge shook and Not Brent barked, but I couldn't open my eyes to shush him.

"Touch yourself," Broadrick said.

He pushed me higher against the fridge so his cock hit just the right spot, and I pinched my nipples.

"Fuck, Vonnie. Do it harder. Pinch them, pull on them." His words were frantic, and I listened to every one of them, doing exactly as he asked.

His enjoyment led to mine. Broadrick stared at my tits as he directed my movements, but I couldn't hold my head up any longer and let it rest against the fridge.

"Shit," he ground out before increasing his speed, letting his cock hit me perfectly.

The fridge shook, the jars inside jangling together. A cereal box from the top fell, hit the floor with a splat, and scattered Frosted Flakes everywhere.

Fuck it.

I didn't even like Frosted Flakes. It was just the cereal I bought when I lied to myself about getting healthy.

Broadrick's tempo rose right along with my insides. My core clenched and in one second, I was in his arms against the fridge and the next my orgasm tore his name from my lips, and I swore sparks fell from the ceiling.

I jammed my fingers into his hair and pulled, letting my walls shudder around him as my heart beat wildly. Apparently, it only took one earth-shattering orgasm and that fickle bitch was ready to forgive.

Thankfully, I still had a brain.

Broadrick's fingers bit into my ass as he jerked against me, his movements becoming erratic and then stopping as he reached his ending with a Vonnie-filled moan. His body gave off little jolts at inconsistent times until he finally leaned forward and rested his forehead against mine again.

Our breathing came in matching pants as we swayed together.

Broadrick kissed my temple. "The neighbors definitely heard that."