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“I like it. It feels like you in here. Colorful.” He looked around and took the place in. Bright framed prints hung on her walls. “Frida Kahlo right?” He motioned toward one of the prints.

She nodded with a smile. “I love her stuff. Her husband, Diego Rivera got more attention but I think her art is startling and disturbing as well as just plain gorgeous.”

“I don’t know much about art. Do you know Cassie? Shane’s wife? I think you’d like her. Your tastes are similar.” If what Matt suspected about Tate’s childhood was correct, Cassie’s experience as a victim’s www.samhainpublishing.com 47

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advocate might be really helpful as well. If anyone could understand Tate’s perspective, Cassie would.

“I don’t. I mean, I’ve seen her around town. Who could miss her?”

“What do you mean?”

“Uh, hello? It’s not like you can miss a nearly six foot tall woman who looks like Cassie. I’m as straight as they come and I think I have a crush on her.”

Matt laughed. Cassie was startlingly beautiful but the woman he was with right then was a thousand times more precious and she didn’t even know it. “She’s a pretty woman, yes. I’m sure you’ll meet her soon. Come and sit down here. I can’t kiss you if you’re all the way over there.” He plopped down onto her couch and she stopped, looking at him, surprised. “What?”

“Yeah, not so good with the woo am I? I’d love for you to come here and sit with me.”

Tate didn’t know quite what to do. Matt Chase flustered the hell out of her. A sense of unreality settled into her. The guy, the donut of her dreams sat on her couch and wanted to kiss her? Did she hear him right?

“Tate? Did I say something to upset you? I want more than a kiss.” He stopped and shook his head. “What I mean is I want to take you out too. This isn’t just some fun way to spend my Sunday. Although, I’m certainly enjoying being with you. God, I’m usually more smooth than this,” he mumbled and she laughed, kicking off her shoes and moving to the couch.

“I don’t know what to say.”

Scooting so that his body pressed full against hers, he put a finger over her lips. “Then don’t say anything just now. I really need to kiss you, Tate. So I’m gonna.”

His hand slid up her arm and cupped her neck, holding her, tipping her chin up. Before she had much of a chance to register anything but the delicious heat of his palm, his lips found hers.

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Slow. Incrementally building up the heat, he gently led her to open up to his tongue. She’d never been really crazy about kissing but she realized it was just that she’d never been kissed by someone who knew what he was about before. All the difference in the world lay right there.

He didn’t jam his tongue in her mouth and down her throat, he teased her with it, tasted her, tickled her with the tip. His teeth joined the action, coming in to nip her bottom lip from time to time until she nearly panted with wanting him more.

The heat of his mouth moved from her lips, skating along her jaw to the hollow just below her ear. A gasp ripped from her gut when he sucked there, the wet, warm sensation shooting straight to her nipples and then to her pussy, flooding her with moisture.

Needing more of him, she adjusted, sliding her hands up into his hair.

Matt had never wanted a woman more than he did as the taste of her rushed through him. She was soft under his hands, smelled right, felt good. These little sounds kept coming from her, little moans and sighs of need, and it drove him crazy. He didn’t want to scare her but if he didn’t get inside of her sometime soon his cock would explode.

Before he knew it, her hands had slid from his hair to his chest and she was opening the front of his uniform shirt. Hesitantly but with some strength, she pushed him back enough to get on her knees and part the front of his shirt. When she leaned down to brush kisses over his collarbone before moving to flick a tongue over his nipples, he jumped, breathing her name like a prayer.

Her hair was like silk over his superheated skin. Needing to see it all, he reached back and undid the clasp holding it up. It tumbled down in a sweet-smelling wave.

When one of her hands slid down his belly and her nails scored over his cock he moved back into action.

He took her arms so he could see in her face. What greeted him, passion-glazed eyes and kiss-swollen lips, made him suck in a breath.

Holy shit she was beautiful.

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“Tate, I want you. Are you with me?”

Swallowing, she nodded before licking her lips.

“Bedroom?”

She stood, held out a hand and led him toward the back of the house. He felt her tremble a bit, but as he was shaking too, it was hard to tell where he began and she ended.

Her room was messy and it made him smile.

“God, I’m sorry. I…well it goes without saying I wasn’t expecting to bring a man back here.” She motioned toward her unmade bed and turned out the light he’d turned on.

For some reason, that comment only made him want her more.

“Good.” He used his body to push her toward her bed until she fell back and looked up at him, her hair a brilliant corona around her head.

“Tate, I want to see you.” He turned on the bedside lamp before moving to unbutton the bodice of the dress she wore.

The blush was back and she put her hands over his, stilling them.

“Turn the light off, please.”

“But I won’t be able to see you that way. Tate, I’ve been fantasizing nonstop about your body for weeks now.”

“I can’t. Matt, please.”

Instead of turning the light off, he lay down on the bed and pulled her to him. “Tate, are you changing your mind about making love to me?” She shook her head but he saw the glimmer of tears in her eyes. “What is it, sweetness? Am I scaring you? Moving too fast?” She buried her face in his neck and he burrowed through her hair to hold her. “I don’t want you to see me naked.”

“If you’re not naked, how can I be inside you?” That’s when it occurred to him he didn’t have any condoms.

“Just leave the lights off!”

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confusion, anger and a bit of embarrassment too. What the fuck? “Tate?

What is it?”

She pushed at him and jumped up, pacing in front of the bed. “I’m not one of the women you’re normally with!”

“I know.”

She stopped and sneered.

“I mean,” he added quickly, “yes, you’re not like them. And that’s a
good
thing. Tate, you’re important, special.”

“Matt,” she sighed, sounding impatient. “Are you going to make me spell it out?”

“You’d better, sweetness, because I have no fucking idea what the issue is.”

“Dolly, Melanie, Lisa, Kelly—what do these things have in common and what do I not have that they do?”

“They’re vapid and shallow and you’re not?” Standing and going to her, he kissed her lips quickly, tossing his shirt to one side blindly.

“Okay, well, you have a point there. Although what the hell were you doing with them if so?” The air left her lips in a soft whoosh when he pushed her gently back down to the bed.

“Well you have a point there too. We can talk about the ramifications of that later because it’s totally getting in the way of me putting my cock into your body. And speaking of that, we’re not getting naked again why?”

“Because you go out with women who are drop-dead gorgeous and I am not! They’re all tall and thin and
cheerleaders
. I am, aside from having breasts and a vagina, nothing like them.” He tried not to laugh, he really did but she was hilarious.

“What are you laughing at?”

He rolled and pinned her to the bed with his body, raining kisses down her chest, over the fabric of her dress. Pulling her skirt up, he traced the soft skin of her thighs with his fingertips.

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“I’m laughing at you, Tate Murphy. I’ve never heard anyone but Maggie say cheerleader like it was some sort of disease. Frankly, I find it hard to find fault with women jumping around in tight sweaters and short skirts but I don’t think it has a damned thing to do with why I’m dying here for you and not with anyone else. I’m here because
you’re
here. I don’t want them, I want you. I want to see your body, I think you’re beautiful.”

“I can’t concentrate with the lights on.” There was so much panic and emotion in her voice he let it go.

Reaching out, he turned out the light.

“Better?”

“Yes.”

He found her mouth again and she relaxed, melting into him, hooking one of her thighs around his ass, arching her back to bring her pussy into contact with his cock.

Busy hands found the buttons on her bodice and made quick work of them, exposing her bra to him. He wished he could see more in the dim light that came from the open bedroom door but there’d be time for that later.

There wasn’t a catch between her breasts so he helped her to sit up to get the back hooks undone.

Sweet mercy, her breasts, even what he could see in the low light, were beautiful. Large, heavy, juicy, dark nipples.

While she sat up, he helped her get the dress off and tossed his pants, socks and boxers before returning to her. She’d slid under the sheets, which agitated him, but he began to really understand some of what Liv had said a few weeks before about what some people might think about Tate. Apparently Tate herself felt some of those things too.

Well, that’d be next, showing her just how damned beautiful she was—

cheerleader or not.

When their bodies came together, skin to skin he thought he’d lose consciousness it was so deliriously good. Fuck! Condom.

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“Tate, uh, I have a problem.
Shit!
” She grasped his cock, giving a few slow pumps with her fist.

“What is it?” She nibbled on his ear and he lost his train of thought for long moments until she smeared her thumb over the wet slit at the head of his cock.

“Condom. I don’t have one. Please, please tell me you do.” He caught a nipple between his lips, swirling his tongue around it.

“I, ohgod, I don’t. I don’t bring men back here for sex.” He rested his forehead on her chest a moment, disappointed but not in her comment that she didn’t bring men back for sex. “Okay, well I’m not leaving to go get one either. We’ll just work around it. We can do other things for tonight.”

“Other things? Oh, yesss.”

His fingers found her pussy, wet and swollen. He kicked back the sheets and kissed his way back and forth between her nipples as his fingertips teased around her swollen clit. She was slick and ready and he needed more.

Kissing a trail south, he marveled at the soft swell of her belly as he insinuated himself between her thighs. He felt her muscles tense but before she could object, he spread her labia and took a long, deep taste of her and they both sighed.

She was sweet and savory all at once. Her clit bloomed under his tongue and he realized he was quickly becoming addicted to making Tate feel good.

Tate could not believe she was in her bed with Matt Chase’s mouth on her pussy. Naked. Naked! She wished it weren’t so dark so she could see his body, she knew it would be gorgeous. She certainly hadn’t had a complaint when she grabbed his cock and found him nice and thick.

No condom, fuckadoodledoo. She added a trip to the drugstore after breakfast to her mental to-do list. She wasn’t sure there’d be a part two to this interlude but if fate was that kind to her again, she’d be ready.

Oh, almost there, just a bit… “
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same time. Orgasm hit her hard, stealing all speech but a long hard exhale.

Moments later, he kissed the inside of her thighs and moved to lie beside her. “I’d love to fuck you, by the way,” he murmured into her ear and she laughed.

“Sorry, I have a fuck habit. That’s to say I say it too much.”

“I haven’t noticed it.” He kissed her shoulder and she pushed him back and kissed down his chest.

“I’ve been trying to watch my mouth around you.”

“Something I hope will end right about now,” he groaned as her tongue traced his navel.

The man had the hardest, flattest belly she’d ever licked. He smelled so good she wanted to take a bite but resisted, being so close to his cock and all.

A cock that by any indicators she’d been acquainted with, was quite pleased at her presence. Especially when she ran the flat of her tongue across the head and around the crown.

Sliding her hair over his abdomen and thighs, she took him into her mouth—all she could—and pulled back only to suck him back inside again.

“Tate, oh, yeah, right like that. You’re…holy…oh.” Triumph and pride bloomed within her. She’d reduced Matt Chase to incoherence. Her, Tate Murphy, the girl most likely to not be remembered by anyone. It wasn’t like she’d given a thousand blow jobs or anything, she just wanted to please him and she couldn’t get enough of him.

She’d never considered fucking without a condom but damn she wanted him badly. Still, she’d seen the results of thinking with one’s pink parts. Tate did not want to be end up like her mother. Or her father, whoever the hell he was.

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against his body. He made a small sound at the back of his throat and then said her name as he came.

Sometime right after, he pulled her up and encircled her with his arms. “Condoms. Next time there’ll be condoms.” She laughed, totally happy.

Until her phone rang. She picked up the receiver and looked at the caller ID window. “I’m sorry, it’s one of my sisters.” She hit the on button. “Yes?”