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Letting the condoms drop from his hand, Kingdom put her down. She stumbled backward, fell on the bed, and gazed up at him appreciatively from under her lashes. He was willing to do non-casual s*x, meaning intimacy. With her. Not only was she bowled over, but if he was willing to go out on a limb and do something he’d never done before for her, then she was going to match him pace for pace. Suddenly, everything clicked into place. Sage was in a place she understood, and she felt good. No, not good. Great. Fantastic.
Sage leaned back on her forearms, her eyelids dropping as her gaze hovered over his low-slung jeans. His fingers playfully lingered on his buckle as he unbuckled his belt, then whipped it off with lightning speed, snapping it taut between his hands before throwing it aside.
