"I think I finally get it."

"Get what?" There was something about the look in his eyes, the confidence, the surety, that had me swallowing hard.

"You." And as he smiled, it was almost smug. "I get you, Oz. You're a little, Aren't you?"

If only I had known at the time just how much those few little words were going to change my life.

The Little Of Oz Series

/"So,/" Deacon breathed in my ear, his arms locking mine behind my back, trapping my body between the kitchen counter of the shop and his body. /"Laughing at me, were you, sweetheart?/"

I tried to squirm free, a shit-eating grin plastered on my face, but each movement only seemed to make me even more painfully aware of what was pressed into me, grinding against me every chance it had.

/"Yes,/" I answered defiantly, breaking off into a whimper as his lips found my neck, suckling on a spot just above my collarbone that almost had my legs buckling. /"You're mama was telling me some pretty cute baby stories. What a precious toddler you were, Deek. Going potty and teaching all your toys how to go, too./"

A gasp tore through my throat as his hold tightened, pulling my arms back almost to the point of pain, and his hips pushed further against mine. The counter bit into my waist but the pinch only encouraged my stupid body to get harder.

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