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“Say you remember the sock making you break your pillow,” he said, running the sock over her core again. “Or do I have to make you come again?”

With a jerk of her hips, she hissed, “Come again. Please, Chris, now.”

At her sweet words, he couldn’t tell her no. He couldn’t even think of why he would want to. He positioned himself above her only to realize that he didn’t have another condom.

“I don’t have a condom.” He sat back on his heels. He wasn’t the kind of guy who would not wear a condom, no matter how drunk he was with a woman. So sober, he couldn’t do it either. Even with Agatha.

Below him, Agatha threw the pillow against the wall and shimmied away from him. Pushing pillows as the went, she opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out a string of condoms.

She ripped open a packet and walked back to him on her knees. Pushing him back on his back, she rolled it on him and climbed on after. Slipping into her hot core was just as great as the last time, except this time she was in charge. All he had to do was lay there and let her do all the work.

Her body was instantly shaking, her hands on his chest as her nails bit into his skin. But still, he couldn’t stop from coming when her body clamped around his.

Afterward, she lay on his chest as they tried to catch their breaths. She just lay there with her head on his chest.

Without picking up her head, she whispered, “I might have ruined a pillow.”

Squeezing her butt cheek, he said, “I told you so.”

Feeling her laugh was the last thing he felt until morning. Or until sometime in the night when he pulled the comforter around them. Even then, she didn’t stir. He didn’t even care that they were completely covered in pillow fluff. Morning would be soon enough to get that off in a nice hot shower. He just hoped she would join him.

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