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Pushingthe thoughts away, she crossed the room and picked upJack’sdiscarded whiteT-shirt and tugged it on over her head.OhGod, it smelled good.Shelet the collar hang off of her nose for a second while she inhaled deeply, pulling his scent into her lungs.
Sheclimbed onto the bed beside him, noticing that his eyes had gone molten when she’d put his shirt on.
Itfelt as though something tangled was sitting right in the center of her chest as they stared at each other, so she reached for her bottle of water and took a long sip.
“Thatwas…” she started, then trailed off when she couldn’t seem to find the right words.
Hesmirked, that dimple flashing. “Fuckingincredible.”Shesmiled, feeling lit up from within, and he reached for her, pulling her close. “Seriously,” he said, tucking her against him and kissing the top of her head. “Youwere amazing.Youkinda threw me with the bad girl stuff, but goddamn, that was fun.”
“Yeah,” she said, allowing herself the luxury of cuddling into him. “Itwas.Thanksfor playing along.”
“Yeah, you really twisted my arm,” he said with a soft laugh, and she laid her head on his chest, sliding her arms around his waist.Hewas so warm and solid everywhere, all hard muscle, and smooth, hot skin.Asudden pang of sadness shot through her at the thought that after tonight, she’d never hold him like this again.Neverfeel his heart beating against her cheek, never smell the scent of his skin.
OhmyGod,Rosalie.Geta fucking grip.Thisis what happens when you end a dry spell.Don’tconfuse hormones for actual feelings.You’resmarter than that.
Andshe was.Rosaliedidn’t really date, but she enjoyed sex, which meant she’d had her share of hook ups and casual arrangements over the years.Shedidn’t normally feel like this after sex, but she also didn’t normally go so long without it.
Thenagain, most of the guys she’d hooked up with weren’t nearly as hot asJack, or asbig.
“Areyou sore?” he asked, as though he could read her mind.Hetrailed his fingers up and down her arm, leaving goosebumps in his wake.
“Onlya little.Whichis saying something for how wetIwas, because you, my friend, are packing one seriously big dick.”
AndthenJackdid something that threw her for a loop.Atotal upside down, heart flopping around helplessly in her chest loop.
Helaughed, and heblushed.
Itwas endearing as hell.Adorable.
“Well, thank you.I’mglad you’re not too sore.”
“Isthat an issue you’ve had in the past?” she asked, and he hesitated.Shesat up, a playful smile curving her lips. “Don’ttell me you were a virgin?” she teased. “Imean,I’mhonored to be your first.”
Helaughed. “No.Mostdefinitely not a virgin.I…don’t usually talk about other women with…”
“Yourcurrent hook up?” she offered, since he seemed to be struggling with the language around what they were doing.
“Right.”Hefrowned slightly. “Andto answer your question, sometimes, yeah.It’sbeen an issue.”
“I’mnot surprised.Imean, seriously, when you first pushed your pants down,IthoughtIwas going to have to unhinge my jaw like a snake just to suck you.”
Heburst out laughing, the frown disappearing from his gorgeous face, and in that moment, making him laugh when he’d seemed down felt like winning an award.
“There’san image,” he said, pulling her against his chest again.
“So, do you date much, or…?” she asked.OhGod, why the hell had she asked that?Itmade it sound like she was fishing for something.Itmade it sound like what she’d said earlier, about not wanting promises or a boyfriend, was a bullshit line.
Hecleared his throat softly. “No.Notreally.Imostly just do…this.”
“Hookups and flings?”
“Yeah.”
“Metoo.Idon’t really date at all.”
Hetilted his head, looking down at her.
“Whynot?” he asked.
