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“Okay, okay, it was incredible.”
He grinned. “Good girl.”
And her body went to jelly.
“You like that, don’t you?”
Embarrassed, she acted oblivious. “What?”
“When I tell you what a good girl you are. It happened in the coffee shop. You flushed and started fidgeting, like you needed to rub your thighs together.”
He was still inside her and this conversation was doing weird things to her. Her pussy fluttered and re-activated, all because of his praise.
He felt it, too. His eyes smoked over, his cock thickened, and he cupped her rear and gave it a nice, long squeeze. “This ass does things to me, Ashley. I’m mad for this body. I love talking to you. But damn, when your eyes turn that flash of apple-green, when that sexy blush warms your cheeks, and you get all squirelly because I’ve told you you’re a good girl, that makes me as hard as a rock. It’s okay to admit you like it. I love it.”
She opened her mouth to deny, but what was the point?
“I’ve never had any kind of praise kink before, or at least I didn’t know I had. But when you said it before and now anytime you go there, it turns me on.”
“Good. Be honest with me about what’s good for you. I want to give you exactly what you need.”
“That goes both ways, Dex.”
It sounded like they were agreeing this was more than a one-shot deal. She wasn’t entirely sure what he needed. When she arrived, he was obviously in some sort of emotional slump. Sex would cheer him for a while, but it wouldn’t solve his problems.
With a nod of acknowledgment of her offer, he slowly pulled out. “Let me take care of this. Don’t move.”
Boneless and spent, she wasn’t about to go anywhere, but she did pull the coverlet up over her exposed body.
A moment later he was back, naked as a babe, and holding Mittens. “Look who needs attention.”
Stretching out on the bed, he let the kitten run over his expansive chest and faced her with a grin. “You hungry?”
“Always.”
“Can you stay and eat with me?”
“I’d love that.”
22
Dex didn’t do sweet, but having Ashley in his bed had been about both the sexiest and sweetest experience ever. The way she’d clung to him, the way her body reacted when he praised her, hell, just having her here in his apartment was like a dream come true.
Now the sweetness was on overload because Mittens was glued to his neck and not showing any sign of detaching while Ashley heated up soup.
He couldn’t stop looking at her. Unfortunately, she’d dressed—with firm intentions of leaving to return to work, she’d said—but that was okay because her ass looked great in those jeans and her breasts looked amazing in that blouse. But mostly she looked right in his home. Like she belonged here, with the kitten and the soup and cupcakes.
Better not skate before you can walk, boy.
“You don’t have to do that,” he said, thoroughly enjoying that she was doing it all the same. He was strangely digging the domesticity of it all.
“It’s almost ready.” She smiled. “Will sex for soup.”
“Hmm, I like that word on your lips.”
“Sex?”
“Soup.”
