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He let out a soft curse. "How is it you can make me come so hard I can't see straight, and then five minutes later have me dying to fuck you again?" He fumbled one hand over to the nightstand for another condom. He lifted off her long enough to cover himself, then pressed her thighs wide, wrapped one hand around his cock, and guided himself inside.
He took her hands in his and interlaced his fingers with hers, holding them against the mattress as he sank deep. He bent his head and took her mouth, the slow thrust of his tongue matching the steady rhythm of his hips.
He took her slow and deep, murmuring between kisses how beautiful she was, how good she felt around him, urging her to wrap her legs around him and hold him tight.
She moaned against his mouth, the tight, restless feeling building inside her once again. Sensing her urgency, he started to move faster, harder.
She was close, so close, every fiber in her body screaming for release, but it wasn't enough.
As though he could read her mind, he slipped his hands from hers and took her hips in his firm grasp. He rocked back until he was sitting on his heels and lifted her hips off the bed.
Her gaze drifted down to where they were joined and the sight of him, so thick and hard, disappearing into her eager sex was almost enough to push her over the edge.
Almost.
"Oh, God," she moaned as her pleasure grew until it bordered on pain. She watched as he slid one hand from her hip. Her breath hitched as he ground the heel of his palm against her mound. His thumb hovered over the firm bud of her clit, sending an electric charge through her even before he made contact.
The barest brush of his thumb had her flying over the edge, stars exploding behind her eyelids as pleasure crashed through her.
He followed her seconds later, a groan ripping from his chest as he swelled and throbbed inside her. He collapsed onto the bed and rolled to the side, taking her with him.
She kissed his neck, tasting the salt of his sweat, smelling the musty scent of sex mingled with the scent of him.
After several moments, his phone dinged, signaling an incoming text. He rolled to his back and gave a heavy sigh. "I'd give my left nut to stay in bed with you all day, but unfortunately, duty calls.
"You can stay as long as you want," he said, pushing her gently back against the pillows when she would have risen. "Besides, I kind of like the idea of you hanging out in my bed." His smile had her toes curling all over again before he retreated into the bathroom.
Though she told herself she should get up, she couldn't seem to get her suddenly heavy limbs to move. He emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later, his hair damp from his shower. Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier as she watched him pull on underwear, jeans, and a blue chambray shirt.
She was already half asleep when she felt the soft press of his lips on her forehead and heard his whispered, "Bye, sweetheart."
Last night was nice… Colleen read on her phone later that morning, but not nearly as nice as this morning.
As she stood in JT's kitchen drinking a cup of coffee, she felt a curl of warmth in her belly.
Nice? Naughty is more like it, she texted back.
A few seconds later her phone dinged again. The only problem with starting my morning like that is that the day can only go downhill from there. But I still wish I could start every morning that way.
For a moment, she let herself entertain the possibility. She propped her hip against the counter, sipping at her milky coffee, and imagined what it would be like to wake up next to JT every morning. To feel his big hands caressing her, pulling her against him so he could slide his thick cock inside of her.
To look across the kitchen at him as they drank their morning coffee, looking at his hands around his mug with the memories of them on her skin still fresh in her mind.
To know that at the end of the day she would go to bed with him and fall asleep against his big, strong body.
To know that every day she would be going home to JT, and he'd smile that smile that made her feel like the most amazing thing on the planet.
A feeling of safety and contentment flowed through her with startling force. Only to be immediately chased by fear so intense her coffee mug trembled in her hand.
No matter how kind and caring JT seemed now, she knew from experience that would fade in time. Eventually the sex would become routine, the spark between them would die, and one day he'd look at her and she'd see nothing but boredom—or worse, contempt—in his gaze. And he'd look at her like he wished she was someone else.
Chapter 16
"I can't wait to see you in a couple of weeks. It's been way too long!"
"I know, it's been, what, two years since I visited you?" Colleen was on the phone with Sarah, who had made good on her promise to bring her son to Lazy Creek for vacation. She couldn't wait to spend time in person with her friend and her eight-year-old son, Aidan. She and Sarah kept in touch by phone and text, but it just wasn't the same.
"What have you been up to? Any more close encounters of the micro penis kind?" Colleen laughed.
