Kelly burst out laughing. “Did Jackson tell you they’re called a clowder?”
“Of course. Who else?” Miles said.
He set her down gently on the bed before stripping his clothes off and pulling a condom out of his nightstand. Kelly watched as he rolled it down his shaft. Then he crawled over her.
He eased himself inside her and groaned, dropping his face into the crook of her neck. “Kel, you feel so good.”
He moved inside her, and his eyes rolled back as her tight body squeezed him. At this rate, he would come embarrassingly soon.
She moaned and moved with him, their bodies working in unison.
“Baby, I’m going to come,” he said.
“Me too.” She gasped. Her body tightened around him, and he groaned, coming apart inside her.
When they came to rest, he dropped beside her and tugged her into his arms. This is what he wanted to do every day for the rest of his life.
“I love you,” he said.
“I love you.”
