Page 39 of Her Age Gap Match

Got a new condom out of the drawer.

Fucked her all over again and knew she wasn’t going anywhere.

CHAPTER 11

Poppy

Steam drifted around us, my skin warm and dewy with heat, my hands against the cold tile…John’s hands on me.

One on my breast, one on my hip.

His cock buried inside me as the shower poured hot water over us.

“Fuck…” he growled as he started to thrust into me fast and hard. “That’s right. Take it, baby.”

I let out this breathy sound, my right hand balling into a fist against the tile, my left hand splayed out to brace myself. Johnny Lawson fucked me harder—so hard my feet slid forward, pushing my chest against the wall too, the cold on my nipples making me cry out.

“John,” I gasped. “Yes⁠—”

“You feel so fucking good,” he snarled into the crook of my neck. “Can’t fucking stop—such a good girl for me⁠—”

“I wanna be your good girl⁠—”

The hand that had been on my breasts slid down between my legs and flicked my clit.

I came so hard I thought I was going to pass out.

John held me through it, his hips stuttering as he came with me, the two of us breathing hard. The water kept coming down…steam rolling off us, filling my lungs, his arms around me.

He turned me in his arms and I leaned against the wall, gazing into his eyes as we exchanged exhausted kisses. I’d barely slept a wink—waking up over and over with his lips on my neck, his hands on me…or, if he was asleep, waking up needing to touch him, reaching for him, asking him to fuck me again.

Four times.

This made number five.

“I need to get to work,” I murmured, smiling against his lips. “I’m already going to be late unlocking the office…”

“Call in.”

I laughed, pressing my hands to his chest but not trying hard at all to stop. I didn’t want to stop.

“You’re bad,” I said.

“I thought you liked me bad.”

He kissed me again, the shower forgotten. At some point during the night I’d told him I was on the pill, we didn’t need condoms…so he’d just stopped using them. His cock was already getting hard again, prodding against my belly.

“I wanna take you up to the distillery,” he said. “Keep you naked in my bed up there for a week…a lifetime?”

I laughed, even as my whole body responded to the idea of it—Due North, his big house up there, the lake at night, John in his own space with nowhere to be and no noon meeting waiting.

“I have a job,” I reminded him. “An actual office to open. People who get matched to their soulmates depend on me showing up.”

“I could match you to your soulmate right now,” he said, mouth at my ear. “Save everyone the trouble.”

“Smooth.” I pushed lightly at his chest, finally meaning it a little. “I actually need to get out, though…Sophie’s already suspicious and I’m not ready to tell her about us.”

He kissed me one more time, then stepped out of the way and held my hand as I stepped out, staying behind in the steam.