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Olivia snuggled closer against the warm body spooning her and felt something hard sliding against her backside. She recognized what it was: Jay’s cock. He was hard again despite the fact that they’d made love twice before they’d both fallen asleep.

She shifted in his arms, until his cock slipped between her thighs.

“You’re insatiable,” Jay whispered into her ear.

“You’re awake.”

“Mmmhmm.”

He gripped her thigh and lifted it, then slowly drove his cock into her pussy. She welcomed the invasion and reached for Jay’s hand, pulling it to her breasts. She loved the way he was able to arouse her instantly. He began to gently thrust in and out of her, while he caressed her breasts just as tenderly. Last night he’d taken her much more urgently, but this morning, every touch and every thrust was infused with tenderness.

“I love the way you touch me,” she whispered.

“Because I love touching you.” He continued thrusting into her, but didn’t increase his tempo, drawing out the pleasure. “Every time you were in class and I came to adjust your yoga poses, I wanted to take you into my arms…” He moaned softly. “It was torture.”

“We’ll just have to make up for lost time now,” Olivia suggested.

Jay brushed her hair aside and kissed her shoulders and neck. “I’m all for that.”

He pulled almost completely out of her, before slicing back into her in one continuous movement, his cock filling her tight channel.

“Do that again,” she murmured.

“That?” he asked and pulled out until only the bulbous head was still inside her.

“Yes, that.” When he drove back into her, she sucked in a breath, and felt her clit throb. It felt as if his cock was touching every cell of her body, setting her on fire.

She was suddenly aware of Jay pinching her nipple and gasped at the erotic sensation that sent an electric charge into her clit.

“Are you always so horny in the morning?” he asked, his hot breath at her neck.

“Look who’s talking,” she replied breathlessly.

He chuckled and moved his hand down her torso. When he combed through the triangle of hair between her legs, Olivia inhaled, and her pulse drummed faster. Jay stroked over her clit. Her orgasm hit her out of nowhere, and her pussy clenched around his cock. This had never happened to her before, not like this. She normally needed more stimulation.

“Just like I thought,” Jay murmured in her ear, before he thrust faster in and out of her. “You’re so hot, baby, you should be fucked twenty-four-seven.”

Seconds later, she felt his cock spasm, and a corresponding wetness spread inside her.

“Fuck!”

Olivia chuckled. Apparently she wasn’t the only one who was horny this morning.

“You little minx.” He kissed her shoulder. “Let’s take a shower and get dressed, before you take advantage of me again.”

“Would that be so bad?” She turned to look at him.

“Don’t tempt me.”

Jay jumped out of bed, and Olivia followed him. Together they showered and got dressed. As Olivia combed her wet hair, she had an idea.

“Jay?”

He appeared in the bathroom door, the fake beard and wig in his hands. “Yes?”

“I was thinking about Smith. Since you saw him at the reception when you took down Dirk, he would have been there earlier too, during the cocktail hour.”