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When she thrust back against him, he reached forward, grabbing the hair at the nape of her neck and gave it a gentle tug. He heard a sharp intake of breath, followed by a long moan.
“Fuck. You like that? Is that what you need?” he asked, his voice rough.
“Yeah. Fuck. Don’t stop,” she begged.
He thrust against her more quickly now, his body slamming against her. Looking down, he watched himself sliding in and out of her. Another wave of lust hit him. He felt her begin to tighten and flutter around him.
Thank fuck, because he was two seconds from losing it.
“Oh fuck. That’s it. Chris,” she said, moaning out her release.
Thrusting once more, he let her orgasm push him over the edge. Emptying himself inside her, he called out her name.
Sliding out of her, he released the grip he had on her hair, then collapsed against the bench seat panting. A moment later, she slid down next to him.
Reason now creeping back into his brain, he asked, “You okay with what just happened?”
Looking at him strangely, she asked, “Did I seem like I didn’t enjoy myself?”
Giving her a look, he said, “Not that, smart-ass. I meant the condom thing.”
“If I wasn’t okay with it, now would be a hell of a time to mention it,” she said. “But, even when you’re not inside me, I still feel the same about it.”
Nodding, Chris said, “Okay. Just checking.”
“If this,” Chloe said, waving her hand between them, “gets old, or you decide you want to see someone else? Just tell me. That’s really my only requirement.”
“Same goes. We’re friends before any of this. I’d like that to remain the case no matter what happens.”
“Agreed,” Chloe said, “By the way. How’s the knee? Because I’m starting to turn into a raisin.”
Holding up her hands, Chris saw her finger tips were wrinkly.
Moving his knee gingerly, he said, “Much better. Let’s get out of the tub.”
Reaching out, he snagged his bath towel off the hook, then wrapped himself up. Walking over to the linen closet, he grabbed a towel. Walking back over to the tub, he handed it to her.
After she had climbed out, he reached over to drain the tub.
Wandering out into the bedroom, he yawned and said, “Wow. It’s 12:30 a.m.?”
Smirking, Chloe said, “A man of your advanced years should probably be in bed already.”
Giving her a nasty look, he said, “May I remind you that I just fucked you silly less than ten minutes ago?”
Laughing now, she said, “I’ve always liked older men.”
“Really?” he asked, intrigued now.
“Oh yeah,” she said, smiling. “You were actually the star of a few of my teenage fantasies. You used to wander around with no shirt on. My poor adolescent hormones.”
Grinning now, he said, “No way. Really?”
“Totally,” she said. “Eventually Jude Law took your place, but you had a nice run.”
Shaking his head, he said, “Jude Law, huh?”
“I was fourteen. What do you want from me?”
