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“Good morning.” I smiled.
“Good morning.”
I lowered my head to his chest. His heart beat wildly inside.
His hand moved to my ass, cupping and gripping it gently. I hadn’t moved for him to slide out of me. I didn’t want him to. Blake inside of me was one of my favorite things.
“You can fuck me like that every morning, darlin’.”
“You too,” I whispered.
I didn’t know I could feel content like this again. I hadn’t been content in so long I didn’t know it was even still possible. But it was happening. The love of my life was in my bed.
“Maybe we should move this to the shower?” he suggested.
“Can we just stay like this for a few more minutes?” I asked.
“We can, but don’t you feel that?”
My eyes flashed to his. He flinched inside me.
“You drive me insane. I’m already hard again.”
I sucked in a gulp of air. “Shit.”
“And that little stunt you just pulled was really sweet. But it’s not my favorite thing in the morning.”
“Oh?” I was afraid to ask, but I could feel how hard he was. He was going to show me.
Before I had time to put any of it together Blake lifted me out from under the sheets and he was standing on the floor next to the bed. He rolled me on my stomach, his hand pressing into the small of my back.
His cock nudged between my legs and I felt him fill me with a slow intense thrust as he groaned my name between his teeth.
I clutched at the sheets in front of me, but he was dragging me backward, slamming into his hips. I grasped for gravity, but there was none. Only spiraling ecstasy. Over and over he slammed into me. My body shook with spasms as one orgasm hit me and then another.
Finally. One pump. Then another and Blake thrust into me unloading his release.
“Fuck.” He collapsed against my back.
I tried to breathe under his heavy frame. That was incredible. Possessive. Undeniably hot.
He kissed the side of my neck and I smiled.
“Do you think we really have to leave the house today?” I asked.
He rolled next to me. “Hell no. We can do whatever in the fuck we want to do.”
I laughed. “Then that’s what I want to do.”
“Fuck all day?”
I nodded, crawling toward him. I kissed him. “Yes. All. Day.”
He growled under me. “We have two days left?”
I didn’t want to talk about our time table. I didn’t want to admit that our quick summer romance was getting ready to hit a crossroads. What did we do? How did I even begin to approach the subject?
“Two days,” I echoed.
