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“You’re sore. You have to be sore. I don’t have any ice.” She snorted and he let her earlobe go with a little pop. “Though there’s the minibar…”
“You want to fuck me and then ice me down?”
“If that’s what it takes to get inside you again.” He licked the underside of her jaw and she sighed in mock resignation.
“Okay. If you insist.” She started to roll over but he stopped her and she lifted her brows. “New position?” she asked breathlessly.
“Yes, my little kinky soul.” His dark chuckle rumbled against her hair. “I’m going to buy the Kama Sutra so we can work our way through it.”
She wanted to ask questions. So many. But that wasn’t fair to him. He’d asked her to stay through today, and they’d just see where the day went.
Even if the clock ticking in her mind wasn’t all that metaphorical any longer. The bus would be leaving in just a couple of hours.
He shifted away from her and she gripped the pillow as he rolled toward the nightstand and the paper bag he’d set there. “Ryan gave me these. Sealed box, dates all good, so shouldn’t be a problem.” He tugged out a box of Durex condoms and she giggled into her fist.
“We used all the others?”
“Yeah. I don’t care around a truckload, no matter what the tabloids seem to think.”
That was a good entry point for some research, which of course ranked more highly than her quivering ovaries at the sight of him standing naked with an erect shaft and a box of British—wait a second, British?—condoms in his hand.
“What are those? They have the UK flag on them?” She snatched the box. “Wow.”
“They’re green and gold, but I could care less as long as they let me in you.” He grabbed the box and ripped it open, removing just one packet. Her woe at that fact must’ve shown on her face because he grinned. “Sore pussy, remember?”
“Actually, I said sore vagina, but—” She laughed as he jumped on top of her, rolling her into the pillows and straddling her thighs.
“I’ll get you to say the word pussy. Then you won’t want to stop. You know you like when I say it.”
She couldn’t argue with that. At all.
He skimmed a finger over her lower lips and brushed a kiss over her shoulder blade. “Nice and wet for me already.” He flicked her clit and she scrabbled for the pillow, needing something to brace herself against. “I should make you come with my mouth first. Just slide my tongue in your tight little pussy—” He broke off and chuckled as she squirmed and closed her thighs around his hand. “Point proven.”
“I can say cock with no trouble.” Apparently, her vocabulary had a double standard. She tossed back her hair and looked over her shoulder at him. “So get moving on putting your cock in my pussy. Chop, chop.”
“I appreciate the effort even if the delivery needs some work.” He tore open the foil packet and her humor fell away. “So this is how is going to work.”
Still looking over her shoulder, she licked her lips as she watched him sheath his cock in latex. He rolled it on so smoothly that she had to fight back a shiver. “Do tell.”
“Your pussy needs a break, but we’re both horny as fuck. So we compromise.” He glanced up and smiled at her, lightning quick and devastating. “I’m going to slide inside you but you’re going to do all the work. Take as much as you need or want to get yourself off.”
She couldn’t visualize it, but she didn’t care. She was ready to go. Whipping her head to face forward, she bounced her butt. “Okay. Sounds good to me.”
“Christ almighty, woman. What did I ever do to deserve you?”
“Perfect your pussy-eating skills?”
“Ah, now she thinks she’s a master.” He lightly slapped her ass and she startled, going still as the burn of heat quickly turned into something else.
She caught her breath and swallowed. “Do that again.”
Half expecting him to argue, she waited, tensed. But he only gathered her hair in his fist, pulling lightly as he gently smacked her other cheek. Except this time he didn’t stop right away. He spanked the other again, still so lightly that it was no more than a love tap. He drew on her handful of hair, tugging her up from the bed enough that her taut nipples brushed over the pillows and pulled a moan from her throat.
She didn’t know what was happening, but she didn’t want it to stop.
“More, please.”
