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“Hmm?”

In the mirror, I saw her eyes flutter open. My hands were still down by the softness of her thighs. I hadn’t brushed them up under the shirt yet, so I used the opportunity to squeeze her hips gently before turning her to face me. Now, I slipped my hands behind her to grab her delicious ass, covered in cotton panties, and she brought her hands to my chest.

I bent to whisper in her ear. “I’m going to take you… Here, on the counter.”

She wound her arms around my neck, her smile impish. “Oh yeah?”

“Mmm. Yes.” I hooked my fingers into the top of her panties and slowly slid them down her thighs, bending at the knees to pull them off. She stepped out of them and, before standing again, I pressed love bites to her thighs.

Her sigh above me had my hardening cock shoot to full-mast. I needed to be in her.

Standing, I started to rummage through one of the bathroom drawers, the one where occasionally condoms ended up after I emptied pockets, as I kept one hand on her. I needed to touch her. Before I could dig through the next drawer though, Ryleigh placed her hand on my forearm.

“I went on the pill.”

My gaze whipped over to meet hers, and my eyes searched her blue ones. That had to be the best fucking news… “You sure?”

She nodded. “I want to feel you. Come here, Noah.”

I wish I could say that first time bare inside her lasted, but it sure fucking didn’t. I swooped her up, placing her ass on the counter, and was in her in seconds. The sex was quick and a little awkward—she was surrounded by makeup and hair products, my shaver and cologne—but shit, it’d been fun.

Sex with Ryleigh was always fun.

Whether it was the two of us fucking against the wall, or making love on the bed, I absolutely always had fun with her. I laughed more while making love to her, than I ever did in the past with any other woman.

Ryleigh was it.

She was my person.

I knew it in my gut.

After we both came, I helped her out of my shirt and reached to turn on the shower. We had to wash the sex off—the smell was high and erotic, but with both of our cum slipping down Ryleigh’s thighs?

I had to turn off the train of thought before we were going for round two.

We didn’t necessarily have to be to the party on time, no, but we did have to make it to the party. And right now? I was really close to playing hooky.

“I can’t get my hair wet,” she warned, stepping into the shower before I could. “We have thirty minutes until the dinner starts. In and out, Noah.”

She should have known better, though.

Even with a warning from Ryleigh about no funny business, soon, I was wrapped in her wet heat again, making her shout as her back slipped against the wet tiles. And as for in and out?

I was.

Again and again, until we were both shouting out our releases.

We finally emerged from the shower, thirty minutes later. Through it all, Ryleigh’s hair managed to stay up in a bun on her head, where it stayed dry, so points for me.

We dressed together, and I nearly called hooky again at the sight of Ryleigh’s dress. It was a dark green number, and the back…shit, it left her back bare as it dipped lower, lower, lower, to right above the swell of her ass.

“Is it okay?” Ryleigh asked, glancing over her shoulder to look at her reflection.

“Fuck yes, it’s okay,” I managed to croak.

***

We got to the party—late, of course.

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