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“Fuck me, Travis,” I said, “faster.” Not caring, I reached up and grabbed his head and pulled it down to my face and kissed him hard.

My fingernails moved down to his shoulders and dug into his back. He slammed into me harder and faster. I felt myself screaming, crying out the pleasure and the ecstasy of it all.

Then he paused and slid out of me, and I groaned. He grinned as he looked down at me and then slid into me one last time, hard and fast.

My body erupted. I could hear myself screaming his name, and he was chuckling before he stilled. Then he slammed into me one, two, three more times, and I felt him bursting inside me, his body shuddering as he came hard and fast. Then he collapsed down on top of me and kissed me on the cheek.

“Well, now, what’d you think of that, my dear Molly Malone?”

“It was amazing,” I said, lazily playing with the hair on the back of his neck. “But you promised me a bath,” I said, giggling. “You told me that I’d have a hot bath and a massage before anything else.”

“Well,” he said, “I guess I lied. Please don’t sue me.” He chuckled slightly as I shook my head at him, reached over, and gave him a kiss on the lips.

“You’re one fine man. You know that, Travis Covington?”

“I think I used to be,” he said. “But I find that you are making me a better man.”

“Really?” I said, my eyes wide, happy at his words.

“Definitely,” he said. “You are the yin to my yang, Molly Malone.”

Chapter 35

“So you knowwhat I was thinking?” Travis asked me as we lay in bed looking over the room service menu.

“I don’t know,” I said, grinning happily at him. “Were you thinking we could get pancakes and an omelet and split them?”

“No,” he said, shaking his head. “But if you want to do that, sure.”

“Yes, please. I feel like something sweet and something savory, and I can’t eat a whole stack of pancakes and a whole omelet by myself because the omelet comes with home fries and toast and fresh fruit, which I want to try because…” I paused. “Sorry, I’m talking a lot about food, aren’t I?”

“It’s okay.” He laughed. “I guess I wore you out last night.”

“Well, it was technically this morning.”

“Yeah, it was.” He winked.

“Travis,” I said, poking him in the arm. He laughed slightly. I loved the way that his body reacted to me when I touched him, and I knew that he enjoyed the way I reacted when he touched me.

“So you want to get an omelet and pancakes.”

“Chocolate chip pancakes with blueberries,” I said quickly. I bit down on my lower lip. “Unless you don’t like chocolate chips or blueberries.”

“Sounds good to me,” he said. “And what sort of omelet?”

“Maybe one with American cheese and bacon. I know cheddar cheese would be better because American cheese is not really cheese, but…” I bit down on my lower lip. “Sorry, I’m just hungry.”

“I know. It’s fine. You don’t have to apologize to me, Molly. I like the fact that you like to eat, and you’re not scared about it.”

“Don’t tell me.” I groaned. “Most of the women you date only eat salads and drink water.” I rolled my eyes, and he chuckled.

“No, they’ll eat seafood and sushi as well.”

“Oh, okay.”

“Don’t go getting jealous on me again, Molly.”

“I’m not jealous,” I said, sticking my tongue out at him. He leaned down and kissed me and I groaned as I played with his hair. He pulled back slightly.

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