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“I’ll think about it.”
Gina’s eyes crinkled as she smiled at me. “At least let me draft a response to this ridiculous request. You two go get some sleep. I’ll have it for you in the morning.”
She wasn’t asking, so I simply nodded and let Parker pull me upstairs. With admirable restraint, he held his tongue until we were alone in his room.
“Lorelai…”
I shook my head. “I don’t want to talk about it anymore. Please, Parker. I just want to enjoy my time with you.”
“Done.” He reached behind him to yank his shirt off, and I finally let the last of the tension go.
I followed his lead, tossing clothes into a pile until Parker wrapped his arm around my naked waist and hefted me onto the bed.
“I thought you couldn’t carry me,” I teased him as I stretched out on my back.
He levered himself above me, bracing himself on his forearms. “I didn’t have the right motivation before.”
“And now?”
His grin should have warned me. “I’m going to make you call my name so many times that my sister will have to sleep downstairs.”
“Parker…”
“That’s a good start, but let’s see if we can’t turn the volume up.”
A thrill of anticipation raced through my body. He took my mouth, and everything pulled taut. His hand roamed in a meandering trail over my breasts and stomach.
I bit my lip, letting out a quiet whimper.
“Louder,” Parker whispered as he kissed his way down my body.
In the back of my mind, I was vaguely aware of his parents and little sister hopefully sleeping right down the hall, but when Parker’s mouth landed between my thighs, I arched up off the bed with a moan.
Shit. I couldn’t look his mom in the eye tomorrow if she heard me getting off to her son’s tongue. That didn’t stop me from doing exactly as he wanted and begging him for release, by name, loudly.
As I struggled to catch my thoughts, I grabbed a handful of his hair and tugged until he met my eyes. “Your family can’t actually hear us, can they?”
Parker dropped a final kiss on my hip and crawled up my body. “We’ll find out tomorrow.”
His knees nudged my legs wider, lining the blunt head of his cock up with my entrance.
I dug my nails into his ass. “I swear to God, Parker.”
He chuckled. “They all sleep with white noise. No one can hear you except me, but just in case…” Parker reached over to his phone and music spilled into the room.
“Another playlist?” I asked breathlessly as he returned, slowly filling me.
“My favorite playlist is the sounds you make when I’m inside you, but this is my second favorite.” He moved with careless abandon, a lazy rhythm that drove me relentlessly higher as he brushed kisses over my collarbone, my neck, my jaw. “My Lorelai playlist—the songs remind me of you.”
My heart melted into a puddle of goo, to join the rest of me. I raised my knees, locking my heels behind his back, and he hit the spot that made me say his name over and over until the world went white.
“Again,” he growled, gripping my thigh and lifting it higher.
The playfulness disappeared, and Parker fucked me like it was our last night together. Or our first. This Parker—the one who let go of his control—rarely saw the light of day, except in bed with me. I loved it. I loved him. And I told him when I came again, squeezing him so tightly I dragged him over with me.
Completely spent and boneless, I let Parker clean us up without moving an inch. He pulled the covers over us and snuggled me against him.
“I love you,” he murmured against my neck.
