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I’ve hardly slept.
Every time my eyes attempt to shut, I force them back open, scared of falling asleep and waking up to discover this was all a dream.
Our legs are tangled, and Maliki’s bulge presses against my ass as he stirs in his sleep.
His arms tighten around my waist.
“Good morning,” he grumbles into my neck, running his hand up and down my leg.
“Morning,” I squeak out.
He rests his hand on my waist and falls to his back, taking me with him, and situates me so I’m straddling him. He reaches out to clip a strand of my bedhead hair behind my ear, his gaze concentrating on me.
I settle my hand on his bare chest and release a deep, weighted sigh.
“What’s wrong?” he asks.
It’s always better to rip the Band-Aid fast.
Here goes.
“Do you regret what happened last night?”
He squeezes my waist. “Why in the living fuck would you think that?” He reaches up, sliding his hands over the curve of my jaw, and cups my chin when I attempt to break eye contact.
“From the beginning, you’ve made it clear you A.) aren’t interested in a relationship like that with me and B.) aren’t interested in a relationship,period.”
“I didn’t want to corrupt you.”
“Corrupt me?”
He nods. “We come from different sides of the tracks. At first, not going to lie, in my eyes, you were a young teen getting her rocks off on being rebellious against mommy and daddy.”
“Wow,” I draw out, my brows scrunching. “I’m thrilled you thought so highly of me.”
“Hey, that was my first impression.”
I squirm, the panties I slipped on after our last round rubbing against his bare cock. I’m not as comfortable naked as he is. “What do you think about me now?”
He tips his head back when I shift back and forth and groans. “Even when I met you and thought you were rebellious, I thought you were sexy and funny. I still think those things along with how amazing you are, and I’m so glad you walked into my bar that night.”
I grin. “Corrupt me.”
He leans back to snag a condom from the nightstand, and my breathing heightens as he puts it on. He wastes no time sliding my panties to the side, slipping his cock inside me, and I have the best morning sex of my life.
* * *
I grimacewhen I read the text.
Devin: We need to talk. You’re still my wife.
I was so occupied with my parents’ issues, my new jobs, and Maliki that I neglected the husband situation.
That’s right. I forgot I was married.
Or maybe I’ve put it in the back of my mind, so I don’t have to tackle the whole divorce thing.
“What’s up?” Maliki asks.
