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“Don’t be embarrassed, Key, as far as I’m concerned the dirtier the better.”
She flicked a look over her shoulder. “Yeah?”
“Fuck yeah.”
“Show me.” She dropped her head onto her forearms and pressed her ass back toward him.
Jeff stepped up behind her, grabbed her hips and drove into her. She sucked in a breath as her body adjusted to the size of him.
“Second thoughts?” He gripped her hips tightly but didn’t move.
“Absolutely not.” She pressed back. “Fuck me.”
The growl that rumbled out of Jeff’s chest was the sexiest sound she’d ever heard.
Her nipples dragged against the mattress as the force of his thrusts moved her body. His fingers dug into her hips, and he shifted her body. Holy shit, he was big.
He grabbed her leg and moved it slightly forward, and she gasped. “Oh, my god.”
“Good or bad?” he asked.
“Good, definitely good.” Between the angle and his size, he hit places she didn’t even know a person could hit. Toys? Yes. Person? Never.
His hand clasped her hair near her scalp like a ponytail and pulled her head back.
“Yes, pull my hair,” she moaned.
He thrust into her hard. The tips of his fingers dug into her hip as he held her in place with one hand in her hair and the other on her waist. She’d probably have bruises, but she didn’t care. His strength dictated exactly what her body was allowed to do, how she could move. And holy hell, that worked for her.
A shudder rippled through her as her orgasm built. She was so close. He released her hair and dropped his hand from her hip and wrapped it around her waist, pulling her body against his so she was kneeling upright.
He continued to thrust into her. His finger flicked against her clit, and he bit the side of her neck. “Yes,” she moaned.
Kia dropped her head onto his shoulder as her back bowed with the orgasm that ripped through her.
She wanted to collapse against the mattress, but his muscular arm banded around her waist, holding her in place as he thrust several more times. She felt his body go rigid against her as he shuddered out his own release.
He eased the grip on her waist, and she collapsed onto the mattress, unable to hold herself up.
Jeff rested his head against her shoulder. “My god, Kia.”
“I know, right,” she replied and sucked in a breath. Her heart pounded against her chest as she tried to regain her equilibrium.
He placed a kiss against her shoulder, then stood and walked into the bathroom. A moment later, he returned. With the condom disposed of, it was her turn. She pressed herself off the mattress and padded naked toward the washroom. She quickly took care of business. When she walked back into the bedroom, she smiled to herself. Jeff was lying on the opposite side of the bed, leaving her side open for her.
She quickly slid under the sheets beside him. Would he want to stay over? Would he want to leave right away? The sex had been mind blowing, but they hadn’t exactly figured out the boundaries of this thing they were doing.
Jeff’s arm wrapped around her waist, and he pulled her back against his body so she was the little spoon. “Turn off that big brain of yours and stop thinking. We don’t have to figure anything out tonight, Kia.” He pressed a kiss against the side of her neck. “Now get some rest cuz I have all kinds of ideas on how I want to dirty you up before Max gets home tomorrow.”
“That sounds promising,” she said. Maybe Jeff was right. Nothing had to be decided tonight. Because whatever this was, she wanted more of it.
ChapterSixteen
Jeffrolledoverandeyed the empty space beside him. Damn, he’d been hoping Kia would have still been in bed. So much for that breakfast plan. Pushing the covers down, he rolled off the bed and scooped up jeans from the floor. Not bothering with his underwear, he stepped into his pants and buttoned up the first couple of buttons, so they didn’t fall off. Considering he was hoping they’d be coming off shortly, there wasn’t much point in doing them up all the way.
Following the sound of clanking coming from the kitchen, he made his way down the hallway in search of Kia. In the kitchen, he leaned against the doorframe and watched her as her hips moved rhythmically to some kind of beat in her head that only she could hear.
It should look ridiculous with her dancing to some imaginary music, but it was hot as fuck. She picked up a cup from the drying rack and spun in a circle, dancing to her own beat. As she whipped around, her eyes landed on him, and she instantly stopped moving. Nerves clouded her face.
