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And I feel it again… and more.
He grabs the vacuum cleaner like it’s his dance pole.
“Are you fucking my Hoover?”
I’m jealous of a cleaning appliance.
“Uh-huh.” Fuck, he can dance. “She’s a good hard suck.” He always could.
He can move like there’s no gravity. Like he has no bones. Like he’s one strong snaking muscle seeking its deep, wet home.
Me.
Heat flames through my body when he pops his hips like a jackhammer and then scoops them like a slow spoon through the lust he’s piled up.
This is the sight that broke the box office and hearts.
“Okay, that’s enough!” My abs hurt from laughing, but what else can I do? Fucking is my other choice.
“Stop.” I toss a throw pillow at him. “This is getting crazy.” I throw another. “For both of us.”
“Damn, Cade.”
He smacks the pillows down before he starts slapping the air like he’s slapping my ass bent over for him.
“You look so… God.” Slap. “Damn.” Slap. “Beautiful.” Slap. “When you laugh with me.” He coils his hips in ways most men can’t. “Or when you come with me.”
The sudden cinch of my sex; it’s lightning through my body responding to his words, to that image with him.
“Yeah,” I sigh, “and you know how hot you look like that, so you can just stop.”
I hug the next pillow to my chest while laughter leaves my body. Only lust remains. Because he’s fucking the air like the thrust of his hips can find new spots inside me, naming each one after him.
I lean back. I have no strength to fight this, watching him lick his lips while he steps closer… so close.
“Do I, Cade?”
He grinds inches from my face. The contours of his hardening dick make it obvious he’s freeballing like usual.
“Do you think I look hot like this?”
I gaze up at him. “You know you do.” With his cock pumping inches from my lips, he’s getting harder, making everything water.
“Want me to stop?” He unbuttons the top of his jeans. “Because if I’m making you laugh or come, I don’t wanna.”
“Is that so?” His button-fly jeans press his erection down his thigh, and I feel the sudden slick in my shorts. “Am I who you want now, Redix?”
“You’re all I want.” He releases another button. “Everything I fucked for the camera; it was you. It was us.”
The top of his sexy, trimmed patch appears.
I chew my lip, remembering what’s just below it.
“Imagine if we did it again, Cade.” His hands travel the path down his perfect arching torso like it’s flexing into the caress of my hands instead. “Can you? Can you imagine me fucking you again?”
Why do I suddenly feel shy?
And why does that turn me on even more?
