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“Yeah, a horny adrenaline rush.” She throws the door open with a flourish, her tits bouncing as she moves. I motion for her to go in first, and it’s purely for selfish motivation. Her ass bounces as she walks, and I grab her waist, pulling her against me. My dick slides against her ass crack, and I press her cheeks together and thrust upward. “Fuck.”

She pulls free from my grasp, and I get a look around at the room we’re in. It’s a home gym. There are several different kinds of equipment, but some of it is made for gymnastics, like a balance beam. There’s also some kind of table, which is the perfect height for me to bend Phoebe over on.

“I see you spotted what I mean.” She laughs, bouncing her way over and leaning over the equipment. She spreads her legs, sticking her ass into the air, and I don’t even realize I’m walking toward her until I’m settled behind her. My dick is at her entrance, her wetness coating her thighs, and I’m about to sink into her when something crosses my mind.

“You didn’t here…with—”

“What? No.” She shakes her head, then glances over her shoulder at me. “I promise.”

“Well, it wouldn’t matter if you had. I just wanted to make sure you forgot it.” I inch into her, and she moans as I move into her, gripping her hips and thrusting faster and faster. She writhes against the table, in circular motions, and the realization of what she’s doing spurs me on.

“Are you rubbing that clit?”

“Yes.” She pants, grinding harder and harder as I move into her.

My thumb grazes her above where we’re connected, tracing the small pink hole, and as she clenches around me, she releases a guttural groan, her body shuddering beneath me. But I don’t stop until I’m pouring myself into her. We stay frozen like that for a moment before I slide out of her, my cum dripping onto the floor.

“Wait, don’t—”

But I don’t speak soon enough, because she steps right into it.

NINETEEN

IT’S JUST A BUMP

“I’m fine, I promise.” I swat Isaac away as he tries to check my head again. “You caught me. It was just a little head bump.”

Which is true, but it did hurt a tad. I look in the mirror, turning to the side to survey the small plump knot on my temple.

“It was more than worth it,” I reassure him. “Hey, now we’re even.”

“What? Even?”

“Remember when you fixed Ava’s truck?”

“Oh my god.” He laughs, shaking his head. “I do.” He watches me for a moment. “And it was pretty good,” he agrees with a sheepish smile.

“Pretty good? Where’d that dirty-talking man go?” I grip his chin, bringing his face to mine for a kiss.

“I usually reserve him for the horny adrenaline rushes.” Isaac hands me an ice pack he found in the freezer. “Here you go.”

I press it to the knot, thankful for the cool rush of relief…after my warm rush of relief.

“Here’s some ibuprofen I found in your cabinet. And here’s a bottle of water.”

Damn, the dude already went through everything in my kitchen. I’m thankful, though, or I would probably be miserable. I swallow the medicine quickly, which is kind of silly. Doesn’t make it work any faster.

“Why don’t you rest?”

“Rest?” I laugh. “What’s that?” And he’s still naked. Hard to think about resting while walking around looking like a snack.

“You’re not working today, and your son is out with friends. You can rest and I’ll bring you everything you need.”

“What if I need more time on the vault table?” I wiggle my eyebrows at him in the mirror.

He stops short, his mouth gaping open, and I let out a snort of laughter.

“No, sweetheart. I’ve gotta let you rest,” he says solemnly. “Now, where do you like to rest the most? Some people like their bedrooms, but I’m more of a couch dude myself.”

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