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“Yes?” he asked, his voice low as he bent over me again. His warmth sent shivers down my cold, sweat-dewed skin.
“Oh my God, youknow what,” I groaned, my toes starting to cramp from pointing in tortured ecstasy.
“Not sure I do,” he mused, kissing my shoulder, my neck, my jaw.
“Please, Amos.”
“Please what?” he whispered in amusement.
“Please, just fuck me,” I begged.
He chuckled low and suddenly the vibrator stopped. “If you insist. Why didn’t you just ask?”
“Oh, youdick. That’s it,” I started to straighten, but he put a strong hand against the center of my back and slowly forced me back down.
“I don’t remember hearing a safe word. Did you say a safe word?”
“No,” I grunted with my face in the pillow.
“Then stay still, Cupcake.” He hooked a finger through the loop on the vibrator, and slowly, far too slowly, he removed it. But instead of tossing it aside, he shifted it so the latex egg slid through my slit and lay directly against my clit, held in place by my legs and the pillow.
“Oh fuck,” I whispered. I trembled all over, knowing exactly what he was about to do.
Click.
I jumped as agonizing pleasure teased my clit with such force, I was sure I would come right then and there. But he stopped it again, and that time, I felt him press against my pussy with the head of his cock. I moaned in response, begging him wordlessly to do it. He slid in easily, and with perfectly timed strokes, he filled me and retreated, slow enough to stretch me, but fast enough to bring me relief. As he picked up his tempo, he smoothed his hands over my ass and took hold of my hips. I felt the remote between his palm and my skin.
My orgasm climbed fast, and I gasped, pressing my forehead against the pillows. “Amos,” I groaned.
Click.
I screamed again, this time in pure ecstasy as Amos filled me from behind and the vibrator shocked my clit straight to an orgasm. I gave myself over to it as Amos pistoned in and out of me fast and hard, giving me the most exquisite combination of pleasure and pain imaginable. As my waves of release pulsed around his cock, Amos huffed hard, pulling himself against me as he turned off the vibrator.
I rode the waves with him inside of me, my fingers still clenching the pillow and my body unraveling in gratifying ripples. Amos caged his sated body over mine, breathing hard against my skin before kissing between my shoulder blades. “Christ, June,” he gritted out.
I popped up a heel and looked over my shoulder at him with a contended grin. “Christ, Brady.”
He blew out a breath, righted himself, and went to the bathroom to get rid of the condom, I assumed. Then he gently lifted me off the pillows with his arm around my middle. When he’d stood me in front of him, he turned me to face him, and I saw then that he’d removed his shirt and pants, but he had on a pair of sporty black briefs he preferred. He placed one hand on my injured shoulder and pivoted my sore arm with the other. “You okay?” he asked with concern tilting up his inky brows.
The muscles in my shoulder pulled with a slight twinge, but it was well worth it. I gave him a loopy smile and leaned into him. “So good.”
He rolled his eyes, but indulgently bent to kiss my lips. “I really should know better than to fuck an injured woman.” He took both my shoulders and pushed them back, so my posture straightened painfully. “Do your PT exercises while I start dinner.”
I winced. “I hate those things. Let’s watch true crime instead.”
“You can do both, and you know it,” he drawled as he walked away.
I heard him wash his hands in the kitchen, and I scooped up my baggy T-shirt so I could slip it back on. As I hinged my arm out and in, doing the exercises Amos had given me, his phone buzzed on the nightstand. I glanced down at it and saw the name “Cade” with a message that caused my heart to squeeze. It was only the first part because his phone privacy required the phone to be unlocked to see the full text, but I saw enough.
Cade: Got a lead on Meg…
Twenty Six
Amos
Ihad to amend my earlier conviction. Dating June Matthews wasn’t going to give me high blood pressure, but fucking her was. I had never, in my life, seen a more tantalizing thing than June bent over for my display with her perfectly round ass in the air while she danced in ecstasy on the very tips of her toes. The sounds she made were enough to make me feral. Combine her husky voice with her pleading expression? Jesus wept.
It had been against my better judgment to give in and have my way with her, but truth be told, I’d been just as desperate as she had. June had taken to walking around naked in the morning before I went to the surgical center just to tease me into fucking her. And, in true June fashion, it had worked. But although I had given her exactly what she wanted (okay, fine, it had been whatIwanted), she didn’t sit back and relax after we’d had sex.
