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He was contemplating waking her up with his mouth on her body. Thanks to her, he was feeling much better and he was aroused. Surely, she couldn’t blame him for taking what was there. Shifting ever so slightly, he managed to slide down so he could kiss her forehead and then her nose.
She stirred, but didn’t wake. Smiling slightly, he eased her off and onto the pillows so he could get a good look at the body that was driving him crazy.
Trailing a hand over her arm, he admired the slender curves and the breasts he had every intention of feasting on. He was kissing the sides of her mouth when the long lashes flew up, revealing the sleepy golden-brown eyes.
"What are you doing?"
"What does it look like? Now that you’re finally awake-"
"Brady, get off me."
"I don't think so." Instead of doing as she demanded, he settled his body on top of hers, effectively keeping her trapped.
"We’re not- Lord." Her body came alive when she felt the brush of his penis between her thighs. "You’re supposed to be sick."
"The fever is all gone, thanks to you and I’m horny." He pressed his lips to hers, before taking little nibbles on her bottom lip that sent shivers through her.
"Look-"
"I’m looking and tasting." His tongue darted into her mouth and she sucked in a breath when he rotated his hips suggestively.
"And feeling." Reaching between them, he cupped her pussy. "And you’re ready."
"Don't flatter yourself." She breathed him in, the scent of his expensive cologne and sweat.
"Flattery? I don't think that's it." He drove into her and watched as her eyes widened. "I’m just repaying a favor you did for me."
"You could just say thank you." Her hands went around his neck to tangle in the wildly curling hair.
"It wouldn’t be enough. Besides, we’re trying to get pregnant. Just evening the odds." His thrusts had turned slow and steady as if he had all the time in the world. He wanted this to last because he had a feeling she was going to find a way to boot him out after this.
"So you’re just making certain?"
"Hmm." He kissed the side of her neck. "Something like that. I want to make it count."
"Just shut up." She muttered as she pulled his head upwards and captured his lips. Her aggressiveness startled him for a moment and fired his blood. He couldn’t do ‘slow and easy’ any more and when she wrapped her legs around his waist, the passion turned into one of liquid fire.
He captured her cries as the violent climax claimed her, and he was right behind her, his body shuddering as he come inside her.
*****
It annoyed and frustrated him that she was pretending it hadn’t happened. He’d made love to her twice before she pushed him off, mumbling something about getting some breakfast. He hadn’t resisted when she shoved him even though he could have.
He stayed in bed while she went to the bathroom to take a shower. He’d even contemplated going in after her, but decided against it.
He needed time to think and was still feeling a little weak after the bout of fever and the passionate lovemaking.
She came back into the room and put some clothes on. She hadn’t bothered fixing her hair, but let it tumble around her face and down her back. He suspected she wanted to escape more than anything else.
He stayed a few minutes before rising to go and take a shower that had him feeling more like himself. His case was still in the living room. Wrapping a towel around his waist, he went to retrieve it and selected another pair of sweats and matching hoodie before strolling into the kitchen.
She’d made breakfast and the scent of bacon and scrambled eggs hit him the minute he stepped in.
"I need coffee."
"There." She nodded to the cup she’d poured in anticipation.
"The storm has let up and it's a beautiful morning or near afternoon." He’d noticed, to his surprise, it was almost noon.
