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But all she did was grumble and take my hand, pulling it away from her as she added, “Ouch. My boobs feel sore and swollen. What the hell did you do to me?”
“Mmm,” I murmured, grinning over everything I’d done. “I’d be happy to give you a replay to help jog your memory.”
When I pressed my hips up to grind my erection against her bottom, she swatted her hand blindly back at me to get me to stop. “God, no. That’s sore too. My legs are sore. My ass muscles are sore, and my girl parts are so freaking sore that I don’t know if they’ll ever work right again. Holy fuck… Why did you let me have that much sex yesterday?”
“Hey,” I muttered, scowling slightly. “As I recall,you’rethe one who instigated probably three-quarters of every encounter we had.”
She growled moodily and countered, “So why didn’t you tell menoone or two of those times?”
“You know what fixes every hangover,” I told her, waggling my brows, even though she couldn’t see me since she was still lying on her side with her back to me. “One more drink the next morning. Come on, what do you say? Have a little hair of the dog, and you’ll feel right as rain again.”
“That’s with alcohol,” she muttered against her pillow. “Not sex.”
“How do you know it’s not the same with sex unless you try it?” I argued playfully, dancing my fingers up her spine.
She shivered and sucked in a breath, letting me know she wasn’t completely unaffected. But then she said, “Naughty Chloe is officially closed for business this morning. Try back again later.”
“No,” I whined and pawed at her hip hopefully. “No… You can’t show me your sexually deprived, dirty, nasty-freaknymphoside one day, and then just turn off the faucet the next morning. I’m invested now. Send naughty Chloe back out to play. Come on, please…”
“She’s hibernating,” Chloe argued, trying to sound moody, but I detected a hint of a smile in her voice.
I grinned, enjoying myself a bit too much. “Oh, naughty, nasty, freak Chloe…” I sang into her ear. “Come out, come out, wherever you are…” Slipping my hand over her hip and between her legs, I barely brushed the crotch of her panties with one finger, making her arch into the touch and catch her breath. “I’ve got a thick, juicy cock waiting out here. Just for you…”
Her hand gripped the sheets by her face, and I heard her breathing go shallow.
“How thick?” she asked.
With a chuckle, I pressed up against her again and rolled my hips. “So thick…” I breathed into her ear. “In fact, I recall a couple of times yesterday that you found him to be thick enough to make you come with just…one…push…inside you.”
“Oh God,” she groaned and then pressed her bottom back against me. “Okay. Hurry. Before I change my mind.”
I blinked, startled that I’d been able to talk her into this at all. Chloe never gave in easily to anything.
Except when it came to sex, apparently.
I had learned that yesterday. She hadn’t said no to any position, to any place, to anythingI had suggested. She’d wanted it as much as I had. The girl honestly liked a good tumble in the sheets.
God, why had I wasted all those years by not even attempting to get into her pants? I’d missed out on so much.
“Seriously?” I asked, just to make sure she was truly on board with this.
In answer, she unexpectedly flipped around to face me and kept rolling me, forcing me onto my back and landing with her on top, already straddling my hips.
“Whoa,” I said, gaping up at her in surprise.
She cocked up one eyebrow in challenge. “You’re the one who woke the beast. Now you must suffer the consequences.”
I laughed and grinned up at her, and she looked down at my chest as if deciding where she wanted to start her feast. Just when she started to dip her head, however, I reached up and tenderly cupped her cheek.
“God, I fucking love you.”
She sucked in a breath and blinked at me, clearly startled by the admission. I think it might’ve been the first time she actually believed me when I said it.
She was so busy gaping at me as if I’d just stolen the breath from her lungs that she didn’t see me coming when I gripped her waist and flipped us again until she was the one lying on her back and I was on top.
Grinning triumphantly, I watched her adjust to the switch, then I took a piece of her hair between my fingers and played with it. “It’s still weird for you to hear me say that, isn’t it?” I realized.
Chloe’s face flushed pink, and she gave an uncomfortable laugh, admitting, “Of course.”
