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Odd question. He smoothed a hand over her head. “I don’t understand.”

“I didn’t tell you what I liked.”

“Yes, you did. Your body did. I paid attention.” He pressed against her wetness. “I’m pr

etty damn excited to pay some more attention.”

She hooked her legs over his hips and put her hands to his shoulders. “I’ll take all the attention you can give me.”

He held her gaze as he eased inside her slickness. The hot, wet joy of that making him shake. “Okay?”

She let the held breath go and dragged another in. “It will be.”

He pulled back and pressed forward again. Lenny’s chin lifted and she hissed out, “Yes,” her knees widening and her hands slapping down on his shoulders.

Now he needed a second just to catch hold of the fit of her: around him, under him, with him. Smooth and tight and so fucking good. “I’m going to move. You tell me if it’s too much.”

She bit her bottom lip.

She needed his mouth and to be held more firmly so they could fall apart deeply, thoroughly together.

“I’ve got you.” He claimed her lips and it was pure electricity, a jolt to his heart. Lenny’s throaty murmurs and her hand to the back of his head, an all-clear siren to his hips.

She had her second orgasm, right before his first. He knew by the shriek, the fingernails in his back, the way her body went rigid before going soft, and the heat, the heat of her shut his brain off until his own pleasure centered and sharpened and shuddered through him.

He rolled them to bring her on top, rather than crush her, and held her while they came back to themselves. “I’m going to want more of that,” he said, as Lenny tucked her face into his neck and rested her hand on his ecstatically happy heart.

“Yeah, I don’t know. It was okay.”

He spread an open palm on her rump, hoisting her slightly higher so they were face-to-face. He tucked her hair behind her ears. He loved to look at her, and now he didn’t have to veil his interest, tamp down his desire.

“You don’t know if that was great sex?”

She kissed him, all smiles. “If I tell you that was great sex, you’ll go all typical male, check that box, and lose interest in me.”

“I see. You have a strategy.”

“We need to last a whole weekend. I figure you need an incentive to keep trying.”

He shifted her again to straddle him, so she was able to feel his growing incentive.

“Oh.”

“Your strategy works. I knew you were clever.”

She rolled her hips. “I’m so pleased.”

If she kept doing that, they’d both be pleased. He helped her out by getting harder, giving her something to grind on and holding her hips when she sat up.

Bathed in shadows, moving above him, her body was a beautiful thing—sloping hips and a round belly, breasts that swayed with her movements. Impossible to imagine he’d ever grow tired of having her like this, but knowing this was a limited offer was another kind of shadow.

Lenny lay forward, put her hand to his face. “What just happened?”

He shook his head and smiled. No time for darkness. “We’re good.”

“We are so good.” She thrust her hips. “I hate you for how good.”

“Show me how much you hate me.”

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