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“Want you,” she moaned. “Now.” Her fingers dug into his flesh, bringing him the rest of the way home.
For a long moment, he didn’t move, allowing her channel to stretch and accommodate his girth.
She filled her lungs several times and then tightened her grip on his hips, easing him out and then back in again. With each stroke, she increased the speed until he took over, thrusting again and again.
Breely wrapped her legs around his waist, rode him to the edge and shot to the stars, her body radiating the heat of the sun like a solar flare.
Moe’s muscles tensed, and his breathing grew more ragged by the second. He thrust again, driving deep and hard, sheathing himself all the way to the hilt. He came in the throes of Breely’s second orgasm, his hips rocking gently, milking every last bit of his release.
Breely collapsed against the pillow and closed her eyes.
Moe’s body slackened, the tension easing. He dropped down on Breely, his naked chest crushing her breasts. Then he rolled her with him to their sides and held her cradled in his arms.
“Wow,” Breely whispered. “Is it always this intense?”
He chuckled. “If you’re doing it right and feeling it.”
“Oh, I think we were doing it right.” She drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “And I was feeling everything.” Breely yawned. “Are we going to make it through all those condoms?”
He brushed his lips across her forehead. “Maybe not tonight.”
“Will there be another time?” she asked, her thoughts and voice fading. She couldn’t keep her eyes open.
“It’s a distinct possibility.” Moe brushed a strand of her hair back from her forehead, his touch gentle.
She covered her yawn. “Do I have to ask again?”
“Always, sweetheart.”
“Moe,” she said.
“Yes, Breely.” He studied her face in the dimming light.
“Will you make love to me?” She smothered another yawn. “Not now. Later today.”
He chuckled. “Sleep, sweetheart.”
“Will you be here when I wake?”
“Yes,” he said. “I promise.”
Her eyes opened, and she stared up into his face, a frown denting her brow. “You didn’t answer when I asked.” Her frown deepened. “Did I not satisfy you enough?”
“Oh, babe…” He pulled her into his embrace and rested his cheek against her temple. “You were amazing and satisfied me, for now.”
“Only for now?”
“Babe, I don’t think I could ever get enough of you.”
“You won’t wake up in the morning with regrets?”
“Only one,” he said and kissed the tip of her nose. “That the night was too short.”
Chapter 7
Moe lay half awake, mostly asleep, with Breely’s warm, naked body spooned against his. He knew he should get up and get moving, but he liked where he was with the redhead in his arms.
Sunlight peaked around the edges of the blackout curtains he’d drawn the night before. He turned his head toward the clock on the nightstand.
