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He blinked, but answered quickly. “Probably. I bet she’s asleep.”
“In your room?”
“Probably the guest room. Why?”
I shrugged, heart kicking into gear. “If youneeda room, you could always share mine.”
Now he nodded, getting the full meaning of what I was saying.
“Well,” he replied, “shedoeshate the mattress in the guest room. So maybe she did sleep in mine.” His thumb moved again, sending sparks over every inch of me he touched.
“I think we’re just being nice.”
“I didn’t know we knew how to do that.”
Letting out a laugh, I got out of the truck, hoping he would follow to continue what we’d started.
To do what feltright.
22
CAIN
Strawberry Springs Neighborhood Watch
Mark Bell
My supply closet is NOT a make-out closet! Keep your kissin’ in your own places!
Comments:
Jade Clark: But I saw Mollie follow Cain there.
Kerry Winsor: NO.
Mark Bell: YES! Gimme my winnings!
Tammy Jane: DANG IT.
She was everywherethe second we were in her room. In my head. In my arms. In my mouth. She was relentless as she kissed me, just like she had been at the bar.
And I was hopelessly addicted to it.
Just feeling her wetness rush onto my hand when she’d orgasmed had almost made me come in my pants. Ididn’t know how I was going to last and make sure she was a fucking puddle on the floor before I let myself take anything from her.
Mollie dragged me to the bed, her hands once again fisted into my shirt. All that work in the fields had made her stronger than she realized, and I’d caught myself letting my eyes trace the subtle definition in her arms more times than I could count.
We fell onto the bed in a mess of limbs, her on top of me. She went to grab at my aching cock again, but I knew that was a recipe for disaster.
“Hang on,” I said. “Slow down.”
“Do you not want me to return the favor?” she asked, one eyebrow raised.
“Oh, I do. But I’m not done with you.”
“I already came earlier,” she said with a laugh. “I’m good.”
“You’re not just gonna begoodwhen you’re with me. Do you understand?”