Page 73 of By Invitation Only

Ropes of cum landed on her belly, her chest, her tits.

“Fuck,” I groaned.

Her body jerked, and she followed my groan with a moan that sounded so deep in her throat that I was sure it started in her pussy and worked its way up.

I rolled to my back, about to pass the fuck out. “I really didn’t come here for any of this.” I wasn’t sure why I kept telling her that my motives were pure, but they were.

“I’m not complaining.”

I rolled onto my side, took her mouth between my fingers and kissed her. “I’d help you clean up, but I don’t think my feet will work right now.”

I heard her chuckle in the dark. “I’ll be right back. Go to sleep.” She kissed me and then rolled out of bed.

I listened to water run as sleep starting to overtake me. Just as I was beginning to drift off, the bed dipped, and her naked arse moved back so it was against my cock.

Right where it belonged.

I’d sworn I’d just fallen asleep when my alarm blared. Peyton shot up next to me, and I fumbled for my phone to shut it off.

“Okay. We seriously need to fix that. One of these mornings, I’m going to have a heart attack.”

I laughed. “Go back to sleep, beautiful.”

“You’re really leaving?”

I kissed her shoulder. “Yeah. Once again I didn’t bring my suit for work, and I need to hit the gym.”

She sighed. “Maybe this weekend you can bring clothes over so you can stay in bed longer and keep me warm.”

I smiled. “I’ll put extra clothes in my car when I go home.”

“Okay,” she replied sleepily.

“I’ll call you later.”

“Hmm…”

I kissed her bare shoulder again and rolled out of bed. It was still dark, but if I didn’t keep my workouts up, I wouldn’t have the stamina I needed to get me through the next few months. It was crazy to think that less sleep would give me more energy, but it was true. Sure I would need to get more sleep tonight, but having the blood pump through my veins as I ran and lifted weights gave me a shit ton of energy.

Plus, I needed to work off that plate of spaghetti.

“How about we go to dinner tonight?” I suggested after Peyton woke me Friday morning. We’d come to the decision that her alarm would go off and then she’d wake me. I hated waking her in the first place, but it was either her jolting up in bed, or her kissing me awake. Of course, I chose the latter. And no matter how tired I was, hearing her voice first thing was worth waking up for.

“I can’t.”

My body stilled. I wasn’t expecting that response. “We’ll go somewhere no one knows us.”

“It’s not that. Every Friday after work, Lorelei and I go to Rick’s on—”

“I know the place. I’ll come back here when I leave work tonight. Tomorrow we’ll sleep in and spend the weekend together.”

“You don’t have to go to the gym tomorrow or Sunday?”

“I do,” I corrected. “But I don’t need to go early.”

“Oh. Okay. I’ll meet you back here.”

“Go back to sleep, beautiful.”