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CHAPTER23

Levi

Jules is sleeping peacefullyin my arms. It’s already seven in the morning, but I can’t find it in me to wake her up. Truth be told, I’m relishing this moment. It’s been such a long time since I slept with a woman, I forgot how good it was.

A cascade of long hair fans across my chest. In the morning sun, the honey-blonde color is almost golden. I brush my fingers along her arm, flashing back to our many, many hot as fuck trysts since she boldly wrapped her lips around my cock in my SUV.

Damn.

My cock swells as she stirs beside me, sliding one leg in between mine as she cuddles even closer.

Great.

Now, her warm, damp pussy rubs against my thigh.

I’m doomed.

A lazy hand caresses down my stomach and settles against my hipbone, making my cock swell even more.

I adjust myself, but it does little to bring me salvation.

My sleeping beauty groans, making things worse for me.

Fucking her would solve my problem, but that might be pushing the envelope. She’ll need a few hours to recover from our sex marathon. I worked her hard throughout the night. It’s her fault. She told me I couldn’t make her come more than three times in one night. Challenge accepted.

Jules cracks an eyelid open. “What’s that?” she asks in a sleepy voice, her fingers trailing up my cock.

“Morning wood,” I deadpan.

“Is your girlfriend expected to do something about it?”

Fucking tease.

I shift my hand from where it’s resting on her shoulder and stroke a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. Her mane is wild, like a woman well fucked and fully satiated. “Since you’re here... we might as well put your mouth to good use.”

She swats my stomach.

“I mean, I’d love for my girlfriend to take care of my morning wood,” I correct.

“You’re lucky I’m agreeable,” she sasses.

“You don’t have to beat around the bush if you want my cock. You can be upfront about it.”

She rolls her eyes.

I untangle myself from her, reaching to the nightstand where there are only a couple condoms left. I’m just about to tear one open with my teeth, when a voice shouts from downstairs.

“Hey, Levi! You still in bed, you lazy bum?”

“Shit,” I grumble, dropping the condom like it’s on fire.

“Who is it?” Jules whisper shouts.

“My brother,” I tell her.

“And he just let himself in?” Jules is now whisper hissing.

“He has a key,” I explain.