Page 65 of Marvelous

Then I asked, “How about bathroom sex?”

And when she wiggled her bottom into my cock... I stared into her eyes through the mirror as I lined my cock to her entrance and slammed inside.

When she rammed that perfect ass of hers back into me. I smiled.

Then I gripped her hips and drove home.

She rammed back into me, causing me to have to steel my frame, and it was worth it.

Watching her face as she came around my cock. Fucking perfection.

***

We were lying in bed after cleaning up.

My fingers were working their way through her hair when I felt her body soften into mine.

I pressed a kiss on the top of her head, “Night, Cupcake.”

She smiled. “Night, Alec.”

And for the first time in as long as I could remember... not a single nightmare made itself known.

***

After I set a plate of pancakes down in front of her with chocolate chips in them, I pressed a kiss on her lips and said, “Thank you for last night, Cupcake.”

She smiled, then winked, “Thank you back.”

“I wasn’t your first. But I aim to be your last. But for me, you were one of my firsts.”

She tilted her head to the side, “How so?”

“Never slept with a woman in the same bed before,” I told her.

Her eyes misted, and then her face softened, “I haven’t done that with anyone but Bronson.”

A little flare of jealousy flared up, and I growled, “Don’t make a habit of it.”

She laughed right in my face.

This fucking woman.

I sat down beside her with my own plate of pancakes and settled my hand on her thigh.

I had just placed the breakfast dishes in the dishwasher when I caught it.

“Sore?” I asked.

She narrowed her eyes at me.

I grinned, then moved to the medicine cabinet in the kitchen and shook out two Tylenol, and then I handed them to her.

After she swallowed them down with a sip of orange juice, I asked, “Was it worth it?”

“Coming four times? Abso-fucking-lutely.”

I grinned.