She laughed and flicked her tongue over the sweat-slick skin of his neck until she found his ear to bite.
“Hey, I’ve already been plenty abused here.” She tightened her muscles around him and he hissed. “Dirty pool.”
He was still inside her. Her body quaked with tiny aftershocks.
“Fuck, Darcy.”
“It wasn’t my fault this time.” He shifted inside her and she groaned. “Not helping.”
He nipped her shoulder and grinned down at her.
“You laugh, but I’m not going to be able to walk tomorrow. Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Blackstone, I had sex all night, but it’s so nice to see you again. Let me hobble over to my section and show you how ready we are for Black Friday.”
He dropped a kiss on her mouth, his dark eyes so full of happiness it stalled her breath. “All our neighbors certainly know, so they may as well too.”
She groaned out a half laugh. “That’s not funny.”
Turning his lips into her neck, he kissed down to her shoulder. “I loved hearing you scream for me.” He levered himself up on his forearms, his hips still pinning her to the bed.
He rotated once and her eyes popped open. “You are not…”
“What?” He looked down at her. “Not getting hard again?”
She could feel her face flaming. He was so open and sexual and she…well, she definitely wasn’t. “Ben. I can’t.”
“God, you’re adorable.”
“Get off me.”
He laughed and rolled off her, both of them groaning when their skin peeled apart. “Shower.”
She threw her arm over her eyes. Exhaustion couldn’t quite dispel the afterglow. Tomorrow would be soon enough to put herself back together. “That requires walking.”
He hopped off the bed and she cracked an eye at him. “How can you be so energetic? You were dead just a minute ago.”
“Sex energizes me.”
She groaned and rolled onto her stomach. “This is never going to work out.”
He popped her on the butt.
“Hey!”
“Sure it will. I
’m more than willing to crawl right back into this bed with you after we have a shower. My energy only lasts about ten minutes.”
She groaned. “No, you go.”
He crouched in front of her. “Don’t make me carry you.”
“You wouldn’t.” She wasn’t a tiny girl. The man was all talk.
He dragged her arm over his shoulder and hauled her forward, cupping his arm under knees.
“Ben!”
He swung her out of the bed and across the room before she could squeak out a protest. The fact that he didn’t grunt or even stagger under her weight left her breathless all over again. He set her down next to his wide glass shower that mirrored hers. Being nearly six feet tall left baths out of her budget so she’d opted for ultra-large showers in her duplex plan.