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The second I finish coming,I’m turning the water off, hurriedly drying myself before wrapping it around my waist. My only goal is to get to Leena, worried she’ll shy away after what we did. Imagine my surprise when I pull her into my arms, and her lips find mine, legs wrapping around my waist, hoisting herself until my hands are cupping her ass. It takes every ounce of strength I possess not to take it further. Instead, I walk us towards the bed, not a much better place by any stretch of the imagination, and set her in my lap.

“You okay?” I ask in between breaths, our lips never leaving one another’s until we’re breathless.

“God, yes, that was so hot, like unbelievably so.” Her eyes are shining brightly. There’s a glaze to them, one that speaks volumes about how she handled that scene, and fuck if I don’t like the happiness floating around her.

“Glad to hear it. That’s not what I expected to happen today, but I’m not going to complain. You’re gorgeous all the time, but damn, when you fall apart for me, Leena, fuck, you’re spectacular.” My nose nudges hers, my lips kissing hers briefly.

“Me? Um, excuse me, sir. Have you looked at yourself lately? The way you breathed my name, it had me coming again.” She pulls away, pointing between the two of us, until one of my hands palms the back of her head, bringing her closer until my forehead touches hers. I’m trying to control myself, attempting to stay steady, instead of ripping our clothes off and tasting how she comes instead of hearing it, feeling it ripple around me. Fuck, but what this woman is doing, it’s like she’s got voodoo magic swirling around her, making me consumed by her presence.

“Twice?” I’m a glutton for punishment, that’s for sure, especially asking that question. It has me wondering if I could get her off with my mouth on her tits, twisting and pulling on them, my tongue lapping at the skin around her nipples, not sucking on them until she’s begging me for more.

“You couldn’t tell?” Leena answers my question with a question, looking surprised that I had no idea while I was busy coming myself that it sent her into another orgasm.

“Not sure you should be telling me this. It’ll only make me want you more,” I grumble, looking down at the V between her spread thighs. My cock twitches, and when she moves closer, it’s my hands on her hips holding her at bay. If she gets any closer, I’ll be taking her with my mouth between those shapely thighs of hers, not stopping until she can’t take any more.

“Maybe next time.” She loosens her hold on my shoulders. My hands leave her hips, and she stands up.

“Fuck yeah. Alright, I’m going to put some clothes on, feed us, and then we’ll go sightseeing for the day.” The groceries were delivered and put away while I was out on my run.

“I wasn’t sure what we were doing for the day. Do I need to change or grab anything else?” She covers herself.

“Nope, you’re good. I figure we’ll take the Jeep out, drive around, see what there is, maybe find some water, a good bar, and food.” The grumbling of her stomach echoes in the room. “Clearly, I’ll be feeding you first.”

“You did mention breakfast, so I didn’t eat. I’m kind of running on caffeine alone at the moment.” I watch as she walks towards the open door. “How about I find us something to eat, and then we’ll head out?”

“Sounds good. The fridge should be full.” I don’t stand up, waiting for her to leave.

“Okay.” She glances in my direction one last time before she leaves. I’m not moving, not fucking yet, not with a cock that won’t back the fuck down whenever she’s around.

“Fuck.” My back hits the mattress, and I take a few deep breaths in an attempt to get my shit together, if that’s even possible.


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