CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

My cheeks are rosy, and my body is calm after a two-hour sex marathon. I'm still undressed and lying on his bed, wishing I could remain here forever. He pulls me back down when I get up to think about going.

He whimpers, "No, don't leave."

They've probably been wondering where I've been for a long time.

As he tries to hush me with a kiss on the lips, I playfully fend him off. I repeat, "I need to leave," and try to get out of his bed.

He gets to his feet and watches me get ready. "So, what are we going to do?" The question comes from his lips.

I shriek as he quickly grabs my arse and pulls me on top of him as. I slide back onto his bed in my underwear and kiss his lips while hovering over him on all fours. I can smell the perspiration from his morning shift and our afternoon workout together while our faces are so near together. My fingers follow the contour of his powerful jaw and lips, and he opens his mouth to continue but then stops and closes them again at my touch.

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