I opened my eyes to his cocky grin, not a sight I got to see often, though he’d definitely earned it in this case. “You’re beautiful when you come, but nothing beats hearing my name on your lips when you tighten around me.” “I can think of something.” To illustrate my point, I reached between us to grip his rock-hard shaft, spreading a drop of liquid across the tip with my thumb. “Bed,” he grunted, hauling me away from the wall and carrying me into my room. Another slammed door, and seconds later, my back hit the mattress. Pillows and my stuffed llama bounced onto my face from the force. I
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