I chuckled and headed for the bathroom. Her apartment was a slightly smaller copy of ours, with each room having an en suite. I tossed the condom, washed my hands, and flipped on the hot water in the shower. Chloe may have been singing my praises, but she would probably be sore. The heat would help. When I returned to the bedroom, she hadn’t moved from her face down position sprawled diagonally across the mattress. I sat next to her, trailing my fingertips down her spine. “Come get clean with me before we get dirty again.” I watched the subtle movements of her back as she flopped over, then I
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