He smiled and did as ordered. “Do I pass muster? Do I get another go at unicorn pussy?”
“So I’m a unicorn?”
“You’re pretty but deadly with that figurative horn.”
“I was horny. You wore it out of me.”
He tugged the covers out from under her to cover her up, pausing. “You’re done?”
She scoffed. “No way. For now, yeah. But I need more than one big O to feel complete.”
“Whew. Had me worried there.” He slid next to her and leaned up on one elbow, staring into her eyes. “We really did this. Had sex.”
“Fucked like cheap whores,” she added.
“Nothing cheap about me. But I’m not sure about you.”
“Hey.”
He rolled her on top of him and grinned. “Man, you feel good, Marlie. Under me, over me, around me.” He drew her down for another kiss, this one gentler but no less stimulating. “Just a little time to recover and then we’ll go for round two.”
“To keep track, are we now down to your last favor? First one for the hot sex, second for round two that’s coming up.”
“Ha. You wish. Sexing you up again is a favor I’m doing for you. You still owe me two more.”
“Is that right?”
“Yep. I brought a lot of condoms with me to take care of favor number one.”
“Nice.” She leaned over the bed to tug open a drawer in her nightstand. “I bought a box too.” An unopened box that made his smile widen.
He smiled. “Great minds think alike.”
CHAPTER 20
Damon couldn’t get over how well he and Marlie fit together. Though it had been a while for him, sex with Marlie topped every other memory, obliterating everyone but the gently snoring autocrat from his mind.
A few hours had passed. He’d unintentionally dozed with her in his arms.
Waking up with her like this… He couldn’t explain, even to himself, how he could know he’d found his future. But he felt it.
He wished he could turn off his brain and just think with his dick. But the sex put him even more in love with the blasted woman. And she wanted nothing but fun from him.
Well, he’d show her exactly how fun he could be. They’d only used one condom. A travesty.
Time to wake his little unicorn up and show her he was better than a one-hit wonder.
Though he felt proud that he’d made her come alive. Pun intended.
He tried to get out from under her, but the woman clung to him like a burr. She put out a lot of heat too. Even better, she tucked perfectly into his embrace. Not too small or too large. Since he was pretty damn big, he was shocked to find they fit in her queen-sized bed without a problem. Probably because she was on top of him. But still.
“Marlie,” he whispered and kissed the top of her head. Stroking the soft strands of her hair, feeling the eased tension in her frame. They’d fallen asleep with her sidelight still on, so the room remained dim but visible.
A glance around, one he hadn’t taken earlier, showed the same neatness and simple aesthetic filled with bold colors, like the rest of the house. Everything had its place. Except for what he’d seen of her closet. A glimpse earlier had told him there might be a bit of a mess in there.
That relieved him. No one should ever be this clean.
No. A woman like Marlie should be dirty. So dirty…
