Poe bucks and arches through another powerful orgasm, then melts back into the bed, his head lolling to the side.
“How do you keep on giving better and better orgasms?”
I laugh, pushing the hair off his sweaty forehead. “If you want to give me credit for what the universe is doing, fine. But we both know that whatever this is, it’s bigger than either of us.”
He rolls his head to the side, eyeballing me. “Looks likesomeoneis giving in to the magic of mating.”
“Shut up,” I grumble, heat rising on my cheeks.
“Hey.” He awkwardly rolls over before straddling my lap, coming in for a sweet kiss. “I heard what you said yesterday. It makes sense. The timing on this seems all off, but maybe it’s actually perfect.”
“I dunno.” I laugh ruefully. “Ask me again in a month.”
Rubbing my chest, he leans forward, briefly pressing his lips to mine. “Maybe between fucking each other’s brains out today—which I sincerely hope is the plan—we can get to know each other.”
I press in for another kiss as a thought occurs to me. “That sounds good. Do we need to go to your shop?”
He groans and buries his face in my neck. “I am losing so much cash keeping the shop closed like this.”
I wrap my arms around him, secretly thrilled when he melts against me. “Do you have an employee who can take over for a few days?”
He shakes his head. “The business does well, but I haven’t quite made the leap to boss.”
“So you’ve been doing this all on your own?”
He nods. “I’d love to stay open past midday, if not into the evening, but I’m not there yet.”
“What time does your shop usually open?”
He disentangles himself from my arms and reaches for his phone. “In about twenty minutes.”
I pull him back against my chest, feeling pride when he presses his face into my neck. “Let’s suck each other off one more time, then see if we can make it work.”
“How?” he asks, rubbing his erection against mine.
“We’ll try to get through the morning rush, then slip upstairs for a little relief. If that works, we’ll go from there.”
Poe laughs. “Alright then, lover. Lie back. It’s about to get messy.”
We get to the shop right as a pelican shifter pulls in.
“I wasn’t sure if you'd be open today,” she says, biting back a smile.
“We are certainly going to try,” I admit, grinning.
Poe smacks my belly. “What do you mean,we?”
“How do you think I put myself through college?” I asked, pecking his nose. “I know my way around an espresso machine.”
Our customer sits at one of the tables with a bemused expression while Poe and I get things ready. We fire up the espresso machine right as the breakfast taco lady shows up.
“You got any more of those venison tacos?”
She smirks. “Doubled up on them for you.”
“Good woman,” I say, grabbing the box from her.
Before we know it, people start walking in. Lots of people, actually.
