I snuggled close, my cheek to his chest and my arm around his waist. “Wow.”
He settled his hand to my butt. “Fuck, yeah, wow.”
“I think it goes without saying, but I really, really love fucking you.”
“Same.”
I settled my chin in my hand and met his eyes. “I’m going to expect an orgasm every day.”
“How about six?”
I grinned. “Even better.”
“Be right back.” He stepped into the bathroom, then returned with a warm, wet washcloth to clean me up. Chucking it into the corner of the room, he slid back into bed and pulled me over him again.
I sighed. “I need to study.”
He scrunched up his face in horror. “Now?”
“Well, no, not right at this instant.”
He gave me a squeeze. “You’ll have plenty of time to study, baby. Promise. I have three flights next week, plus club shit.”
“Did you ever think to go to firefighter school?”
He chuckled. “Firefighter school?”
I slapped his chest. “Academy. Whatever. You were always flipflopping between flying and being all ‘let me jump into some fire somewhere.’”
“I kind of did both.”
“You did?”
He nodded. “I did some basic firefighting training but focused on putting wildfires out with the helo.”
“How does that work?”
“We grab water from backyard pools and drop it on the fires.”
“No way, really?”
“Yep.”
“That’s so cool.”
“Yeah. I don’t like that it’s necessary, but when it is, it’s pretty fuckin’ cool.”
I kissed his chest. “Let’s hope you never have to do it.”
He reached out and rapped his knuckles on the nightstand. “Knock on wood.”
I ran my finger over his chin. “I’m really glad you’ve been able to live your dream, honey.”
“Me too, baby. Now we’re gonna get you to yours.”
“That sounds perfect,” I whispered, kissing him. “Now. Did you happen to stock the freezer?”
“I sure did. You stay here, I’ll get the ice cream.”
