“My right or yours?”Knox wanted to know.Since they’d be doing the rolling, Chloe just concentrated on breathing.
“Yours,” Jesse said.“On the count of three.”
They counted it out, then rolled, somewhat ungainly, Jesse’s softening dick slipping out of her on the way.
“Oops,” he said and flopped to the mattress.“I’ll get that in a minute.”
She waved a hand, then let it fall to the bed and just lay there, dripping sweat, dripping lube.Dripping come.“Whatever.”
“I have to deal with the condom,” Knox said.
“Right.”She wasn’t so fond of this part, when the heat of lust had cooled and things felt way less sexy, but like the prep, it was part of the price of doing business.“I’m ready.”
He eased out of her, using voice and hands to soothe, and rolled off the bed.“I’ll bring back a washcloth.”
“Bring two,” Jesse mumbled, his eyes already closed.
“Don’t fall asleep,” she warned him.“It’s your turn to change the sheets.”
He yawned.“You’re not even sleeping over tonight, so what do you care?”
“I’m going to take a nap, and I don’t want to sleep in the wet spot.”
“I’m taking a nap too, and I don’t mind the wet spot.”
“You’re weird,” she decided.
“He is,” Knox agreed, the mattress giving when he settled back in behind her.He passed a cloth over her to Jesse, then warned, “It’s going to be cool.”
She hummed with pleasure as he cleaned her up.“Feels great.”
“Why aren’t you sleeping over tonight again?”Knox wanted to know.
She rolled over onto her back to smile at him.“Because it’s Bailey’s birthday tomorrow.”
“Oh, right.”Amused, he turned the cloth over and swiped it down her chest, between her breasts.“The birthday wish tradition.”
“Hey, don’t knock it.”Swiping the damp cloth over his groin, Jesse flashed them a grin.“It got us here, didn’t it?”
“I guess it did, though I think we’d have ended up here anyway.”Knox set the cloth aside, then lay down beside Chloe.
“Do you believe that?”she asked him.
He smiled.“Absolutely.Jesse?”
“What?”
“Do you think we’d have gotten here without Chloe’s birthday wish?”
“Sure.”Jesse set his cloth aside and flopped down.“Might not have been as fun, though.”
“It has been fun,” Chloe agreed, then winced.“Well, most of it.”
“Your mom’s come a long way,” Knox said soothingly.
Chloe rolled her eyes.“If you consider not calling you ‘those two gigolos’ at Memorial Day the way she did at Easter a long way, then I guess she has.”
“At this rate, she might actually call us by name at Thanksgiving,” Jesse mused.
