“I love you too.” She laughed as I kissed under her ear and inhaled deeply.
“Sweetheart, I can smell Kayden on you,” I groaned, my dick twitching to life despite the sleep fog.
She chuckled. “We made out for a while—a long while. Do I taste like him too?”
I nuzzled into her neck. “This is really turning me on,” I confessed, pulling her against my aching dick. I brought my lips back to hers and swiped my tongue in her mouth. “You kind of do.”
She pressed her hips against mine and moaned softly. “Will you stay the night?”
I stroked her hair behind her ear and kissed her softly. “I’d love to, but what about Kaylee?”
“You’d have to sneak out pretty early. I just want to sleep next to you, please.”
“Of course I’ll stay,” I mumbled against her lips. “Should we move to your bed because this couch is not very big.”
“In a minute,” she said, rolling on top of me. She pulled her dress over her head and ground herself against my dick. “We fucked on this couch earlier; we can do it again now. Kayden and I hardcore made out, but that’s it, so I’m horny as hell.”
I chuckled. “By all means, use my dick to get yourself off, sweetheart. You want me to call him and show him what he did to you?”
She groaned at the idea as she rubbed herself against me. “He knows. When I got out of the car, he suggested I tell you to finish what he started.”
“God, you two make my dick hard all the time,” I said. Her face morphed in pleasure as she rubbed herself back and forth on my dick. Clearly, she wasn’t exaggerating about the state she’d finished that date in. I brought her lips to mine and kissed her before whispering, “Are you just going to dry hump me?”
“You told me to use you. This is what I want.” She inhaled sharply. “Will you finish this way?”
I groaned. “I want to tell you no, because it makes me feel ridiculous. But yeah, if you keep doing that and making those tiny moans, I’m going to come in my pants for you, sweetheart.”
“Move me,” she said breathlessly. “Take control and get us both off.”
I gripped her hips and pressed my dick up into her core as I moved her hips back and forth against me vigorously.
“Oh, wow,” she said a few minutes later, burying her head in my shoulder. “I’m going to come.” Her body tensed and her sounds of muffled pleasure against my neck had my balls bursting and come shooting inside my underwear.
“Fucking hell,” I groaned, catching my breath. “This is becoming a habit.”
She looked at me curiously and laughed. “Would you like to borrow sweatpants?”
“Yes, please,” I said. “This is the one and only thing you’re not allowed to tell Kayden.”
“Why?” she asked, pulling me up with her. She grabbed her dress off the floor as we walked to the bedroom.
“He’ll be way too satisfied that this happened again,” I said with a shake of my head.
She stopped walking just inside of her bedroom and raised one eyebrow. “You know I’m going to make a point to tell him now and ask about theagainin that statement, right?” she said with a laugh.
“I imagine you will both derive great satisfaction from the exchange of information.”
She tossed me a pair of joggers and I stepped into her ensuite bathroom to clean up, watching as she changed into leggings and a T-shirt next to me. The sight was so domestic, so natural; like we’d had sex and gotten ready for bed together a hundred times before rather than this being our first experience.
She giggled and lunged for her phone when I walked into the bedroom in my T-shirt and her joggers that barely came past my knees. “This we need to show Kayden.”
She snapped a picture and quickly typed out a text.
We both crawled into bed, and I pulled her against my chest, already feeling sleepy again.
A minute later her phone dinged, and she laughed as she looked at it, exchanging another round of texts before holding it up for me to read.
Olivia:I suspect when he borrows clothes at your place, he doesn’t look this ridiculous, so I had to share. Also, I had a great time tonight, Kayden.
