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“Thirty.”

His brows pinched together but he dropped his arms from his chest and slouched a little in his chair.

“Fine, an hour.”

Chapter Fourteen

Sloane

“I don’t want to get out of bed until Monday morning,” I murmured as I kissed Ashley’s hair. Her head was on my chest while her naked body was snuggled up next to mine. We’d spent our Saturday so far alternating between having sex and napping.

It was pure fucking bliss.

We’d only gotten out of bed to eat breakfast, and later lunch. And again, when Ashley made deviled eggs and some dessert with cream cheese, whipped cream, and chocolate pudding.

I’d grumbled when she said she had to make food to take to Ryan’s and strongly suggested we stop and buy something on the way.

The mere idea had offended her.

But I was appeased when I ate her pussy on the counter while the eggs boiled.

Now we were back in bed, and I never wanted to leave.

She lifted her head to look at me.

“We have to. I promised your friends we’d be there. Plus, I know you want to spend time with Tank.”

Even the thought of seeing my dog wasn’t tempting enough to exit our love bubble.

“Maybe Ryan will bring Tank and food to us, so we don’t have to move.”

Ashley raked her nails across my stomach, planted a kiss on my chest, then rolled away.

“Come on, Marine. You’ve got people besides me who want to spend time with you.”

“But I like being naked with you,” I whined, reaching for her hand when she got up. “Come back to bed. It’s warm and cozy here.”

“It is warm and cozy,” she agreed as she stroked my hand but didn’t snuggle back next to me. “And I like being naked with you, too. But I can’t monopolize your time. Your friends would hate me.”

“They’d understand.”

She cocked her head. “But would they?”

My lips thinned and I sighed.

“No, probably not.”

She let go of my hand with a triumphant grin as I threw back the covers and was met with cold air. While I appreciated what the chilly temperature had done to her nipples, it wasn’t exactly accentuating my manhood, and I almost climbed back under the blanket.

Instead, I quickly moved toward the bathroom, calling over my shoulder, “We’re going straight to bed the minute we get back, though!” before closing the door.

After I finished using the facilities, I turned on the shower and opened the door while I let the water warm up, hoping she’d take that as an invitation.

She was still naked when she stood at the doorjamb, helping my cock in the size department.

“What did you say?”

“I said we’re going back to bed the minute we get home tonight.”

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