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She pouts for a second while she places a hand on my cheek. “True. I don’t ever see a day where I don’t feel needy for your touch.”

“Good answer,” I tell her as I pick up the pace again.

She smiles like she won. But I’m okay with her believing it.

I flip her onto her stomach and pull her up to her knees, entering her once again in one hard thrust. My hips piston back and forth, her face turned to the side, her hands gripping the pillow under her head. I reach around her and rub on the spot I know will tip her over the edge. It’s a sight—and sensation—I plan to experience thousands of times in the future. Not a bad way to start my day, either.

I feel her explode around me, but I’m still not finished with her yet. I roll onto my back, turning her around so she’s on top and facing me, hoping I can give her one more hard orgasm.

“You like riding me, baby?” I ask her, voice rough.

“God yes,” she grunts, placing her hands behind her on my legs to get a different angle. We groan in unison when I feel myself hit the spot so deep inside her, triggering a quiver in her stomach. I grip her legs, my thumbs pressing into her skin while my fingers dig into her ass.

“Ahh!” she screams out so loud I hear Rocky let out a bark, reminding me how grateful I am I own my own home and we don’t have to worry about thin walls around us.

She grinds her hips against me, still leaning back and I reach up, tweaking a nipple and causing her to cry out again. “So… close…” she whimpers.

I drag a calloused hand down her nipple and the friction causes her to reach her peak, my own release following close behind.

She collapses on top of me, both of us breathing heavily, my hand splaying over her back. She kisses the crook of my neck and I shudder through the last of my release.

“Best wake up ever,” she pants.

“Yeah, I vote we start every day the same way.”

“Mm hmm.”

“Ready for a shower?”

“Yeah. I need to get home and change, too.”

“That’d be good. I don’t need you wearing that dress to practice today. Pretty sure you’d be even more of a distraction for my boys.”

She giggles and slaps me lightly, groaning as she gets up and moves off me. I groan, too. Not because of being sore but because I liked her body surrounding mine. I’ve never wanted to skip work a day in my life, but right now I wouldn’t be sad to call it a day and just stay in bed worshiping her body.

For the rest of our lives.

“Ineed totalk to you, man,” Drew says in a hushed voice, face so close to mine I feel his hot breath on my cheek.

I jerk away and look at Drew out of the corner of my eye. “Are we dating? What the hell is wrong with you?”

“I really need to talk to you.”

“You said that already.”

“Well it’s important!”

I cross my arms over my chest and regard him. We talk daily, and obviously this isn’t the first time he’s ever let me know he needed to tell me something but this is clearly… bigger. “Okay, I’ll bite. What’s going on?”

He nods his head for me to follow him and I sigh, catching Bri’s eye as she talks to one of my trainers. I wink, and she smiles, her dimples popping. I stare at her, the realization hitting me in the chest once again that she’s back.

I wonder if I’ll ever get used to it. A big part of me hopes not. Falling in love all over again is the most amazing feeling in the world.

“Enough star gazing, buddy. We got serious shit happening.”

“Oh, for shit’s sake. What’s wrong?”

“Kennedy.”

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