Page 59 of Must Love Dogs… and Hockey

“Amazing…” Her voice is a bare breath, her eyes squeezed shut. My fingers moving on her, pressure builds inside me, hot and hard, but I’m holding off…Christ, it’s so hard, my orgasm building, my spine tensing…then she lets out a wail, turning her mouth into the pillow to stop the sound, her body taut beneath me, her pussy ripping around me. And I let go, with three fast thrusts, ecstasy erupting and spilling into her in hard, hot pulses.

I collapse over her, trying to take my weight on my elbows, my heart hammering in my chest hard enough that she probably feels it too. I inhale the scent of her hair, trying to slow my breathing. “Jesus.”

“I can’t believe I came again that soon,” she pants.

“I can’t believe I came thathardagain that soon.”

“Don’t be offended, but I’m probably gonna fall asleep.”

I huff out a laugh. “That good, huh?”

She lifts her ass against my groin. “Don’t get all cocky. I always fall asleep after an orgasm.”

I kiss her shoulder, then ease slowly out of her, reaching down to hold the condom in place. After another trip to the bathroom, I find her buried under the bed covers and I slide under them next to her. I hope it’s okay.

She’s already asleep.

I smile as I tuck her against me. I could use some sleep too, my body contented and lax, my mind muddled and happy. Sex is awesome. And sex with Lilly is…fawesome. That’s fucking awesome.

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The morning after. Should I stay or should I go? Jesus. Could I come up with any more song titles? How about “One Awkward Morning” with apologies to Casting Crowns? “Danger Zone.” “Send Me on My Way” by Rusted Root.

“What are you smiling about?”

I turn in bed to survey Lilly. “You’re awake.”

“I am.”

We lie on our sides, looking at each other. I reach out to smooth her hair, which is a tangled mess but still gorgeous. Her face is soft and pretty. Is that a hint of beard burn on her chin? Yikes. “I was telling myself jokes.”

Her smile broadens. “Do you do that often?”

“Actually, no.”

“Are you going to share?”

I touch my fingertips to the patch of pink skin on her jaw. “I was thinking about which song most accurately describes this moment.”

She bites her lip. “Oh. And that made you laugh?”

“Well, one of the songs was ‘Send Me on My Way’ by Rusted Root.”

Her smile fades. “Is that what you want me to do?”

“No.” I rub my thumb over her abused bottom lip. “Another was ‘Should I Stay or Should I Go.’ You tell me.”

Her eyelids lower. “Can you stay?”

“We have a day off today, so yeah.”

The smile creeps back over her mouth. “Okay, then. Stay.”

My mouth is hovering over hers and…Otis jumps on the bed and barks at us.

I heave a sigh. “Damn, dude. Very bad timing.”

Lilly laughs softly. “He needs to go out.”

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