Page 26 of A Very Grumpy Neighbor

“Hmm.”

“You don’t like it?”

“Didn’t say that.”

A bead of sweat drips down his forehead. “Can I move?”

“Yeah.”

Meyer pulls out of me slowly and eases back in. Nerve endings spark to life deep inside me. I cling to him as he starts a leisurely pace, letting me get accustomed to his rhythm. It doesn’t take long before I’m moving with him, meeting his thrusts.

“So good,” I whimper.

Meyer nods tightly, his expression strained as we move together. I wrap my legs around his waist, taking him deeper, and his eyes screw tight.

“Fuck, I’m going to bust already,” he growls.

“Inside me?”

He glares down at me. “You’re not helping.”

“Sorry. Do you not like dirty talk?”

“Jade!”

I smirk. “You feel so good. So big and hard and OH!”

He thrustshardas he kisses me, hitting some glorious spot inside me that has me seeing stars.

“Meyer,” I sob against his lips as he pounds into me harder.

My nails dig into his shoulders, and I rip my mouth from his as I come, screaming his name. My body locks up as pleasure washes over me.

“Sugar! Fuck!” Meyer shouts against my flushed skin. A second later, he comes inside me.

“Oomph!” I grunt as Meyer’s full weight comes down on me.

He quickly rolls onto his side. “Sorry.”

“S’okay,” I murmur.

I smile as he brushes my hair out of my eyes. My gaze snags on the scar on his shoulder where he was shot. My heart kicks against my ribs, and before I can think it through, I lean forward and press a soft kiss to the scar.

He watches me as I lean against the pillow.

“Is it always like that?” I ask as he pulls me against him and tosses the covers over us.

“No,” he says softly.

“Have you, uh, been with a lot of people?”

He shakes his head. “No.”

“How many?”

“One.”

“So, I’m number two.”

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