Page 47 of Jacqueline's Quest

He shrugged. “What? Your pussy is primo stuff. Hot, tight and so fucking juicy. Just thinking about it gets me hard.”

She sat back a bit. “Even now?”

“Semi,” he said. “Two good orgasms back to back and I need a moment to recharge.”

“You’re such a guy,” she said snuggling back against his chest.

“I guess I’ll take the compliment.”

She laughed. “Yo—”

A cry of ecstasy had them both glancing at their door. "Well, I guess someone is having fun."

She drew her bottom lip between her teeth. “Think it’s our fault?”

Murray shrugged. “I wouldn’t necessarily call it our fault. Maybe we helped them out. Gave them the right motivation to bang out their frustrations.”

“Perhaps.” She nodded.

“I should get cleaned up.” She slipped from his lap and he caught a peek of his cum slipping down the inside of her thigh.

“Wait.” He grabbed her arm and pulled her back to him. “I think I’ve rested enough.”

“Seriously?”

He motioned to his groin. “Come here.”

“You’re insatiable.”

"Yeah." He took her to the mattress and hovered over her. "It's one of my best qualities. Besides hacking computers and oral sex." He kissed her, nudging her legs apart. "I also plan to spend as much time as you'll let me, eating your pussy."

She moaned. “Well, what are you waiting for? Get to work.”

He grinned then filled her with one thrust. “Yes, Ma’am.”

Murray stood at the coffee pot pouring himself a cup a coffee when the soft tip-tap of footfalls caught his attention. He glanced toward the entrance of the kitchen and grinned. AJ wore one of Thomas' shirts if he had to guess, the one he'd worn the day before. Her hair was sleep tousled and she wore the just-been-fucked-thoroughly, guilty look. It was adorable on her, especially after everything he and Jaqueline heard the night before. He chuckled to himself. The filthy bastard had AJ screaming for him.

You’ve got a lot of room to talk.True. Fucking Jaqueline had been the best/worst mistake of his life. He knew the minute he met her, it would be hot and burn fast. What he didn’t expect was the feeling baggage that came with it. Any other situation, he’d have jumped on it. She was the perfect submissive for him. So fucking sweet she melted on his tongue, and she had a steel backbone. She could follow him into the worse fight and come out on the other side with him.

But Hannah was the priority for him.

"Morning," she murmured going to the fridge.

“Morning. Sleep well?” He cocked a brow.

AJ lifted her head out of the fridge. Her cheeks were pink, and her eyes were wide. “Yeah. You know. New places. So many different sounds.”

“Right.” He smirked.

She went to the table with the carton of milk and the cup of coffee she’d carried with her. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure,” Murray said, joining her.

“Did you see Thomas naked?”

Murray barked out a laugh. “What?”

“Naked. Out here. Getting coffee?” She poured the milk into her cup before returning it to the refrigerator then went to the counter where all the condiment containers were.

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