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“What?” My voice squeaks slightly with a sharp jolt of surprise and outrage.

Micah shrugs. “She’s hot enough. And I wouldn’t say no to a half-decent fuck if a woman offered.”

I frown at him. “I guess I thought better of you.”

“Yeah? Well, I’ll tell you something, Lilah.” He looks suddenly tired as he leans his head back against the wood siding of the house. Utterly exhausted. “Thinking better of me was your first mistake.”

15

Three weeks later,I wake up in the top bunk of our princess room.

I’m cozy but not hot and cramped, so I know, even before I come to full consciousness, that Deck has already gotten up.

We’ve started using the top bunk when we have sex every evening instead of constantly bumping our heads in the lower bunk. It’s still not ideal. We have to be careful and not get too athletic in our positions or our vigor. Last week Deck was trying to rearrange and roll onto his back, and he ended up rolling all the way off the bed. But overall there’s more space up here than below.

I usually move to my own bunk to sleep afterward, but last night I fell asleep and never woke up enough to move. It’s not the first time. If Deck is bothered by my taking up extra room in a bunk that’s already tight for his bulk, he’s never indicated so in any way.

So I’m comfortable and unworried as I pry open my eyes. Morning light is coming in through the window, so I must have slept later than normal.

I roll onto my side and smile when I see Deck pulling on a clean pair of boxers. He’s still shirtless, and his hair is a tangled mess. Even his beard is smushed on one side and spiking out weirdly on the other.

“You just woke up,” I say, irrationally pleased at catching him sleeping in. In the months I’ve known him, he’s always been up with the sun.

He turns to me with a warm twitch of his mouth. He signs,And?

“And you slept in. I didn’t think you ever did that.”

Tired from last night.

Last night he was particularly ambitious, spending a lot of time on foreplay and making me come with his mouth three times before he took me from behind and came himself.

I smother a giggle as I run my eyes up and down his body. I like that he’s big. That he’s got body hair and a little softness around his middle. I like that he looks and feels real.

Andmine.

He asks,What?

“Nothing. Just like the looks of you right now.”

I’m not sure what I expect. If anything, maybe a sweet kiss because the mood between us feels fond and playful. But what happens is Deck steps over and drags me out of the top bunk.

I half squeal, half laugh as I wrap my arms and legsaround him. He steps over so my back is against the small piece of wall next to the window as he leans into a kiss.

The only way for our mouths to meet is with my legs wrapped higher around his belly. Because of our size difference, it’s almost impossible for us to kiss and have our groins meet at the same time.

But that doesn’t matter to me at all. We’ve made do just fine. And there’s something intimate—special—about the way he’s holding up my weight so we can kiss like this.

I’m completely naked since I never put anything on after sex last night. It’s not long before my entire body buzzes with arousal.

He lets me slide farther down his abdomen until I can feel that he’s hard in his boxers.

“I’m ready, Deck,” I mumble, kissing his neck and shoulder as I rub my pussy against the fabric of his underwear.

He makes a breathless sound and hefts me up higher, holding me secure as he turns around and slides down the wall into a seated position on the floor. He helps me adjust my legs so I’m straddling his lap more comfortably, and then he pulls his hard cock out of his boxers.

Together, we align my pussy on his erection. He eases me down to take him inside me. I’m used to the size of him now. He feels tight but familiar. Exactly right.

He’s watching my face as I adjust my legs so I can use them for leverage. When I meet his gaze, something about his expression arrests me. “What?”

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