Page 73 of Love Thy Neighbor

Instead of answering, he hauls me on top of him, moving me around with ease until I’m straddling him.

I don’t miss his hard cock rubbing against my ass.

“Stop thinking about it.”

“Your cock on my ass or the fact that I had the best sex of my life and it was with my best friend?”

He lifts a brow, and I have the urge to reach up and push it back down.

“Best sex of your life, huh?”

A blush steals up my cheeks.

His chest rumbles with laughter. “Little late to get all shy now, isn’t it?”

“Shut up,” I grumble, trying to scramble off him, but it’s no use. His big hands hold me just where I am, not letting me run.

He swats my ass when I struggle against him, and a moan slips free.

“Stop squirming.” He grips my hips tighter, that sting of pain and pleasure I’m learning to love biting at me again.

“Man, you’re bossy,” I complain.

“You like it.”

I lift a shoulder. “It’s okay.”

He shifts his hips, his hard length pressing harder between my ass cheeks. “Do I need to remind you how much you like it?”

“N-No.”

“That’s what I thought.” He reaches up, brushing a lock of hair behind my ear. “How do you feel?”

“Physically?” He nods. “Like Jell-O.”

He chuckles, dancing his fingers down my chest and to my right breast, which isdefinitelybruised from his love bites. He gently runs his fingertip across it, and my nipple hardens under his touch.

“I wasn’t too rough?”

I shake my head. “No. But it was…surprising how rough you were.”

“Good or bad surprising?”

“Good,” I whisper. “Very good.”

He grins wolfishly as he continues to swirl his finger around my nipple, watching it move over the sensitive bud.

Longing stirs between my legs, and it’s crazy how such a simple touch can make my body feel like it’s on fire, even after all we’ve already done tonight.

I should be tired. Iamtired.

But I want him again even more.

His thick brows furrow together. “And emotionally?” He meets my eyes, pausing his gentle strokes. “How are you feeling emotionally, Caroline?”

There it is again, that tone when he says my name.

Confident. Like he knows he has me all wrapped up inside.

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