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She seemed content to stay where she was, enjoying the post-euphoric bliss. He sure as hell was. Her warm breath hit his skin in spurts, and he contemplated the possibility of satisfaction overload being a reality.

If it was, then they just found it.

Worried that he might be crushing her, Ty rolled off her and onto his side. “You okay?”

She blinked and met his gaze. Hers was soft and warm, like her amazing body. “Beyond the wild blue yonder okay.”

He grinned, satisfaction and pride swirling in his chest. God, he loved that he put that look on her face. “I’m glad,” he said, lifting a finger to trace a line from her shoulder down to her breast.

“You should be.” Her smile widened, and she reached up to brush his jaw with her thumb. “Considering you just took me into the stratosphere.”

“Is that all?” He frowned, faking disappointment.

Her brows rose. “What do you mean, is that all? You were amazing. That was amazing. We were amazing.”

“You’re right. It was. You were. And we are.” He grabbed her hand and gently kissed her palm. “But I was shooting for the moon, because you deserve it.”

She blinked and cleared her throat. “Amazingly sweet.”

He smiled.

“As for the moon,” she said, mischief lighting her gaze, “I wouldn’t be opposed to trying again, no matter how many attempts it takes.”

Ty knew they were joking, but at the same time, he also knew the woman would never give up or ever leave. Her perseverance was by far the sexiest thing about her, and damn, she had some amazing attributes.

“I like the way you think,” he said, repeating the phrase he used earlier in her kitchen while he skimmed a hand over her breast and brushed her tight peak slowly back and forth. “Think perhaps we need a different launch pad?”

“I’ll try anything you want.”

And just like that his erection jerked to life.

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The next morning, Ty woke up with a warm, soft, naked woman sleeping against him. Her hand was on his chest and one of her legs covered his, as her body curled against him. A soft snore escaped her, summoning a smile to his lips. The urge to kiss her head was strong, but he fought it, not wanting to disturb her much needed slumber. She’d earned it, and he was lucky as hell.

Their night had been full of laughter and heat.

At one point, Piper had explored his body with her hands, lips, and tongue very thoroughly before she straddled him, but just as she was about to “take the pole” her phone alarm went off.

She stilled. “Oh my God. My family Zoom call reminder.”

That had started her mad scramble to get dressed, and she threw his clothes at him to do the same. She put on her bra and dragged her dress over her head while he managed to pull on his jeans and slip on his shirt. Her fingers were shaking as she tried to help him button up.

“It’s okay,” he’d told her, stilling her fingers with his. “I’ve got this. Take a deep breath. We’re good.”

She’d choked out a breath. “I know.” Then her eyes widened. “Lasagna! We have to eat some. Mom knows I was making it and is going to ask if you liked her recipe.”

That was how they ended up shoveling in a few mouthfuls of room-temperature lasagna, but damn, it was delicious, and he told her mother that when she indeed had asked.

The rest of the “meet the parents via Zoom call” had gone great. It wasn’t until afterward, when he had the exquisite pleasure of removing her dress, that he’d realized she’d had it on backward. A grin tugged at his lips. He didn’t have the heart to tell her.

Maybe no one noticed.

Her parents didn’t appear to, but her sister might have since she’d had the biggest smile on her face the entire duration of the call.

Afterward, they’d enjoyed a proper dinner of heated up lasagna, before Piper insisted they pick up where they’d left off. Once they were naked again, she resumed her wicked exploration of his body and rode him wild and hard until they were both shaking with the need for release. Ty had gripped her hips with one hand to hold her in place and used the other to brush his thumb where she needed it between her thighs. Her body burst with a climax that spurred his on, and damn, it’d ripped through him with a furious intensity that decimated his strength.

Being with Piper, their bodies coming together literally and figuratively, was unlike any rush he’d ever experienced on the ground or in the air. She was magic. She was exquisite. She was his. And for as high as she took him, the woman also grounded him.

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