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“Yoga’s awesome.” Jeremy moved from his elbows to his hands, bracing himself above her as his hips rocked harder. He closed his eyes. “I could stay inside you forever.”
“Sounds complicated, but we could probably work something out.” What was she saying? She was babbling nonsense. Why did sex with Jeremy make her so stupid?
Shut up, Tayla!
Jeremy grinned for a second before pleasure overtook him. He mouthed the wordfuckone more time before he came hard. His face was frozen in satisfaction, his mouth open, his muscles tense. A few moments later, a look of utter bliss stole over his features and he lay beside her, running his hands up and down the skin of her naked back.
It was like a full-body sigh.
Relax. You’re safe here. You’re safe with him.
Tayla fell asleep with her face pressed to Jeremy’s neck, the scent of him filling her senses.
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Chapter Seventeen
She wokein a dark room lit by a small lamp. She panicked for a moment until she caught his familiar cologne.
Jeremy.
She blinked her eyes open and turned to the side. He was lying next to her, a blanket pulled up to his waist, his arm stretched over his head. Tayla was on her side, somewhat shocked she’d fallen asleep so quickly.
It was a point of pride for her that she did not stay over. She had a normal, active sex life, but she also had her independence. She didn’t stay at men’s houses, not even for a night or a weekend.
But…
She only lived a couple of blocks away. If she went home right now, she’d wake up Emmie, who was going through a stretch of insomnia. She could leave in the morning and not cause a scene if she was careful.
You want to stay with him.
You’re fooling yourself.
You know this isn’t going to last.
For the hundredth time, Tayla hushed the internal voices that were warning her away; she reached over and turned off the lamp. She scooted closer to Jeremy, and his arm fell around her waist as he snuggled closer.
They were skin to skin, lying next to each other with nothing between them.
It was the most intimate moment of Tayla’s life.
Bathed in darkness, she was lulled back to sleep by the moonlight and his even breathing.
A kisson her bare shoulder. The sun in her face.
“Hey.” Jeremy’s rough morning voice was a thing of manly, growly beauty. “I’m making coffee.”
Tayla blinked her eyes open. “You are a god among men.”
“So last night didn’t give me the ‘god among men’ designation, but coffee does?”
The sun was too bright; she decided to hide her eyes in the pillow. “I spoke too soon, because it’ll actually depend on how strong you make it.”
He chuckled and kissed her shoulder again. “I make it pretty strong. Cream or sugar?”
“No cream but a lot of sugar.”
Jeremy reached down and pinched her bottom. “So… strong, black, and sweet?”
