Page 10 of Sheets & Giggles
Shit.
“Fuck,”he heaves. “That was—”
“A real wall banging experience,” I say, giggling until my voice gets lost in his mouth as he kisses me with a fierce passion, pushing against our connection so deep, I actually might die.
“Think my neighbor will complain?” he teases, sliding out of me and rolling on his back.
I suddenly feel so empty. “Who knows. She gets a bit crotchety when she doesn’t get enough sleep,” I say, grinning as I roll to the side and swing my feet to the ground.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he asks, grabbing my wrist.
“Home.” I smile over my shoulder. “I’m pretty sure fuck buddies aren’t supposed to bask in the afterglow.”
“Oh, no you don’t,” he says, gently tucking me back toward him. “I’m not finished with you yet.”
“There’s still more?”
He holds himself over me as he sucks my nipple into his mouth. “There’s always more.”
