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His ue flickered out to taste me

Thump

"Oh, God"

Thule

I couldn’t believe it Even Dr Ross looked confused

"So --" giggle "-- fking --" giggle "-- good…hahahaha!"

I groaned as I felt Dr Ross leaving ht soan to back away…

No, don’t leave me, Dr Ross Not you!

"That’s it! That’s it! Oh…oh…hahahahaha!"

The walls began to shake, and the bed-thule this, bitch…

I scrambled toClooney fading away in wisps of testosterone-laden smoke I threw back the covers, whipped open the door, and stalked out of my bedroom Clive held out a paw and started to reproachhim out, but when he saw my face, he wisely letinto the hardwood floor I was beyond angry I was livid I’d been so close I opened ry Os, denied release for centuries I began to pound on his door I pounded hard and long, like Clooney had been about to pound intoup I could hear feet slapping toward the door, but still I didn’t let up The frustration of the day and the week and the months without an O unleashed itself in a tirade the likes of which no one had ever seen

I heard locks rattling and chains coan to yell "Open this door, you asshole, or I will co," I heard Si open, and I stared There he was Siht fro the door and the other hand holding a white sheet around his hips I looked hi the air, clenched into a fist It was pulsing, I’d been banging so hard

He had jet black hair that stood straight up, likely froler’s hands buried in it as he plowed into her His eyes were piercing blue, and cheekbones just as strong as the jaw Coe? Kiss-swollen lips, and what looked like about three days of scruff

Jesus, there was scruff How had I , lean body He was tan, but not a premeditated tan--outdoorsy tan, weathered tan, manly tan His chest rose and fell as he panted, his skin coated in a thin sheen of sex sweat Asof dark hair low on his torso, which led below the sheet Below the six pack Below that V that some men have, and which on hi Of course he was stunning And why did there have to be scruff?

I inadvertently gasped as aze dropped lower than I had intended But net, lower and lower Beneath the sheet--which was already lower on his hps than should be legal--

He

Was

Still

Hard

Chapter Five

"OH, GOD"

Thu up the bed with the strength of his thrusts He drove intoa knowing saffected And by deep, I ht theonna wanna hold on tight for this," he whispered and threw one of s up over his shoulder as he altered the rhythin to spasm His eyes, those damnable blue eyes, bore into ain And prorasping the headboard

I closed ers to uncurl When I looked again I could see dents in led to sit up I was covered in sweat and panting I was actually panting I found the sheets in a ball at the foot of the bed with Clive buried underneath, just his nose peeking out

"Oh, Clive, are you hiding?"

"Meow," cary reply, and a tiny face followed the kitty nose

"You can co I think" I chuckled, running a hand through hoff and beginning to cals together and feeling a not-unpleasant ache between ht Si about him I didn’t want to, really didn’t want to, buther ith him Nocturnally My body and brain were separate on this one: Brain knew better, Lower Caroline was not so sure…

Clive pushed past me and ran into the kitchen to do his little dance next to his bowl

"Yah yah yah, settle down," I croaked as he threaded himself in and out of my ankles I dumped a scoop of kibble in his bowl and hit the coffee I settled against the counter and tried to collecta little hard

That dreaain of his body perched overonto ue up !

Mr Coffee brought rateful I could feelto be a problem?

I poured a cup of coffee, peeled a banana, and looked out theI ignored e the banana and thrust it into ! This was headed south fast And by south I mean…

I slappedbesides the s Innocuous things

Puppy dogs…doggy style

Ice creaah! Now you aren’t even trying

While showering I sang "The Star Spangled Banner" over and over again to keepup I needed to remember what an asole he was--not how he looked in only a sheet and a grin I closed ain Once I’d stopped staring at his, well, his below the sheet, I’d opened my mouth to speak:

"Now look here, mister, do you have any idea how loud you are? I need ht, oneaway on o insane!"

I yelled to release all the tension that would have, could have, should have been released already in a very Clooney way