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Shifting, he slipped from the bed My brow furrowed

“Uain?”

“It wasn’t so estion as a statement of fact,” he said He was thick and hard

My mouth watered

I would never get over how fabulously built he was

He lifted me into his arms and headed to the hallway

“Where are we going now?” I asked in between nibbling his earlobe

“My bedroom”

“That wasn’t it?”

“No I didn’t kno et with the oil, so I set up that room”

“We could have gotten messier”

He grunted in that anih e You’re lucky I could contain ive it to you”

“Oh, you definitely gave it to me,” I said in a flirty tone that holly uncharacteristic of hty one

“Nice to see you have a sense of humor”

“You’re right” It wasn’t as though I let it see the light of day all that often