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Greg eagerly kisses me but pushes my hips away from his. “Don’t get too close to my swimmers.”

I frown and sit up. “It’s a safe week. We’ll be okay.” I look at his chest and mumble, “We’ll not make a little Greg.”

Greg sweeps hair from my face. “Or a little Simone.” He sighs with a contrite frown. “I wish things were different.”

I glance at Greg’s dejected eyes and say, “We could still get married.”

His smirk is irresistible. “We’ll see, but I’ll consider your proposal.”

I roll my eyes and lift off his lap to grab my underwear and pants. “Would you shower with me? Sleep next to me tonight?”

Greg’s grin is magical. “Absolutely. I packed my things right after…dinner.”

I giggle and kiss him, positive I didn’t learn my lesson last time.

Chapter 23

Once we’re dressed, I turn off the truck as she waits for me on the other side of it. We walk together. I don’t want to be grabby with her because of what happened earlier at the bar. So, when she reaches for my hand, all is right with the world. At the front door, Simone looks up at me, and like she cast a spell, I kiss her. Her slight groan and sigh against my lips are everything.

She giggles against my lips. I laugh and say, “Thanks for taking one for the team, with the splooge and all.”

Her gaze wavers from mine, but then she shamelessly whispers, “I’d really love to take one for the team again somewhere else.”

I think my jaw sweeps the sidewalk as I stop. “Your ass? Put me in, coach.”

She shoves my arm and wrinkles her nose. “Um, I don’t know about that. You’d be the first.”

“Oh, baby. Then hell, yeah. I want that virgin ass.” When she raises a blonde eyebrow, my laughter dies when I realize what she’s suggesting. I walk, tugging her with me. “Simone…”

“What? Condom or not, you get to feel my orgasm over your balls.”

“That’s not risky for me.”

She sweeps in front of me and grabs my coat collar, pulling herself closer. “Stop overthinking it, swizzle stick. I’ve always been careful. I’ve never had another man’s… I want you to be my first.” I’m speechless but definitely listening. “I want all of Greg Rodwell. We can watch your cum drip from my pussy.” Shit. She’s wearing me down. I need to be that first for her.

“I know I’m obsessive, but it’s—”

She sighs. “I know.”

I blurt, “Why do you want mine?”

Her eyes fall from my face. “Because… I think married people do that.”

“We’re not like all other married couples.”

She nods. “You’re right. We’re not a couple at all.” That fucking hurts.

Simone turns to open the door, still holding my hand. I don’t let go because we don’t need to hide from anyone.

She has a crush on me.

I hope she upgrades that shit fast.

Amos looks up from his papers as I release Simone’s hand while she runs upstairs, covered in my cum. Fuck, I don’t regret that. I remove my coat, throwing it on a chair, and then my boots, tossing them into the corner next to the door.

“Are you staying the night?”

“Yep.”

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