Page 29 of Before We Were Us

I lift my hands taking hers in mine as she uses them for leverage. Riding me hard and fast I know there isn’t any possible chance of holding back. My stomach coils, my thigh muscles tighten, and I throw my head back and I see fucking stars.

She continues to move, and I’m entranced in the movement of her body above me. Again I feel her tighten and together we get lost in the darkness, as I shiver through my own release.

eighteen

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Brynnlee

I stretch and instantly freeze, feeling a strong body at my side. Memories of last night flood my mind and a warm sensation floods my body.

Jensen is by far the best lover I’ve ever had. He’s very generous, very attentive, and the stamina.

Whew! If we could bottle that up and resell it we’d be millionaires.

Looking over at him I take him in for a moment without moving. The sounds of his snores fill the room. He is sprawled out on his back, sleeping with one arm thrown over his eyes. His body is completely relaxed, like he hasn’t slept soundly in weeks and the exhaustion has finally hit him all at once.

Slipping from the bed careful not to wake him, I grab my robe off the back of my closet door. Bringing it around my body, I push my arms inside the silk material and tie the belt at my waist.

Stepping outside into the hall, I close the door behind me and walk toward the kitchen. The closer I get the more I smell the fresh brewed coffee and I know that I’ll be met with Taylor waiting in the kitchen.

There she stands on the opposite side of the counter, hiding her smile behind her cup. I know already that I’m in for it when she lowers her cup and arches her brow.

“Stop,” I try to detour her and really should have known that it's impossible to interrupt her when she is on a mission.

“Stop what?” She tries to contain her laughter.

“You know what.”

“I’m just impressed you’re walking after the noises I heard coming from your bedroom last night.”

“Stop,” I try again, knowing I’m only wasting my time. She is relentless when she feels she has something to prove.

“Seriously.” She widens her eyes. “You are my hero.”

“Taylor,” I warn and she laughs.

“I mean whew, it was like listening to porn, but not seeing it. Really dirty, hot porn.”

“You are ridiculous.” Thinking back to what took place she isn’t entirely wrong. There were a lot of words being shouted.

“Honestly though I think you should move your headboard away from the wall for next time. With that kind of pounding you're bound to put a hole through the drywall.”

“Oh my God!” I cover my eyes and groan.

“You did shout that a few times.”

“I’m done.” Holding my hands up in surrender she doesn’t stop.

“After the marathon sex you had I’m surprised you are functioning.”

I do nothing but stare at my best friend.

“Seriously though, all jokes aside, he’s packing isn’t he?”

Just then Jensen steps into the kitchen, his jeans on, but still unbuckled. He’s shirtless and his hair is sticking out in every direction looking oversexed and handsome. I wonder if he heard the previous conversation.

“Morning.” He yawns and looks over at the coffeepot. “Mind if I have a cup?”

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