Page 91 of Pelvic Flaws

“I can think of a way we can keep warm.”

Katie started to giggle and slapped at my arm. “That was so cheesy. Really Dex, I thought you were much cooler than that.”

“What do you want me to say then?” I asked, wrapping an arm around her waist and dragging her to me.

“I like it when you talk dirty,” she whispered. Her gaze went to mine and then down to my lips.

“You do, eh? Okay, I’m gonna fuck you so long and hard we’re both gonna get hot and sweaty.”

“Is that so?”

“Yep, it sure is,” I groaned into her ear. “Now get on your back, and open your damn legs because I’m gonna go down on you first.”

Katie gulped and sucked on her bottom lip and she looked so damn seductive and sexy my dick went hard as a steel rod.

“Dex,” she said hesitantly.

“Yeah.”

“Do you think I can practice my blow jobs as well?”

My face broke into a smile as I pulled her closer, kissing her hard and long.

Yep, best decision I ever made grabbing a pizza that night.

* * *

Katie and I were eating a late breakfast. Having fallen back to sleep after our dawn sex session, I’d woken up ravenous and decided to treat her to my scrambled eggs.

“Okay?” I asked, watching Katie put a forkful of egg and toast into her mouth.

She nodded while she chewed.

“Amazing,” she finally said, swallowing her food. “What’s in them?”

“Ah, now that would be a secret.” I grinned, taking a sip of my coffee.

They had a little mustard mixed with a spoonful of mayonnaise in, a little trick Cherry’s mom had taught me.

“A family recipe?”

“Something like that,” I replied, pushing away my empty plate. “The mom of an old friend taught me.”

I wasn’t going to tell Katie that old friend was Cherry. We’d spent our first night and breakfast together, so I wasn’t going to spoil it by discussing old girlfriends.

“Well they’re bloody lovely.” Katie swallowed her last mouthful and then sat back in her chair, rubbing her stomach. “God, I’m absolutely stuffed. I don’t think I’ll be able to move for at least an hour.”

I reached for Katie’s plate and stacking it with my own took them over to the sink, rinsed them off and then put them into the dishwasher. Grabbing a towel to dry my hands, I turned around to see Katie watching me.

“What?” I asked.

She sighed and shook her head. “I just…” She stopped talking and chewed on her bottom lip.

“Go on, tell me.” I threw the towel on the side and leaned back against the counter, crossing my arms over my chest.

Katie’s face colored up as she took a deep breath. “I just feel so lucky to have met you,” she rushed out. “I never thought I’d meet anyone at my age, least of all someone like you. You’re patient and kind and charming, not to mention bloody good to look at.”

“That’s all good to know, darlin’, so don’t ever feel you can’t tell me how you feel.”

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