Page 68 of An Endless Memory

She was kneeling on the floor in front of me. I’d never be able to get a second of shut-eye in this room again with this memory.

Her dark hair framed her face. The room was dark, but her hollowed cheeks were visible. I wanted to hold on, to make this last, but it’d been a long time since I’d gotten off. And then there was that earth-shattering experience on the couch.

So fucking amazing.

Now, the tables were turned. She had me at her mercy with the way she kneaded my balls while pumping the base of my shaft. Then she did a swirl with her tongue.

“Fuck, Lily. I’m going to blow.” I said it as a warning, but she took it like she had my permission to increase suction.

She had all my permission, but the energy coiling at the base of my spine grew impossibly stronger, more charged. How the fuck was I going to stay quiet while coming?

Another tongue flick at the crown of my erection and fuck— I was done. “Lily.” Her name came out strangled.

She didn’t back off.

Electricity shot through my body and exploded down my cock. My release shot out, but she didn’t let go, drinking all of me in, working me with her tongue and her hands. Sheer ecstasy filled me to overflowing, and I had to close my eyes and clench my teeth to keep from roaring her name.

“Fuck. Lily.” I had only two words left in my vocabulary. “Fuck.”

She finally released me. I dragged her up to the bed with me before I fell backward. She drew her legs up while mine hung down. My dick was probably bobbing in the air, but the door was closed and locked.

If we both got our way and a box of condoms, my cock would be out around her behind closed doors whenever possible. “Christ, woman. That was amazing.”

“I’m glad you liked it,” she said in a way that made me think her prick of an ex was an ass about that too.

“Fucking unforgettable.” I stared at the ceiling. There was no looking at the clock and wondering how best to leave. “And it’s not because it’s the first time I’ve had a snake for an audience.”

She giggled. “Flakes isn’t a prude, and he doesn’t gossip.”

“Good to know.”

“I can move him so you don’t have a roommate when you stay over.”

“I’m not a snake guy, but after being afraid he was lost, I warmed up to him.” I pressed a kiss to her temple. “I kind of like having you next to me in bed.”

She rolled up to an elbow and traced her fingers down my shirt. “I like it too.”

“You wanna sleep in here tonight?” I was more nervous asking to have her in my bed than asking her on a date. I hadn’t done that yet either.

She chewed on the corner of her lip. “Each kid has their own bedroom. I was going to move in here eventually.” Her brow furrowed. “Cali knows we’re married. And it’d be more believable if others came over.”

Believable. Right. But if that meant she wasn’t leaving my side, then I was good with it. I didn’t have condoms, but I had a lot of ideas. “Hey, Lily?”

“Mm?”

“Get those pants off. I’m not done with you yet.”

Eliot

A ding woke me. I cracked an eye open. A round bottom was pressed into my side, and I did not want to move. When had I ever woken up this comfortable? I usually didn’t linger in bed. There were chores. Guys to touch base with. A full day of work.

Another chime sounded through the house.

The warm body next to me shifted. Lily.

She’d put on a shirt and pajama shorts before bed. I was in a pair of basketball shorts in case Cali walked in.

“Mo-om!” Cali called as if summoned. “Someone’s ringing the doorbell.”

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