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We stand like that for a long moment. Eyes closed.

I’m so tired I can barely move.

He pulls out and takes off a condom I didn’t notice him put on.

Slowly, I sink to my knees.

Caleb returns and comes over to me. He undoes the zipper of my dress, and it puddles on the floor around my legs. He lifts me out of it and pauses, staring at my breasts. “You have stickers on your nipples.”

Oh, shit.

A laugh bursts out of me, as tired as I am, and peel them off. They hurt like a bitch, and Caleb can’t hide his fascination.

When they’re off, crumpled in a ball and tossed in the trash, he hooks his arm around my waist.

“A nap, then maybe we’ll try this again,” he says.

“Great,” I mumble. “I can barely keep my eyes open.”

He tucks us into bed and turns off the light. We’re still naked—a fact he takes advantage of with his wandering hand. I press closer to him, raising my head.

“Kiss me,” I say.

He places a soft kiss on my lips. It’s exactly what I need.

I exhale, wrapping my arms around him, and within seconds, I’m out.

Chapter 40

Margo

Our alarm goes off at six-thirty.

Caleb rolls over me, smacking the ‘off’ button, and blinks down at me.

He’s adorable when he’s sleepy.

I don’t dare tell him that, but I take a mental snapshot and file it away.

And then he shifts, and his erection brushes my leg. I stare at him, spreading my legs. It’s too early for chitchat, but it isn’t too early for this.

He looks over at the nightstand. I don’t know why he does—we both already know there aren’t any condoms left.

We woke up after a short nap and had sex. Then again, a little while later. That time, he stayed inside me until he got hard, and the whole thing repeated. We didn’t sleep for long. I went down on him, but that… that turned into him fucking my mouth.

“Just pull out,” I whisper.

He hesitates a split second, his gaze darting around my face, then slides into me.

We both groan.

It’s quick and dirty. He flicks my clit until I fall apart. Once my spasms start, he pounds into me with fervor. He stills for a split second, then jerks back and comes on my stomach.

I reach down and stroke him, eliciting a groan from him. His cum is hot liquid on my skin, and it smears between us when he drops down on top of me.

“You felt fucking amazing.” He kisses the hell out of me, his tongue invading my mouth.

We kiss until a pounding at the door interrupts us.

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