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“Very gentlemanly,” he says in a throaty growl as his fingers entered her wet body. Nell opened her legs wider, letting one swing over the arm of the chair. “Good girl.”

“She’s in just this little t-shirt and panties,” she gasps.

“Such a naughty girl,” moans Sor, flicking his tongue across her clit.

“Uh, then, then, uh, then she kisses him, and he starts removing her clothing, and once the clothing is gone, he starts to explore her body. J-Just like you’re doing now.”

“Good man. Always explore the body,” he says with a grin.

Nell gripped his head, weaving her fingers through his thick head of hair and holding his face to her pussy. The magical tongue went in and out, then flicked that hard clit again and again until she screamed breathlessly.

Smiling up at her, his face was covered in her juices, and she wanted all of it. Pushing him to the floor, she opened his jeans and slid down his rock-hard cock, rolling back and forth.

“Fuck yeah, baby,” he moaned. “That’s it, Nell. Ride me, baby, ride me.”

“You feel so good,” she said breathlessly. “I’ve been thinking of this ever since I picked up that damn book.”

Sor reached beneath her sweater, squeezing her breasts, twisting and teasing her nipples as she rode faster and harder, his hips riding up to meet her. When he was nearly there, she leaned back, gripping his ankles with her hands, forcing his cock at a different angle. It sent him over the edge, her own body shaking and jutting forward with delight.

“Fuck, that was good,” he growled, rolling on top of her.

“More,” she moaned.

“Damn, Nell. I want to, but we have to head to California. We think that’s where DeWitt is.” She kissed him sweetly, smiling at him.

“Then California is where you need to be. Once this is done, we’ll have more time.”

“All the time in the world, Nell. You’re going to be my wife, baby. Mine and mine only. I’m going to make sweet love to this body every single fucking day.”

“Well, except for a few days a month,” she smirked.

“Nell, honey, it will be every day of the month unless you’re hurting. I don’t give a shit about your period or anything else. I love your body, and I want you. All the time.”

“Really?” she asked, scrunching her nose.

“Really,” he smiled. “All the time, Nell. All the time.”

“Well, then. Hurry back. There’s a lot more to read, and I didn’t even get to the part where she decides to dip into the peanut butter and whipped cream.”

“Fuck me,” he growled as he pulled his jeans up.

“That’s what I plan to do,” she grinned. Naked, she picked up her clothing and looked over her shoulder. “Run along now. I’ve got a hot, soapy shower to take, and you need to save the world. I’ll be here when you get back.”

As she disappeared down the hallway, he was jolted out of his thoughts of more sex by his cell phone. A text from the others saying they were patiently waiting for him to head to California.

Grabbing his gear once again, he stepped onto the porch to see Matthew waiting at the path with an ATV.

“The boys said they were waiting on you. Thought I’d get you there a little quicker,” he smiled.

“Thank you, Matthew. Will you watch over her while I’m gone?” Matthew smiled at him. “I mean, I know the others will be here, and they’ll make sure she’s okay and everything. It’s just that I feel as if I should ask you to do it as well. It feels as though that’s your job or something.”

“Son, that’s all I ever do is watch over all of you.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

“I need that contract signed.”

“I can’t get to it today,” said Jenna. “I’m in these stupid trainings all day locked inside a virtual classroom. Our system is shut down for the day, and no one can get access to it.”

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