Page 59 of Dirty Player

“That what you want, baby?”

“Yes.” She drops the spoon and grips my biceps. “So much yes.”

Her tight channel clenches around me, sucking me into her hot body.

I am totally addicted.

Not just to the feel of being inside her, but of her glossy eyes which draw me in and her chestnut locks that have grown a little longer and are spread out across my counter.

No one else.

I don’t want anyone else to be the woman spreading herself out before me.

God, what the fuck am I going to do?

“Levi,” Kaylee cries, arching as the sounds of our bodies slapping together fill the kitchen.

“Fuck,” I curse. “Jesus, I could do this forever.”

With a jerk, I come, squeezing her small body as I groan. I lean one palm on the counter beside her, and she smiles up at me.

“Little kitten.” I kiss her lips and grin. “Such a sex addict.”

“Only for you, Mr. Montgomery.” She kisses me back. “Cook your chicken and let’s watch that movie.”

It hasn’t all been sex, if I’m honest. I’ve just tried to focus on it only being that. If I think about the fact she’s been helping me navigate some sponsorship deals that have been offered and doing online shopping for my niece/nephew and sister-in-law, and trimmed my hair putting a number seven on the back for one of the games...

Doesn’t mean anything.

It.

Does.

Not.

Mean.

Anything.

Or that I replaced the battery in her car, which died for the second time a month ago. She doesn’t know. She thinks I just did some guy stuff on it.

Or how I’ve been pricing up cars and trying to work out how big of a deal it would be to gift her one at Christmas...

Without it meaning anything.

I mean it’s just a pain to sort out mechanical parts all the time, so it’s mostly a time savings for me.

Matching Maseratis?

Yeah...doesn’t mean a fucking thing.

I slide out of her and grab some napkins, then lift her off the counter, placing her on the floor.

“Go clean up.” I slap her sexy, tight ass. “Dinner in ten.”

She reaches up and kisses me, and I pull her against my body. Our eyes love, smiles fade away, and a density falls over us.

Shit.

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