Page 129 of Rush of Jealousy

I climb into bed and see my romance novel that I am currently reading resting on the nightstand. Graham must have unpacked it already for me. I smirk at the cover models. The male character is shirtless, and the female character is basically just wearing lace panties. I blush at how having someone know what I am reading makes me feel very vulnerable. This is why I don’t even have an online book profile; I don’t want anyone to accidentally see the fantasies that I read about.

Graham shifts on the bed behind me and leans his mouth into my ear. “I have one more question about your day.” His voice is airy and breathless.

“And what is that?” I ask, moving my head to look at him.

“Can you show me some of your pole dance moves?"

I wiggle my eyebrows. “Oh, you are in for a treat.”

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I am awakened by Graham fingering me gently. I actually feel rested, despite all the sex we had the previous night. I guess having multiple orgasms is a great way to sleep better.

“You’re awake,” he whispers, kissing me on my lips. “I have exactly seven minutes before I have to get up and get dressed for work.”

I can feel his erection pushing against my thighs. “Then you better hurry.”

He pulls out his fingers and slides himself in with ease. He presses me against the mattress as he rolls on top. I thrust my hips upward and enjoy the friction against my inner soreness. Graham sets the pace and angles himself to hit my g-spot with the right amount of pressure.

“You are so beautiful.”

We stare into each other’s eyes, and I moan out his name with a quick release. Graham follows and pumps himself inside of me.

“You make me feel beautiful,” I whisper as he reluctantly pulls out of me.

“I wish I could stay buried in you the entire day.”

I pout at his words. I wish that too.

“Oh no, you don’t.”

“What did I do?”

“Don’t look at me like that. Because I would love nothing more than to tie you to this bed and keep you as my little sex prisoner. And I know you like some kink—based on the book you are reading.”

“Hey, that’s a violation of my privacy,” I whine.

“Call it on-the-job training and field research.”

“How do you figure that?”

“As your boyfriend, I need to know what turns you on so I can make sure you are fully and utterly satisfied.”

“You turn me on.”

“Good.” He captures my lips with his mouth and kisses me hard. When he pulls away, I can feel how swollen he made them. “You make me crazy with desire.”

I smile and roll onto my back. I don’t need to get up quite yet, so I watch my man as he gets ready for the day.

“Bend down one more time,” I request, licking my lips as he puts on another dress sock.

“I feel like a piece of meat.”

“A juicy caboosey one. And I love me some meat,” I say with a giggle.

He crawls back into bed like an animal luring its prey. “You’re going to make me miss my nine o’clock.” He pulls my ankles, dragging me down the bed toward him. “Lucky for me, I don’t give a fuck.”

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