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With labored breaths, I frantically say, “I’m sorry. I can’t be with you like this. I’ll suck your dick. Just give me a second.”

He pulls me into a hug. “Relax. It’s okay. I’m sorry I pushed. It’s my fault.”

“You didn’t. I just…I can’t. I’m not the person for you.”

He’s quiet for a moment before calmly saying, “It’s been a long, emotional few days. Let’s get some sleep.”

I go to say something, but he simply gives me a soft kiss and then a small smile. “We’re fine. Don’t stress. I brought you here to put a smile on your face. That’s my only plan for the next two days.”

Why is this man so good to me? I don’t deserve him. More importantly, he deserves someone so much better than me.

I look around. “Umm, I guess we don’t have towels. Grammy Jane’s neighborhood is about to get a view of the goods.”

He motions his head back toward the house. “She keeps a bunch in a cabinet by the outdoor shower. I’ll get out first and then shield you from any possible nosey neighbors as we walk back toward the house. Or I can run back and bring you a towel if you’d like.”

I raise my eyebrow. “Do you honestly think I care if some old dude wants to get his kicks by seeing me naked?”

He smiles. “Well then, let’s give them a show and dance our way to the shower.”

And we do.

CHAPTER TWENTY

CHEETAH

Iwake in the morning to the greatest sensation known to mankind. Without opening my eyes, I grab Kamryn’s hair and feel her bob her head up and down between my legs. I croak out, “Hmm, Daylen, that feels good. No one does this better than you. Nothing like a big tight end sucking my cock in the morning.”

I hear her giggle around me as she continues sucking the life out of me and tickling my balls until I explode into her mouth. Fuck, she sucks a good dick.

As she kisses her way back up my body, I blink my eyes open and smile at her naked body pressed to mine. “What did I do to deserve to wake up getting my love pump licked?”

She raises an unimpressed eyebrow. “Licked? I more than licked it. I sucked every ounce of the filling out of your Twinkie.”

“I stand corrected. Thank you for swallowing down nature’s breath mint with such vigor. Please come again soon.”

She gives me a small smile before she bites her lip nervously and runs her hand over my chest. “Thanks for being so understanding last night. Sorry I was a crazy woman.”

I run my hand down her sexy bare back before giving her equally sexy bare ass a little squeeze. “No apology needed. You know I dig your crazy, Kam bam. How about I take a turn and give you some moral support without the M?”

She lets out a laugh. “Maybe later. I can smell breakfast, and it’s making my mouth water. It’s probably why the blow job was so lubricated.”

I act offended and gasp in horror. “What? I just gave you breakfast. Are you complaining about the food at this establishment?”

She shakes her head as her face turns more serious and tender than normal for her. “It’s my favorite restaurant in the world, kitten.”

We stare at each other as a rare moment of emotion passes between us. I think the past few days have her feeling vulnerable. In some ways, I think it’s good for her to let her carefully constructed walls down for a bit, but I know Kamryn Hart. Laughter and silliness are her medicine. Today is about both of those, and I’ll do everything in my power to make sure her face hurts from all the smiling and her belly hurts from all the laughter by the end of the day.

I feign disappointment and blow out a breath. “Fine. Should we go see if they need help buttering the morning biscuits?” I mumble, “Since you won’t let me butter yours.”

She nods. “Yep. I’m starving.”

As we roll out of bed, I instruct, “Put on your bathing suit. The pool shenanigans start early at the geezer ghetto.”

She lets out another laugh as we both dress in our bathing suits. I add a T-shirt, and Kam adds a sexy little sundress. She’s going to give these old men a heart attack.

She lifts the back of her dress and takes in her skimpy bikini in the mirror before scrunching her face. “I thought it was just going to be you and me in Jamaica. I only have thongs. Too much?”

I shake my head. “Hell no. Thanks to you, they won’t need Viagra today. The people here are hornier than you could ever imagine, and you’re playing right into their fantasies. I’m telling you, they’re a hoot. You’ll love it. There’s a reason I brought you here.”

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