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“What did you say?” she asks, her expression guarded.

“I told him exactly what you did. That I’ll be there in thirty.” I also told him to make sure his baseball buddies stick around. I’m only doing this once.

Hannah studies me, lips turned down. “The bar is around the block. If you went right now, you could be there in five.”

“Right, but I’m not leaving until mygirlfriendcomes.”

She shakes her head but at the same time drops her robe. “This is very unprofessional. It’s my job that you’ll be doing.”

With a growl, I pull my naked girlfriend onto my lap. “Baby, my job is to take care of you. Can you let me do that, please?”

Biting her lip, she grinds against me. “Call me your girlfriend again.”

I flip over, laying her flat on her back, and push her thighs apart. “Look at how beautiful my girlfriend looks begging for my cock.” I line myself up and fill her in one thrust. “Can my girlfriend be quiet?”

She moans loudly in response. “Fuck no.”

Chuckling, I grab the headboard with one hand and cover her mouth with my other. “Then I’ll just have to find a way to keep my girlfriend quiet.” I thrust into her warmth again, relishing the way she tightens around me. “Don’t want your brother to hear.”

The vixen moans loudly—she loves being loud—and nips at my palm. “Oliver isn’t even home.”

I slam into her hard enough to make the bed shift. Luckily, I’m gripping the headboard hard enough to keep it from hitting the wall. “Yes, but Noah is,” I grit out, trying to regain some sense of control. “I can’t look him in the eye when I walk out of this room if he knows I’ve been in here fucking you.”

She bucks her hips, chasing her orgasm. My eyes roll back, and a tingling sensation starts at the base of my spine. She feels so fucking good. So tight and hot. But it’s those blue eyes and the way they stare into mine, the way she’s begging for me to claim her, that have me releasing my hand so she can scream as she does it.

I tweak one nipple, then the other. Her tits are a full size larger now and even more sensitive. I twist and pull on them in the way that sends electric bolts straight to her core. She squeezes so hard around my cock, stars dance in my vision.Breath held, I rein myself in and slide my hand down to her clit. I set a languid pace, rolling the little bud in time with my thrusts until she’s shattering around me again. Only after she’s come for a third time, and yelled about it, do I finally unload inside her.

When Hannah comesout of the bathroom, asks for a kiss, then curls up in bed while thanking me for handling Jasper, I’m pretty sure I’ve slipped into an alternate reality. Either I fucked the sass right out of her, or she really is tired of dealing with the guys.

Either way, I take the win and head out of her room, determined to handle this once and for all.

Light filters out from beneath Noah’s closed door, so I suck in a lungful of courage and knock.

“Come in,” he hollers.

He’s propped up against his headboard, black-framed glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, a book in hand and headphones on the mattress beside him.

And the world’s sourest expression on his face.

I hold up my hands. “Don’t blame me. She’s insatiable.”

He shakes his head. “Yeah, I’d really rather not hear about it.”

“Good, I don’t kiss and tell. Now grab your shoes. I need your help.”

To his credit, Noah doesn’t hesitate to hop out of bed and follow me.

As we take the elevator to the lobby, I fill him in on our task.

His eyes are wide. “You actually got Hannah to agree to letyouhandle her problem?”

I waggle my brows as I hold the door open for him. “I’m very convincing.”

He gags.

“And you’re welcome. She would have been a hell of a lot louder while I did all my convincing if not for my efforts.”

Noah strolls by me, giving me a wide berth. “A week after we moved in, I got noise-canceling headphones. For me and Oliver.”

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