Page 122 of Family Bonds- Garrett & Justine

“You know what I mean,” she said.

“Nope, I don’t. You can explain it to me.”

“How about after dinner I show it to you?”

“Well, that is even better. Am I getting ‘make me feel better after a shitty day’ sex? I’ve never had that before.”

She burst out laughing. “Neither have I. Could be a first for us both. Let’s get our protein stored up.”

The two of them devoured their dinner, then left their dishes and food on the table after he pulled her up and put her on his shoulder.

She laughed the entire way to his room and then he dropped her on the bed.

“Get undressed,” he said. “I’m in a hurry.”

“Wow,” she said. “I don’t even get any foreplay? Bummer.”

It was the humor in her eyes. Normally she didn’t talk about sex like this. They just came in and did what they wanted and he tried to push her embarrassment away.

But lately, he’d noticed that she wasn’t like that anymore.

So he was going with it.

He pulled his shirt up and over his head, dropped his shorts and underwear next.

“You’re slow tonight,” he said, reaching for her ankles and pulling her toward the end of the bed.

He had the waist of her shorts in his hands and yanked them down fast while she lifted her shirt.

Her bra dropped while he got a condom and put it on.

He slid his hand between her legs, and found her drenched already. “Guess I don’t need the foreplay, huh?” she asked.

“I’ll take that as a compliment that I’m enough for you.”

“More than enough,” she said, opening her legs. “Show it to me.”

He was standing next to the bed; she was on the edge.

Rather than climb on, when he had one ankle in his hand already, he grabbed the other with it and spread her wide.

He probed around some, found her opening, and slid in fast, nice and deep.

He watched her face as he did it, her eyes shut, her blonde hair falling in front of her face as if he’d been tossing her around.

Which he had been and loved it.

“You look like a tumbled mess,” he said as he slid in and out.

She popped her eyes open. “You did it to me,” she said.

“I did,” he said. “And I’m going to do it to you again and again. I like this side of you. Not always so perfectly put together.”

She laughed.

When was the last time he laughed during sex?

He wasn’t sure he ever did, but they both were.

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