Page 68 of Fit for Love

“Let’s try this.”She stands on the bed, and I feel her feet taking turns massaging my shoulders and then my glutes.

“Fuck.That feels amazing.Better than any massage I’ve ever gotten.”Hotter too.“Just be careful not to fall.”

She scoffs and massages my lower back with her feet until I think I might just burst.

Then she sits back on the bed.“Ready to turn around?”

I rotate with a speed that would put to shame a blade in the turbine of a fighter jet.

She sits at the end of the bed, cups her breasts seductively, and reaches her feet toward my aching cock—leaving her pussy splayed open for my hungry gaze.

“Are you ready foryourhappy ending?”she asks, her voice the very definition of sultry.

I grunt something unintelligible before her feet encircle my aching erection, then slide up and down.

A groan of pleasure escapes my lips.

“Kendall,” I growl.“I don’t think I can last long.”

“Good.”She glides her feet up and down again, and I come all over her pretty toes.

Chapter25

Kendall

If getting strandedwith Ashton seemed like a date in the beginning, it’s now starting to feel like a honeymoon, especially as I lie in his embrace, enjoying another post-orgasmic haze.

Ashton’s stomach rumbles.“Want to have dinner?”he asks lazily.

I do, so we munch on the trail mix and talk, getting to know each other even better—which is probably a bad idea, but I just can’t help myself.Despite the messiness of whatever this is between us and my conflicting feelings, I’m hungry for every detail about him, no matter how trivial.

I think the reverse is true as well because he doesn’t stop peppering me with questions.By now, he may know more about me than all of my previous boyfriends combined—not that I’m saying he’s my boyfriend, of course.

“Want to play ‘Two Truths and a Lie?’”Ashton asks after we finish eating.

“Is that to spruce up the ‘get-to-know-you?’”

He shrugs.“What else is there to do?”

“All right.Want to go first?”

He shakes his head.“You go.I’m very good at this game, so you need all the help you can get.”

How is going first going to help me?Also… “Should we do random facts or have a theme?”

His eyes heat up.“How about we make it dirty?”

“Huh.”I think for a couple of seconds.“I haven’t had sex for three years.I once showed up on a date wearing an anal plug.I liked giving you that foot job.”

Ashton’s nostrils flare.“The anal plug?”

“Damn it,” I say.

“But… three years?”he says.“Are you some sort of camel when it comes to orgasms?Got enough that one night with me?”

“Please.”I scoff.“I simply haven’t been dating much.Because of too much work and bad luck.It had zero to do with you.”

“Sure.Sure.”

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