Page 63 of Tempt Thy Neighbor

But I still don’t stop. I keep showing her. I keep telling her how sorry I am.

I swallow her moans, her cries, and her pleas until she comes again.

Only then do I let myself fall apart too, emptying everything I have inside of her.

She collapses against me, her legs still shaking as she works to catch her breath.

“Holy shit,” she mutters.

“Yeah.”

“That was…intense.”

“Yeah,” I say again, because that’s all I can manage.

She chuckles lazily, letting her body sink into mine. I hold her to me, not ready to let her go yet as I soften inside of her.

I have no idea how long we sit like that. Long enough for our sweat to turn cold, goose bumps pebbling across her skin.

Long enough for the cum to start dripping down her leg.

She must feel it too because she pushes off me, eyes wide.

“Oh fuck,” I mutter, banging my head against the headboard. “I’m so sorry. I just…I got caught up. Are you…?”

“I’m good. I’m on birth control and got tested at my gyno three months ago. I haven’t been with anyone in almost a year, and I’ve never had sex without a condom.”

“Until now.”

“Until now,” she repeats.

“Me either,” I tell her, and the relief in her eyes stings. “I’m clean, but if you don’t trust me, I’ll get tested.”

She shakes her head. “I trust you.”

And just like that, the sting is gone.

“I am going to go get cleaned up though.”

“Good idea.”

She swings her legs around, then hops off the bed, nearly falling over.

“My legs are like jelly.” She laughs. “I think I might need help in the shower.”

I narrow my eyes, following her off the bed. “Uh-huh. This sounds like a ploy for shower sex.”

“No.” She points at me. “No more sex. I don’t think I can handle any more tonight.”

“Just tonight?”

“We’ll see.” She grins. “Come on. We’re using your shower.”

She lied.

It really was all a ploy for shower sex.

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