Page 74 of Out of the Shadow

“Hard. And fast.”

“I like the sound of that.” He slides home—no preliminaries this time—and starts to thrust hard. My boobs swing with every push, skimming against the blanket, my sensitive nipples sending sparks to where we’re joined.

He does exactly as I told him, and fucks me hard and fast. My climax shimmers ahead, taunting me for a brief minute before exploding. I scream, “King!” as wave after wave of contractions wrack my body.

He pounds into me three more times before stiffening. His groan signals his completion as his hands bury into the soft flesh of my hips. I’ll probably have bruises there, but I don’t care.

Panting, I let my head drop to the bed. If this is casual sex, I never want to do anything else.

King pulls away from me and excuses himself to take care of the condom, and I crawl up into my bed. It’s only seven. Plenty of time to eat dinner, go another round, and then get a good night’s sleep for tomorrow’s Open House.

King re-enters my bedroom, and the light glints off his body. He really should be in magazine ads. Women everywhere would drool over him. Not for the first time, I comment, “You should be a model.”

He rubs his stubble. “No way. I know too many of those guys. They can’t have a cheat day, like, ever.”

He slips into bed next to me, and I cuddle at his side, his woodsy scent invading my senses. Warmth spreads through my body as this sex god kisses my shoulder. I meet his gaze. “Speaking of cheat days, want to order a pizza?”

“Wow. Now that’s a real cheat. Sure, why not?”

I pick up my phone and order one from my favorite pizzeria. “Well, we still have about forty minutes to kill.” I play with his flat nipples. “Whatever shall we do?”

He licks his lips. “I’m sure we’ll think of something.”

And we do.

After the pizza is devoured and we’ve had yet another round of amazing sex, I check the time. It’s almost midnight, and our call time is eight in the morning.Shit.

I turn my head and King seems to be settling in for the evening. He’s under the sheet and quilt, his hand stroking my leg. What could one overnight harm? I know it’s against the rules I’ve established for this thing we have, but it does seem silly for him to leave now, only to return in a few hours. Besides, that’s what I did last night, and I had to take a midday nap to compensate for the sleeplessness. It wouldn’t be fair to give him such a disadvantage for the final competition. I’d like to win it fair and square.

“Would you like to stay over?” I rub my wedding rings. This is just casual sex, nothing more.

“Thought you’d never ask.”

He pulls me in close to his body and I rest my head between his shoulder and torso. I close my eyes and fall fast asleep.

The buzzing of my alarm wakes me at six-thirty. My hand finds my cell and shuts it off, but my eyes remain closed. I rearrange myself, only to feel the welcoming warmth of the man beside me.

My eyes spring open to meet King’s gaze.

“Good morning, beautiful. Sleep well?”

Muddle-headed, I raise up on my arm and look down at him.Shit. Events from last night replay in my mind, and I exhale.

The overnight was a one-off. It has to be.

“I did,” I croak. “I better go brush my teeth.” Without waiting for his response, I toss the blankets to the side and stand. Only then do I realize I’m naked. Rushing to my closet, I grab my bathrobe, tie it around me, and make my way into the only bathroom I have in the apartment.

While I’m brushing, the door opens and a very naked King strides into the bathroom, as if he belongs here. “Do you have an extra toothbrush I could borrow?”

I spit out the toothpaste and bend down to rummage through the cabinet below. Finding an unopened one, I hand it to him.

So domestic.

My breathing hitches.

I rinse my mouth. “You go ahead and brush your teeth. I’ll take a shower.”

“Or we could take one together.”

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