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Her back returned to the bed, her body almost limp.

“Wow,” he said. “I can see where you say it’s intense. It makes me need to work harder.”

“No,” she said. “Don’t feel that way. That is a release, but it’s not comfort. It’s not the same as a human touch. It’s nice but it’s...cold.”

He got it. He wasn’t sure if she was saying that to make him feel better or not.

“I need to heat you back up then,” he said. “Because maybe I’m not done playing with this.”

“I need to feel you inside of me,” she said. “That is what I miss so much.”

He reached for his jeans on the floor, found a condom in his wallet and put it on one handed because he didn’t want to set the vibrator down. He didn’t want her to take it and turn it off.

He made sure she was on the edge of the bed just now, her feet on the frame, her legs apart just waiting for him.

He put the tip of the vibrator back against her and she let out a little purring sound. He kept it up until he knew she was close, then he moved against her and slid inside of her wet heat while the toy was still on.

“Oh my God,” she said. “Who would have thought it’d feel this good?”

Not him. “It does,” he said. Though he couldn’t feel the vibrations against him directly he could feel the movements of her body trying to get closer contact.

Her hips were going up and down, pushing against her toy.

He started to move in and out of her. She was tight and almost squeezing him so hard that he thought she’d push him right out pretty soon.

“Can I hold it?” she said. “This way you can get in a better position.”

He let her take control of it, but she held it in the same spot. This did allow him to hang onto her hips and move faster.

So fast that he thought he was going to lose control because the sight of what they were doing was too much for him.

“Tell me you’re close,” he said.

She didn’t say another word. She didn’t need to. He felt her coming and she tossed the vibrator on the bed with it still running. “Fuck me hard,” she said. Then her eyes opened and her hand went in front of her mouth as if she couldn’t believe she’d just said those words.

He was beyond speaking though as he pumped everything he had into her, his body finally still as he came, her pulses mixing in with his.

He didn’t even have the energy to pull out but only leaned down on top of her on the bed, kissed her and said, “We have to do that again. It was fabulous. And don’t ever worry about anything you say to me in bed.”

She didn’t reply and he leaned up to look at her, her eyes were shut, a soft smile on her face and she was only nodding her head.

27

Working For Us

“Iwant to spend Thanksgiving with you,” Eli said three weeks later. “I want to see Uncle Jax and Grandma and Grandpa Hollister.”

“I know,” she said. “But you know how it goes. You have to spend part of the day with your father. And since you are with me until Saturday night, I’ve got to bring you to your father’s for the afternoon. You’ll be back home by six.”

Her mother offered to have dinner at six, but she said no. There was no reason to make everyone wait that long and Eli would eat this afternoon with Jeff. Her son wasn’t going to eat two big meals.

She wasn’t even bringing Eli to Jeff’s but to his parents’ house. It wasn’t that much further out of the way and it didn’t matter really. Jeff had to bring Eli back to her later. That was part of it.

“I just like to be with you,” Eli said.

“What’s going on?” she asked. “I thought you had fun with your father.”

“I do. But he’s always busy now. Or he’s with Jenna and I’m stuck playing with Carly.”

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