Work and Play by Julia Jarrett

Author:Julia Jarrett [Julia Jarrett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Julia Jarrett
Published: 2022-10-24T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter eighteen

Ashley

That was…I don’t even know how to describe it. I’ve had a few lovers, but never have I felt so thoroughly cherished, worshipped, and possessed. Finn took me to heights I never knew were possible, but for some crazy reason, this moment where we’re tangled together, cuddling in that post-sex haze of happiness, feels just as amazing.

“Please tell me you don’t have to work today,” he mumbles against my head, pressing a kiss there. I love that he can’t seem to stop touching me with his hands and his lips. It’s as if now that the seal on our intimacy has been broken, he just can’t get enough. We’re opposite ends of a magnet, drawn together.

I shake my head. “I don’t. I was going to check out a few secondhand shops in Westport that have new inventory, but it can wait.”

Finn lifts up on one elbow, dislodging me from my comfortable pillow, aka, his chest. I pout, and he just kisses me with a grin. “Good. Then we don’t have to get up yet.” He takes on a mock serious expression. “I really should rest my knee after all.”

A girlish giggle escapes me as I slap his chest. “What we just did doesn’t really count as rest, though, does it?”

His eyes widen innocently. “It does when you’re on top.”

“Oh my God,” I laugh, then shriek when he suddenly shifts onto his back, taking me with him so that once again I’m straddling his waist.

“Mmm. Yep, my knee feels better already just having you like this.”

“You’re ridiculous.” I roll my eyes. But when he uses those amazing abs I can’t stop touching to lift himself up so that he’s sitting with his legs stretched out, all thoughts of teasing leave me. His cock is already hard again, and I can feel it pressing against me. He slides his hands down my legs and tugs them open so that they wrap around his waist.

“This is a new one for me,” he comments suggestively, with a slight tilt of his hips that makes me gasp.

“Me too,” I say as my head falls back. I’m overwhelmed with sensation, especially when he uses some sort of pelvic sorcery to swivel his hips, grinding his cock between my legs. Good God, I don’t know how he’s doing this with an injured leg, but I am most definitely not complaining.

And when it becomes almost too much, when I feel like I might spontaneously combust from unrequited desire, he reaches between us, covers himself, lines up and drives inside with a grunt of satisfaction.

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