The Hopeless Romantic's Guide to Avoiding Love: A Novel by Jolie Harris

Author:Jolie Harris [Harris, Jolie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jolie Harris
Published: 2023-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

Step 11: Ah hell, where were we?

I wake to fingertips sliding down my face, my arm, across my torso and my hip, down my thigh and back up.

“Mmm.” I roll to face Woods and he’s closer than I expected—our lips meet. I press myself into his hardness. He tangles his fingers in my hair and kisses me.

“Damn, woman.” He pushes himself into a seated position and pulls me on top of him, taking a long slow breath in, his eyes blazing. I laugh and toss my hair out of my face. Like an underwear model, I tilt my ass out a little and his hands move all the way down. He inches his fingers together until they meet at le vestibule. I shiver. “You’re so wet,” he says.

“I’m always this wet when I’m with you. It’s pretty inconvenient, actually. I’ve had to start carrying an extra pair of underwear.”

His fingertips enter me slightly, rewarding me for my honesty.

I sigh and continue.“That first night you took me to see the stars, I was worried I may have left a puddle in your passenger seat.”

This time he’s the one in an absolute frenzy to find a condom. He fumbles it on as I smile with satisfaction. He lifts me up and slides me onto him fluidly. His strong arms wrap tightly around me, my hips rock rhythmically on top of him and he kisses my breasts. I tilt my head back and grip his neck.

I’m glad it’s the middle of the day on Friday, hopefully my neighbors are at work. Scratch that. I hope my neighbors are home to hear this.

I have been reduced to the longevity of a thirteen-year-old boy who just discovered porn. “I’m already there,” I say breathily.

A quick study, he takes my nipple in his mouth.

“Oh God, Fleetwood,” I say weakly and hug him in tighter. This climax isn’t as long-lived as the first one, but just as intense.

A short, loud grunt echoes out of his throat as he climaxes. We hold this position for a few seconds while he breathes heavily into my chest.

“You are ridiculously sexy when you come,” he says exhaustedly, his eyebrows slanted in what looks like despair.

“Aren’t all women? Isn’t that part of the appeal?” I move to dismount him, but he squeezes his arms around my waist.

“Yes, but you’re the sexiest.”

I smile and rest my head on his curls. “What if the sex gets better every time? We wouldn’t stand a chance.”

He lays me gently back onto the bed. “I know. We’ll have to quit our jobs. And you’re pretty loud. We should probably buy an island, so we don’t bother the neighbors.”

I put my hands over my face and laugh. “Sorry.” I’m not really sorry, because I feel sublime, even if I sounded out of my mind arriving there. Turns out the cure for a hangover is chocolate cake, coffee, and excellent sex.

“Never apologize for that. I’m going to make you my ringtone.” Woods returns from the bathroom and begins dressing.

“What are you doing?” I ask sadly.

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