AlexaI eventually dragged Graham off the couch and to the bedroom for rounds two and three of the evening. We collapsed in a heap with my tangled sheets.
I lay on his chest and ran my hands over the scatter of light brown hair swirling from his pecs to his belly. His stomach rose and fell in a rolling rhythm that slowly synced with my own breathing.
I wanted him to stay the night.
Staying in that exact position, feeling his heart thump against my cheek, felt like heaven even if it paved my way to hell.
I raised up and kissed his n****e.
Graham tucked his index finger under my chin and got me to look up at him. “What are you doing tomorrow?”
The low rumbling question pulled another moan from her. This one, unhappy. I didn’t believe in hell, but it might be something like this.
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