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Lucas sensed Margot wasn’t quite up for talking, so after a long moment he gently released her hand from his, then got up from the bed so he could go to the bathroom and get himself more or less cleaned up. After disposing of the c****m and rinsing himself off, he splashed some more water on his face, hoping that would clear his head.
He’d somehow known it would be spectacular, but he still hadn’t expected…that. Funny how it was the cool and collected ones who turned out to be the fieriest in bed. Just the merest recollection of the way she had felt, the way she had tasted, made him begin to harden again. Damn. Not that he wouldn’t mind going for round two, but he had a feeling Margot might need a little more space than that.
To distract himself, he got a clean pair of underwear out
