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Jubilee smiled as Heath gave her more pancakes on her plate the following morning. They’d both woken up starving, and although Heath had been tempted to go a second round, their rumbling stomachs had been so distracting that he determined they needed breakfast before any more s*x.
It didn’t help his self-control one bit to see Jubilee wearing his shirt and nothing else, her hair still mussed from his running his fingers through it. She was flushed and happy, and she kept giving him looks from under her lashes.
Heath decided he’d cook them breakfast, mostly to give himself something to do that didn’t involve pouncing on Jubilee. She’s probably sore. Give her a break, his mind said, but his mind had very little influence over his libido at this point.
His gaze was far away as he flipp
