“Are you close?”
“Uh…is there a right way to answer that question?”
“Stop focusing on me and get off, for God’s sake.”
“Are you twisting the dildo?”
A little awkward to do that and jerk myself—but I was totally capable and had done this many times before. I had a high sex drive and didn’t always have willing partners.
I saw stars as my vision narrowed and darkened. “Leo—”
“Come for me, baby. Just do it, okay? You can—”
I let out an inarticulate cry as I came. Hard. I clamped down on the dildo even as cum spurted from my cock. Trying to control where it shot proved impossible, so I merely sank into the bliss of one of the best orgasms of my life. As sanity returned, I managed to utter his name. “Leo.”
He let out a long moan. “Fuck, it’s like you’re here with me. It’s better when I’m in you, but this—” Another long moan.
I chuckled. “Good?”
“Fucking brilliant. I can’t feel my toes.”
“Toe curling is always good.”
His harsh breathing labored through the phone. “That was…amazing.”
“And here you thought you couldn’t have any kinky fun when the kids were around.”
“Uh…”
“Remember to unlock the door after your shower. Goodnight.” I cut the line.
You lost the bet.
Yeah…and I might just be losing my heart as well.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Leo
Iawoke to a tongue bath.
What?
Right.
Lucky.
I cracked an eye open. “You need to go out?”
He woofed.
I’d have sworn the black lab grinned.
The clock radio read a handful of minutes before seven. “Did you wake the kids up?”
He cocked his head.
“Okay, good dog. Give me a moment.” I rolled out of bed. Then remembered last night.Thank God I had a shower before I crawled back into bed.I’d almost texted Quinton to gloat over my win, but I’d figured he might be already asleep. That said, he’d had a bigger mess to clean up than I did.
