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just—just…”
“Need another break?” he suggested.
She smiled meekly. “Just a small one.”
He laughed, but headed back over to his wallet for another condom. “Tell you what,” he said, spotting the half-bath on the bottom floor. “You have one minute—and then you need to come and meet me in one of these bedrooms up here.” He held up a finger. “One minute.”
Leigh tried to nod, but all she could manage was just breathing. Through her lowered lashes, she watched him strut off with his well-defined muscles while his glazed cock swung like a pendulum between his thighs.
She picked one hell of a stallion to ride this night. And she was definitely satisfied. Leigh closed her eyes for a second, waiting to reboot.
“Time’s up!”
Leigh smiled, jumped up and raced to the bedroom.
Chapter 5
L eigh awoke from her dreams with a smile on her face and a tingling ache between her legs. When she arrived in Malibu yesterday it was more so to throw a pity party for herself than to be on the prowl for a one-night stand. But after a few glasses of wine, she heard the laughter and the music just a couple of houses away and she thought, why not . Before she knew it, she’d given herself permission to just let her hair down and to do things that she never even dared to do without having pyschoanalyzed it to death.
After all, she was entitled, especially after dealing with a man most people thought she would marry. But he happened to be the same guy who habitually broke her heart.
Now, after five years, it was over. She was pretty sure this time, given their history of boomeranging. It had gotten to the point that she wondered whether she stuck it out just because of the time she’d already invested in the relationship—not because of love. At least, she didn’t think it was love anymore.
It’s over. The best way to ensure that was true was to stay the hell away from DeShawn Carter. He was too charming and persistent by half, especially when he wanted to be. He always had a way of convincing her that he was truly sorry and that somehow, his dick just happened to fall into the random chicks he met on the road. Hell, he might even pull out a stack of Bibles and swear on it.
Did she care anymore? Should she care?
Not right now. Right now she felt too good.
Leigh moaned as she stretched out of the spoon position. Her ass bumped into something hard. That was all it took for a night of memories to come flooding back to her, each one better than the next. She almost didn’t even trust that the cinematic frames running through her head were real—until she gathered the courage to turn around and peek over her shoulder.
The moment she did her heart stopped. Big Daddy was as gorgeous in the morning light as he was in moonlight. Can a man be described as gorgeous?
Just looking at his creamy milk-chocolate skin was enough to give her hunger pangs, but his handsome features themselves gave her the impression that God took his time creating a specimen like him. There was strength emanating everywhere—from his nicely chiseled jawline, boulder-size shoulders, mountainous chest and, she lifted up the sheet and took a peek at the view below.
That was real, too.
Leigh sucked in a deep breath, but it did nothing to reverse her accelerating heartbeat. “You were reeeaaally a bad girl.” A wicked smile touched her lips as she slowly pulled her eyes away from his morning erection and returned to his sleeping face. As much as she was attracted to this man’s strength, he had another quality that she couldn’t quite put her finger on that had her heart tripping inside her chest—something that pulled at her.
Leigh slammed her eyes shut, and then shook her head. What the hell was wrong with her?
She’d just gotten out of a relationship—and there she was weighing the possibility of starting another one—and with a man she’d just met?
This was why women couldn’t have no-strings-attached sex. They invariably
“Need another break?” he suggested.
She smiled meekly. “Just a small one.”
He laughed, but headed back over to his wallet for another condom. “Tell you what,” he said, spotting the half-bath on the bottom floor. “You have one minute—and then you need to come and meet me in one of these bedrooms up here.” He held up a finger. “One minute.”
Leigh tried to nod, but all she could manage was just breathing. Through her lowered lashes, she watched him strut off with his well-defined muscles while his glazed cock swung like a pendulum between his thighs.
She picked one hell of a stallion to ride this night. And she was definitely satisfied. Leigh closed her eyes for a second, waiting to reboot.
“Time’s up!”
Leigh smiled, jumped up and raced to the bedroom.
Chapter 5
L eigh awoke from her dreams with a smile on her face and a tingling ache between her legs. When she arrived in Malibu yesterday it was more so to throw a pity party for herself than to be on the prowl for a one-night stand. But after a few glasses of wine, she heard the laughter and the music just a couple of houses away and she thought, why not . Before she knew it, she’d given herself permission to just let her hair down and to do things that she never even dared to do without having pyschoanalyzed it to death.
After all, she was entitled, especially after dealing with a man most people thought she would marry. But he happened to be the same guy who habitually broke her heart.
Now, after five years, it was over. She was pretty sure this time, given their history of boomeranging. It had gotten to the point that she wondered whether she stuck it out just because of the time she’d already invested in the relationship—not because of love. At least, she didn’t think it was love anymore.
It’s over. The best way to ensure that was true was to stay the hell away from DeShawn Carter. He was too charming and persistent by half, especially when he wanted to be. He always had a way of convincing her that he was truly sorry and that somehow, his dick just happened to fall into the random chicks he met on the road. Hell, he might even pull out a stack of Bibles and swear on it.
Did she care anymore? Should she care?
Not right now. Right now she felt too good.
Leigh moaned as she stretched out of the spoon position. Her ass bumped into something hard. That was all it took for a night of memories to come flooding back to her, each one better than the next. She almost didn’t even trust that the cinematic frames running through her head were real—until she gathered the courage to turn around and peek over her shoulder.
The moment she did her heart stopped. Big Daddy was as gorgeous in the morning light as he was in moonlight. Can a man be described as gorgeous?
Just looking at his creamy milk-chocolate skin was enough to give her hunger pangs, but his handsome features themselves gave her the impression that God took his time creating a specimen like him. There was strength emanating everywhere—from his nicely chiseled jawline, boulder-size shoulders, mountainous chest and, she lifted up the sheet and took a peek at the view below.
That was real, too.
Leigh sucked in a deep breath, but it did nothing to reverse her accelerating heartbeat. “You were reeeaaally a bad girl.” A wicked smile touched her lips as she slowly pulled her eyes away from his morning erection and returned to his sleeping face. As much as she was attracted to this man’s strength, he had another quality that she couldn’t quite put her finger on that had her heart tripping inside her chest—something that pulled at her.
Leigh slammed her eyes shut, and then shook her head. What the hell was wrong with her?
She’d just gotten out of a relationship—and there she was weighing the possibility of starting another one—and with a man she’d just met?
This was why women couldn’t have no-strings-attached sex. They invariably
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