Soon they were nothing but a tangle of shifting, grinding limbs. Dominic bit, sucked, and licked every available inch of her skin, and it drove him to distraction when she did the same. He’d never really thought he would enjoy having his own nipples nipped, but damn if it wasn’t off-the-charts hot. He wanted to make it last for hours, but all too soon he felt the familiar tingle at
the base of his spine. When Gwen started to spasm around him, he was helpless to hold back any longer. His orgasm seemed to go on forever as black dots danced through his vision.
Dominic collapsed backward as all the blood that had been gathered down below finally redistributed throughout his body. He grazed his hand lazily up and down Gwen’s spine as she nestled against him. He knew he needed to get up and dispose of the condom, but he figured he could do that when she inevitably freaked out and ran from his apartment. He was braced and waiting for that to happen. Hell he felt almost like the woman in this scenario, wanting to cuddle and talk about feelings and crap like that.
When Gwen sat up, he dropped his hand, already trying to distance himself. He was floored when she licked her lips and gave him a lopsided smile. “If you don’t mind, I’m going to need to do that again. Can we? Please?”
Well, hell, it was official: He had gone and lost his heart to the girl next door . . . and his best friend’s ex. In true fashion, he never took the easy
route.
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