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The oxygen in the room evaporated, and he pumped into me with vigor. My orgasm tore through me with a force I hadn’t expected. My face dropped against the glass, my knees threatened to give out. But he held me tight with his arm banded around my waist, emptying himself inside of me with a roar of satisfaction.

Chapter Fourteen

Max

I wasn’t often surprised when it came to sex, but Oakley’s request to fuck her in the window had done the job. I’d thought the exercise would be a delightful deviation from my plans to keep things rather tame, but watching the magnitude of her climax was my undoing. Fuck, with the way her pussy was milking me, I couldn’t hold back any longer.

Sliding out slowly, I enjoyed the way she mewled at the loss of contact. I turned her around in my arms, supporting her upright and smiling at the dazed expression on her face.

“Kiss me,” she whispered.

I could do it for days. Her kisses were a combination of sexy and sweet. I’d never craved this type of intimacy before.

But it was evident she was exhausted. The long day had depleted her, both mentally and physically. After lifting her up, I carried her to the bed. I attempted to put her down, but she clung to me like a koala.

Chuckling, I settled her in the bed and kissed her forehead. “I’ll return in a moment.”

After disposing of the condom, and brushing my teeth, I climbed into bed with her, pulling her close.

“What time do you need to be up?”

“Seven. I already set my alarm. We have hair and makeup and are hanging with the bride all morning,” she muttered into my chest.

Selfishly, I wished we had all day to stay in bed. Oh, the plans I could make for her which would include exploring her unexpected turn-on at having sex in the window. Perhaps there was a kinky side to her she’d yet to discover.

“I wish we could stay in bed all day drinking beer and eating chicken nachos with a big side of guacamole.”

My chest rumbled with laughter. “You have an oddly specific food-driven fantasy.”

“It’s to sustain us while we have a ton of sex. Imagine all of the surfaces we’ve yet to try.”

“We’d save the bed for last, of course.”

“Of course. It’s not called the no-sex bed for nothing,” she whispered, followed by a yawn.

“Get some sleep, beautiful.”

“’Kay.”

I lay awake for a good hour, listening to the soft breaths of the woman entwined with me. A startling vision creeped into my mind. What would it be like to come home to someone each night and hold her like this?

I barely knew Oakley, and yet there was a familiarity and comfort between us. Perhaps it came from growing up in the same town and knowing one another when we were younger, or maybe it was the way we clicked when it came to our humor and personalities. All I knew was I wanted more, and I had to remind myself why it wasn’t possible. I’d be asking her to give up too much of her future.

The next morning came early, and while I was used to operating on little sleep, I doubted Oakley was. So after my run, I grabbed coffee and a couple of breakfast sandwiches before returning to the room.

She was a vision, sprawled out on the bed on her back, naked and gorgeous. Glancing at the clock, I saw we had limited time before she had to get ready. With that in mind, I put down the coffee and food, deciding there was only one way to wake her.

“Oh, God, Max,” she moaned the moment my mouth touched her center.

I loved the way she said my name. “Good morning.”

Her hooded eyes looked down and locked with mine. “The best morning I can think of.”

Within minutes, I had her squirming beneath me, panting and coming in my mouth. It was tempting to go for another orgasm, but her phone alarm filled the room.

“Any chance your sister could delay the wedding? Just an hour or two would be nice.”

I chuckled, getting up to grab her coffee. “I’m afraid not, but I brought you coffee. Not sure how you like it, so I brought cream and sugar.”

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