I rub my eyes and glance around. Sunset. Stretching, I see that Landen is sprawled across me, both of us naked as the day we were born. And we’re on the kitchen floor. I stretch and my back aches in protest. My stomach growls, reminding me that I haven’t eaten. My head hurts and everything is blurry. I smile as my memory returns. I have a sex hangover. Landen fucked me. Really fucked me. Not just hard and fast sex like we’ve had before. Head-banging-into-the-wall, glass-shattering-on-the-floor, screaming-orgasms-of-epic-proportions fucked me. And now he’s asleep in my arms, looking like an innocent little boy. Kissing him on top of the head, I ease out from under him. After a quick search, I find my robe slung over the breakfast bar. Pulling it on, I glance outside and see that it’s sprinkling. Something breaks through my sex-sluggish brain and I remember that Landen left his phone on the balcony. I step out to retrieve it, hoping it’s not too late.
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