Chapter 3

“Mmm, hot andnot a selfish prat. Good combination,” Maggie said. She leaned down and kissed him.

He bucked his hips upward and she moaned. They fell into a hard fast rhythm. Maggie’s head tipped back and she made the most amazing little sounds. Mike could feel his muscles tightening, that razor edge that meant he was about to come. Oh God, he felt herbody spasming around his prick. Maggie’s fingers dug into his shoulders and he unloaded, filling the condom as pleasure washed through him.

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Maggie was slick with sweat and other bodily fluids. She lay curled against Mike, running her fingertips over his skin. She had turned on the small bedside light after they had finished, mostly because she wanted to admire him. He had fabulous musculature, and he was awfully easy on the eye, too. Blond hair and green eyes, completed the package of strong jaw, narrow chin, and aquiline nose.

“So how many rules are we breaking right now?” Mike asked. He played with a lock of her hair.