Худший шафер на свете

Миа Соса

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valeriyatretyak14 августа 2022 г.
“You know, there’s no reason we couldn’t take a nap on the bed. Unless you don’t trust yourself. I mean, I know I’m hot as fuck, but if you can control yourself, we’d enjoy a firm mattress and I wouldn’t get a kink in my neck.”I want to side-eye him so hard, but my brain disagrees and forces me to smile instead. “I’m not sure all three of us would fit on the bed.”“Three of us?” he asks.I open one eye and wink at him. “You, me, and your ego.”
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valeriyatretyak14 августа 2022 г.
I can’t imagine going to dinner with his parents and staring at my ex-fiancé’s face across the table. I’d probably beat him with a baguette.
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valeriyatretyak14 августа 2022 г.
“I wish I could make you come so hard you’d cry out loud enough to shatter the windows of this ridiculously charming inn.”
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valeriyatretyak14 августа 2022 г.
“What are you thinking?” he asks.I shift my head and stare past him. “You don’t want to know.”He dips his head and plants a single kiss along my jaw. “Tell me.”I shiver at the small contact. Again, damn him. “Honestly, I’m hoping you’ll be epically bad at this. I want this to be the worst sex I’ve ever had. That would solve a mountain of problems.”He lifts his head and raises a brow. “Because then you can walk away easily?”There’s no point in denying it, so I nod. “Yes.”His lips quirk up at the corners. “So what you’re saying is, if the sex between us is incredible, you’ll be disappointed?”I bare my teeth sheepishly. “Perverse, right?”He raises a brow. “Then there’s just one thing left for you to do.”“What’s that?”“Prepare to be disappointed.”
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valeriyatretyak14 августа 2022 г.
I told Max cunnilingus is an art, and he took it upon himself to create a masterpiece worthy of its own wing in the Louvre.
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valeriyatretyak14 августа 2022 г.
I grab my evaluation off the dresser, plop onto the armchair next to Max, and read the first question. “‘Did the retreat help bring you and your partner closer together?’ Hmm. Considering we were minutes away from clobbering each other and ended up giving each other mind-blowing orgasms, I’m going to check yes.”Max chuckles as he scribbles intensely. “What a coincidence. I wrote the exact same thing in the comments section.”“You did not,” I say, leaning over to read his paper.He lifts the sheet and slaps it against his chest. “These are private, ma’am. Mind your own evaluation.”
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valeriyatretyak14 августа 2022 г.
“My baby’s all right.”“For now,” Max says under his breath.“And TJ cleaned it, too.”He stares at the car, plainly unimpressed. “It needs all the help it can get.”“Okay, you know what,” I say, pointing a finger at him, “this car is getting you home, so you may want to treat it with kindness.”He shakes his head at me, his lips curled in feigned disgust, but before he climbs into the car, I hear him whisper, “Sorry, banana cab.”
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valeriyatretyak14 августа 2022 г.
She points down the hall. “Bedroom?”It’s a simple question, so why is the answer stuck in my throat? Jesus. Get it together, Hartley. “Yeah.”“Mind out of the gutter, Max. I just want to see if you’re one of the few guys under thirty who actually use bedsheets.”
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valeriyatretyak14 августа 2022 г.
Standing at the threshold, she leans in and sweeps her gaze over the room. I watch her from the hall. Is she imagining me sleeping in there? Even better, is she imagining us not sleeping in there? I can picture her lying against my sheets, her hair tousled and falling onto her face, as I brace myself in a push-up position and then sink into that sweet body of hers.She claps her hands together loudly, the sound dousing the heat that was building in me. Damn. I can’t even see a bed and not think about getting her in it. I’m a sad, sad man.
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valeriyatretyak14 августа 2022 г.
She turns back toward the door, hesitates, then faces me again, her expression soft and her voice unsure. “May I kiss you goodbye?”That fucking question. It has a pulse and fingers and is currently digging into my chest as though it wants to pull my heart out and hand it to her. What. The. Hell. I puff out my cheeks, trying to pretend I’m considering her request because I don’t know what else to do with myself. “I’m thinking about it.”She pokes me in the stomach. “Yes or no?”I gently take hold of her wrists and pull her toward me. “Definitely yes.”
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