Chapter 370

DRAKE “Ithink you’ve broken me,” I say, rolling onto my back and opening my arms wide. She scooches into them, her head on my chest, her soft laughter muffled against my skin. Her hair is draped across me, and I absentmindedly pick up a long strand. It’s dark and straight and looks a little like a rope. “I’m not sure I have,” she says, nudging me with her thigh. “There’s already movement down here—surely you can’t be ready to go again. I mean, I know you have an amazing work ethic, but really?” I slap her ass hard enough to make her squeal, and that sound, along with the image of using her hair to tie knots with, does indeed go straight to my cock. He’s ready to go, but I’m not sure my heart is. I’ve gotten so much cardio over the last twenty-four hours that I might as well cancel my gym membership. “This isn’t work, Amelia. This is the best sex in the whole fucking world.” “You think?” She looks up at me and shrugs. “I suppose it’s been okay …” I hoist her over my lap and slap her bu