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By the time Theo was done with me, I was completely wrung out. I could feel the slight stings from where he’d left love bites all over my back, shoulders, and neck and my ass felt well and truly taken.
I was enjoying the afterglow when I remembered all the sounds I’d made. “Was I too…” God, Michael hatedit when I did that! “…too noisy?”
“Never, Wills!”
I smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. I’d have better control the next time.
He dropped a kiss on the back of my neck and started to get up.
I rolled over and reached for him. “Don’t go!”
“I’ll be right back.”
I must have nodded off for a second, because the next thing I knew he was wiping me down with a damp washcloth. “Feels nice,” I murmured. “Set the alarm for 6, will you? And come to bed. I’ve got to get some sleep.”
I froze. I’d never invited myself to stay overnight with anyone. Why had I done that now? How was Theo going to react to such a blatant assumption on my part that I was welcome?