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ahead.”
I settled my chin on his chest. “It’s going long-term, huh?”
“Baby, the second my dick was in your pussy, I was gone. So, yeah, long-term.” He ran his thumb over my bottom lip. “You good with that?”
“Yeah, absolutely. You have full pussy rights.”
“Pussy rights?” He chuckled. “Like land rights?”
“Sure,” I said.
“Do you know what land rights are… legally?”
“Not verbatim,” I admitted, rolling and snagging my phone off the nightstand. “Let me look it up.”
Shadow groaned, sliding his hand over my belly. “Or we can fuck again.”
“Wait,” I bossed, thumbing ‘land rights’ into my search bar. “Got it. Ready?”
“I’m losing my breath with anticipation,” he droned, kissing my side.
“Your inalienable right to freely obtain, use, and possess my pussy at your discretion, as long as your activities on that pussy do not impede on my rights.” Of course, I edited the real definition as I read.
His hand slid between my legs. “Full rights to the bush?”
“Absolutely.”
“There could be claim jumpers trying to get back to the cave,” he retorted, sliding his hand backward.
I pulled it away with a laugh. “Nice try.”
“You think you can do a handstand?”
“Now?” I asked, setting my phone back on the nightstand.
“Yeah.”
I shrugged, sliding off the bed.
“Do it on the bed,” he said, sitting up.
“Why?”
“Humor me.”
I rolled my eyes and stood on the bed. “Catch me if I start to fall.”
“Oh, I plan to.”
I took a deep breath, then did a perfect, though wobbly on the soft bed, handstand. Shadow wrapped his arms around my waist and ran his tongue over my clit. I let out a quiet squeak, losing my balance briefly but he held me tight.
“Spread, Posey.”
I spread and he covered my clit with his mouth, sucking gently. I discovered my mouth was at the optimum level to take him as well, so I ran my tongue over the tip of his dick, then sucked it into my mouth.
“Jesus,” he hissed, and I grinned.
“Don’t stop,” I mumbled, my mouth full of goodness.
I can’t say it was easy to stay in a handstand while being eaten out, but it was fun. And it was especially fun being at the perfect height to blow Shadow.
“If you don’t want a mouth full, baby, you’re gonna need to let go.”
I wrapped my arms around his waist in answer, taking him deeper down my throat. He couldn’t really move his hips in this position without jostling me, so he was my captive, even if it was for a short time.
Shadow focused back on my pussy, slipping two fingers into me as his mouth worked my clit. I felt his legs lock and I knew he was ready. His tongued lapped at me as he finger fucked my pussy and I whimpered as an orgasm rolled gently through me.
“Now, baby,” he warned, and he came. I milked him dry, as I came down from my climax, then I set my hands back on the bed and Shadow let me go so I could sit up.
“Wow,” I breathed out.
“More giddy?”
“Hell, yeah, more giddy.”
Shadow chuckled. “We’re gonna do that again.”
“Yes, we most definitely are.”
He leaned over and kissed me. “You hungry?”
“It’s four o’clock in the morning.”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
I shrugged. “I could eat.”
He grinned. “Let’s see what you’ve got in the fridge.”
He pulled on his boxer briefs while I slipped on a robe, then I followed him out to my new kitchen where he made me an omelet before taking me back to bed. I fell asleep against him sated on every level.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Posey
“TIME TO WAKE up,” Shadow whispered, kissing my shoulder.
“No,” I said with a groan, pulling the covers back up my body.
“We’re chasing the sunrise, baby. It’ll be worth it, I promise.”
“If it’s not, do you promise never to wake me this early again?”
“No.” He smacked my bottom. “Wear jeans and do your hair in a way that’ll accommodate a helmet.”
“We’re riding?”
“Yep. Up.”
The bed jostled as he stood and pulled the covers off me again, kissing my cheek, then leaving the room, and I forced myself out of bed and took a quick shower, dressing in layers for warmth, and dragging my knee-high boots out of a box at the back of my closet. I pulled my hair into a low ponytail, then met Shadow in the kitchen.
“You look gorgeous,” he said, kissing me gently.
“Thanks, honey.”
“Coffee,” he said, handing me a mug. “Are you hungry?”
“Always.”
He chuckled and handed me a granola bar. “We’ll eat when we get where we’re going.”
“Where are we going?”
“Surprise,” he said, kissing my nose.
“How long’s it