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It grew quiet, and I used the opportunity to put my shirt on, stewing on what she’d just told me and the implications. Our groins were soaked, and I could only imagine what the bedsheet underneath us looked like. “Me too.”

“Are you okay? Thanks for the offer, but I think I’ll just let it be.”

“You did say she could be a little much at times,” Dillon pointed out. This just… happened. I shook my head and glanced up at him, trying hard not to look as miserable as I felt. Jessica looked back at me, mouth parted as she drank in oxygen between moans. “There’s sixty-something dollars in the side drawer. “I thought about it. I’d known her for three years, and we got along well. I reached under her and cupped a heavy breast, kneading it roughly as I got closer to exploding in her. There are worse places to fly solo.”

I snorted, “That’s true. On top of that, she wasn’t exactly the wisest person when it came to finances, basically living from paycheck to paycheck.