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legs were closed.
    Slowly, he rocked into me, still rubbing my back. It felt so wonderful that I wasn’t sure who this was for; him or me. Sean massaged the back of neck and my lower back, moving into me slowly. It really was a full body massage. Everything felt right.
    “Sean,” I whispered.
    He leaned over me and placed his hands on either side of me. “You want more?” he whispered into my ear.
    I turned my head as far as it would go and nodded.
    He smiled in victory then kissed me, still thrusting inside me. Even though I liked it hard and rough, I was enjoying the gentle way he moved inside me. It felt deeper than usual. I wanted to come as soon as I felt him.
    Sean wrapped his arm around my stomach as he kissed me, still moving deep inside me.
    “A little harder,” I said into his mouth.
    His hips moved faster.
    “Right there.”
    He broke our kiss and stared at me, watching my expression change as I felt the crash of the orgasm hit me. He increased his pace even more and moaned with a final thrust, reaching his moment at the same time.
    I lay on the bed and closed my eyes, rested and satisfied.
    He rubbed my back for another moment, still inside me. “Feel better, baby?”
    “Hmm.”
    “I thought so.” He pulled out then dressed himself, getting ready for dinner.
    “I like doing it like that.”
    “I like doing it in every way.”
    “Bring me back some food.”
    He laughed. “Come on, baby. Get dressed.”
    “It’s my weekend. I just want to sleep.”
    “My plan totally backfired.”
    “Your plan was to fuck me. You succeeded.”
    “Well, I always succeed. It’s not much of a challenge with you.”
    “Fuck you.”
    “Okay.”
    I sat up then pulled my dress back on. “I hope your mom made something good. I’m hungry.”
    “She always makes something good.”
    “You’re such a momma ’s boy.”
    “No, I’m a Scarlet’s boy. I like your cooking better.”
    “Really?”
    “Yeah. You cook in just an apron. That’s hot.”
    I rolled my eyes. “I meant the food, Sean.”
    “Oh yeah. That’s good too.”
    “And your mom might cook in just an apron. Your dad seems pretty kinky.”
    Sean grimaced. “Okay. This isn’t funny anymore.”
    I laughed. “That’s what you get for not letting me stay here.”
    “Just don’t think about the beach. I’m sure everyone has forgotten it by now.”
    “You think everyone has amnesia.”
    “I’m just trying to make you feel better.”
    “Well, you suck at it.” I checked my hair in the mirror and pulled it over one shoulder. I tightened my e arrings because they felt loose. When I looked at Sean in the mirror he was staring at me. “What?”
    “Nothing,” he said as he opened the door. “Let’s get some grub. You know how I get when I’m hungry.”
    “It’s nothing compared to me.”
    “Well, you’re a little fat girl on the inside.”
    “I’m not ashamed.”
    He laughed. “Good.”
    We walked downstairs and joined everyone at the table. Ryan and Janice sat beside us, while Sean’s parents sat by Cortland and Monnique. Cortland was sitting next to Andrew, speaking in a geek language I couldn’t understand. Cortland acted like he just met his favorite rockstar.
    Sean turned to Ryan. “Was Scarlet fat when she was little?”
    “No. Why?”
    “That’s surprising.”
    Ryan laughed. “Because she’s a garbage disposal?”
    “That’s an understatement.”
    I sighed. “This weekend is just so magical.”
    Sean laughed then kissed me on the cheek. “I tease you because I love you.”
    “Are we in fifth grade?”
    He grabbed a strand of my hair and pulled it gently. “I like picking on you.”
    “I’m going to start picking on you.”
    “I’m not that interesting.”
    Diane placed the food on the table and sat across from me. No one mentioned the hot and heavy session Sean and I had out on the beach. I was relieved.
    Diane made chicken marsala with pasta, and I ate my entire plate because I was so hungry. Even though I