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phone on the couch. “How was work?”
    “My coworker is lazy as hell so I’m picking up her slack,” she said with a smile.
    “That bitch.”
    She sat on my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. “I know. I hate her.”
    “Me too.”
    She laughed. “It was fine. It’s hard not to eat when I’m there. If I did, I’d be obese.”
    “We don’t want you to look like my sister.”
    She hit my shoulder lightly. “Be nice to her.”
    “It’s my sole purpose in life to pick on her.”
    “Poor Scarlet.”
    I rubbed her back while she sat on me. When she came home, we usually got right down to business but I wasn’t in the mood. Janice picked up on my melancholy.
    “Babe, what’s wrong?”
    “I’ve just been thinking…”
    “That’s a first,” she teased.
    I smiled even though I didn’t want to.
    “Tell me,” she said with a serious voice.
    “Now that we’re moving, it’s made me think of the future…”
    “Yeah.”
    “Are you sure you want to be with me?”
    Her eyes widened while she looked at me. “Where did this come from? Of course I do, Ryan. What did I do to make you question that?”
    “I didn’t mean now. I meant in the long term, with marriage and kids.”
    “You know how I feel about that. I want you for the rest of my life, Ryan.”
    “Even though I ink for a living?”
    She gave me a serious look. “You could be a garbage man and I’d love you just the same.”
    “Even if we had kids?”
    She stared at me for a long time. “The reason I’m so attracted to you is because you’re so confident in yourself. You never care what other people think of you, and you stand up for what you believe in. You’ve never been ashamed of who you were or where you came from. And I loved that. I don’t understand where this hesitation is coming from. I’ve always been supportive of your career. Please stop putting yourself down.”
    “I just want to make sure I’m the man you deserve.”
    “You’re more than what I deserve.” She kissed me on the cheek and pressed her forehead against mine. “Stop thinking like that, okay?”
    “You’re really okay with it?”
    “I’m okay with anything you do.”
    “Okay.”
    “Are we done with that?”
    I nodded.
    “Because I’m horny and need you to fuck me.”
    “Whoa…that was romantic,” I said with a laugh.
    “I don’t always feel like being romantic.”
    “Apparently not.”
    She unbuttoned my jeans then pulled off my shirt. “Now get to work.”
    “You’re such a slut.”
    “You’re one to talk.” She pulled off her scarf and her shirt. When I saw her tits, I forgot about the conversation we were having. I pulled her jeans off then dragged her hips to me. Too anxious to wait for me, she pulled her thong off then grabbed my hips. She dragged me to her, wanting to feel me inside her.
    When it came to sex, she could be bossy. But I liked that. She told me what she wanted and how she wanted it. And I always delivered. As soon as I was inside her, her body molded to mine. It stretched fo r me, letting me move inside her.
    Janice gripped my back and moved underneath me, timing herself with my pace. She wasn’t kidding. She really wanted to fuck. I moved faster and felt the threshold of my orgasm. I kept it back until she was ready to explode.
    “Ryan…” Her head rolled back and her mouth opened. “Ryan.”
    I knew she was coming and I pounded into her harder, giving her as much pleasure as possible. When she was finished, she breathed heavily, still gripping me like she never wanted to let go. Unable to hold on a second longer, I crumbled and released myself inside her like I already had a hundred times. Every time I did, it felt right.
    When we caught our breath, I looked down at her, seeing the glow of her face. “I think you don’t care what I do for a living because I give you good sex.”
    “You caught me,” she said with a smile. “Just keep it up and I’ll never go anywhere.”
    “I can live with