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"So the basis of the arrangement is I will pay for your last three years of medical school, pay you a generous monthly stipend and help you get into UW's internal residency program in exchange for-"
"-Sex" I cut him off frankly.
"Sex?" H...
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Lennox POV
"Damn.. I guess you really missed me huh?" Beckham let out a chuckle. It may have been an overreaction the way I literally jumped on him when he walked through the door but he was gone for an entire week.
"Knox is down for his nap, Jayce is at school and for once, Brandt is at work." I wrapped my arms around his neck a mischievous grin spreading across my face.
"So what I'm hearing Ms. James is that we have the house to ourselves?"
I smiled even wider nodding my head in confirmation. "Let me show you how much I missed you, De Loughrey."
Beck let his hands slip down to my ass giving it a squeeze, "Mmm. I like the sound of that."
I laughed softly before pulling him in for a kiss. Fuck, I missed this. I let out a soft moan into his mouth as he sucked on my tongue, tangling my hands into his hair. I could feel Beckham moving, presumably walking to the bedroom. I only pulled away for a brief moment when, he stopped moving sooner than I expected him to trying to gauge where exactly in our house we were.
"Beck.. This is the kitchen, we can't. It's not sanitary." I shook my head profusely. "We'll entertain guests here."
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"We can and we are," Beckham mumbled against my skin planting kisses along my neck. "We have cleaning staff. And we have two kitchens." He chuckled softly.
He is right this house is kinda huge. There are two kitchen inside, but technically three total if you count the outdoor kitchen by the pool. But still...
"Bubs, people eat in here."
Beckham stopped kissing me and lifted his head so he could look directly into my eyes. "What do you think I'm planning to do?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow.
Fuck me. I damn near came right then. "Fuck it." I panted eagerly reconnecting our lips. I bucked my hips up against his growing erection as we made out with each other like two horny teenagers. I could hear the sound of the fridge opening and closing, but was far too preoccupied to worry about the details of what Beckham was doing.
