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His grin matches mine. “All of them. Sooner or later, I’d like to try them all out with you. But I wouldn’t mind starting with you on top.” He lifts his eyebrows. “I want to see as much of you as I can.”
I learned a long time ago not to be shy about my body. I figure if I’ve gotten to the point of being naked with a guy, he must be okay with how I look, but it’s still pleasantly flattering when one goes out of his way to admire me. And the Chief’s words flatter me and turn me on at the same time.
I push him back on the bed and straddle him, inching myself down onto him until I’m fully seated. I close my eyes and relish the moment. He’s the perfect size, the perfect shape… I run my hands across his torso and abs. Perfect everything, really.
“You’re perfect,” he breathes, echoing my thoughts as if I’d spoken them out loud.
I open my eyes to see him staring up at me, his eyes dark. His eyes are serious but a smile plays at the corner of his mouth.
This does feel perfect, all of it. A little too perfect, like some part of my mind is listening for the sound of the other shoe falling. Because it can’t be this good and this easy and this perfect.
Nothing this good can last—can it? And it would be a mistake to get too attached, too quickly.
I close my eyes again, shutting out the doubts about the future and focusing on the now, which is sex with the most beautiful man in the world and I’m not going to let anything get in the way of enjoying this moment.
I begin moving up and down, angling each downward thrust for maximum stimulation. I’m moving slowly, letting the heat build all over again.
“My God, you’re gorgeous,” the Chief groans.
I flutter my eyes open. His gaze, dark with desire, is pinned on me. I sink down on him again and he sucks in his breath with a hiss, his jaw tightening.
“Don’t know how much longer I can hold out,” he breathes. “You are just so… fucking… beautiful.”
Turns out that was just what I needed to hear. The words ratchet my already strong desire up several notches and I press myself against him, seeking release.
“May I?”
Before I can fully register what Jeremy is asking, he’s sat up, wrapped his arms around me, and rolled me over so that I’m now flat on my back and he’s pistoning into me without missing a beat.
“You may,” I gasp because this is even better. I’m surrounded now by the Chief, caged between his strong warm arms, surrounded by that Christmas cake scent, feeling protected and cherished and wildly passionate.
I wrap my legs around his waist and surrender myself to thrusts and groans. I’m ready to explode all over again. I angle myself just so, and—
I tip over the edge. At the same time, Jeremy’s thrusts intensify then with a loud groan, he stiffens for a moment before collapsing.
We lie side by side, panting and sweaty.
“That… was… incredible,” I pant out.
“Happy Fourth of July,” he whispers in my ear. “Best fireworks ever.”
20
BLAZE
I’m in a dreamy, sexy, cozy place, surrounded by yummy manly smell, skin to skin under the sheets pressed up against Jeremy… who I still call the Chief in my head because there’s something weirdly sexy about it. He’s snoring lightly, one large hand resting on my bare stomach. I nestle a little deeper into the blankets.
I could get up and make us coffee, and then we could have sex again.
Or maybe we could have sex first, and then have coffee…
Coffee, sex… Sex, coffee… Coffee, se—
My blissful reverie is obliterated by a sharp, rhythmic knock on the front door.
I jolt upright, dislodging Jeremy, who grunts a little and blinks open his eyes. “You okay, babe?” he mumbles.
Babe? I like the sound of that. I like it a little too much.
