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I shivered with his words. “I need that, too.”
My eyes had adjusted to the dark enough to watch his silhouette shed his clothing and put the condom on. He then climbed toward me where I’d scooted back on his bed. He settled between my thighs as my fingers skimmed down his powerful shoulders.
“Tell me you missed this cock.” His dirty words flamed my senses while he teased me with the crown, rubbing my clit with small circles.
“I did. I missed it so much.” My back arched when he entered me one inch at a time, as if savoring the moment.
“I love how much I fill you. How tight you are around me every time.”
I gasped when he rolled me over so I was on top of him.
He pulled the T-shirt over my head but left on my bra, for which I was grateful.
Arching back, I loved how he filled me completely and proceeded to ride him with abandon.
His hands gripped my hips, urging me along and setting the pace.
When his thumb centered on my clit, my moves became frantic as I chased my orgasm. He thrusted up, hitting a spot over and over, making my entire body shake with pent-up desire. “Mark.”
“Give it up to me. Let me feel your cunt squeeze me when you come.”
Never had that particular C-word turned me on, but the way he said it—I was done for. Completely. The icing on the cake was hearing him call out my name as if he couldn’t help himself while he came on one last thrust.
I lay there on top of him for a few minutes, enjoying the feel of his hands stroking my back and not in a hurry to break the connection of him inside of me. I whispered in the dark, “You got a bed.”
“Mm-hmm. Been sleeping here more often. Also, it’s a good cover for when Josh sees my car here overnight.”
His words were innocent enough, but once again, he’d plucked a nerve. He didn’t want anyone to be aware he was with me.
“I should probably get back.” I scrambled off the mattress, grateful for the shadows hiding my face. The last thing I wanted was for him to know I was upset. Unfortunately, my tone must’ve given me away.
“Is everything okay?”
“Sure. Why wouldn’t it be?” Damn. I’d gone for light and overshot, with my voice going up two octaves. Meanwhile, I shimmied into my clothes, fumbling around for my T-shirt on the floor.
He grabbed my wrist, tugging me back down with him on the bed. “Something is wrong. Tell me.”
I sighed heavily. “Nothing. If you don’t want my mom wondering if finding a file is a metaphor for something else, I need to go.”
My hand settled on my T-shirt, and I quickly put it over my head.
“Jules, talk to me.”
I couldn’t. What was there to say? That I was getting my feelings hurt by an arrangement upon which I’d put the boundaries? “It’s fine. Just a lot of stress with Rob being out. Plus, he filed a petition for visitation with Tristan.”
Mark cursed under his breath. “I’m sorry. Especially that I wasn’t here when you found out. What does the attorney say his chances are?”
“If he can pass a couple of drug tests, they’re reasonably good. It’s all part of his image overhaul, though, and not because he actually misses his son. And then I’m afraid of what it would mean if he’s granted unsupervised visits. Anyhow, I’ll do what I’ve always done. Wait and see what happens and try not to wish he’d simply disappear out of our lives for good.”
Whenever I had that thought, I felt guilty. After all, Rob was still Tristan’s father. Sometimes being the bigger person was tough.
“Are you talking with Dr. Mac in the meantime?” Mark got up from the bed, disposed of the condom, and quickly put his clothes back on.
“No, uh, I cancelled.”
“Why? Right now is when you probably need to talk to him the most. You have a lot on your shoulders.”
I didn’t need his judgment, especially since it was partially his fault I’d cancelled. “Yeah, well, I didn’t want to accidentally bring up your name. As previously demonstrated, keeping my mouth shut when I’m nervous isn’t exactly my strong suit. And since you’ve made it clear you’d hate for anyone to find out about our little fling, it’s probably for the best.”
