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He bites my tip so hard I constrict around him, and we both cry out in elation, rapture, and euphoria. After the pulsing subsidies, I lay limp against him, my skin melting into his. Soft breaths tickle my ear, and sensual fingertips glide up my spine. I’ve never been so, so … satisfied.
Remi wraps his arms around me and squeezes.
My lips seek out his in a soft kiss.
A reward.
An apology.
“Can I stay?” There’s a hint of vulnerability in his tone.
A simple request that I know I should deny. We can’t have more of this. We shouldn’t indulge because it will be excruciating when he leaves my bed for someone else’s. And yet…
“Yes.”
Chapter 18
Remi's Monday
Remi
Holy hell and the devil’s deeds. What just happened?
Fucking mind-blowing sex, that’s what. I’m still trying to collect my thoughts as I lazily stroke Mae’s back. Her skin is satin under my fingertips.
My body is buzzing with bliss after the unrelenting tension my muscles endured. Talk about torture. I honestly thought my balls were going to explode. The tight ache that kept me on the precipice of climax until Mae decided it was time for release was agony. I’d do it a thousand times to come like that again.
How? How could she ever think I can go back to casual sex with random women after experiencing the fuck of my life? After having her.
Nuzzling the strawberry cloud that is Mae’s hair, I sigh in utter contentment. No one has ever made me feel this way. I’m stunned, awed.
“Don’t catch feelings.”
Too late. I can’t say she didn’t warn me, but I already had strong feelings before this. Now? This horse has been lassoed. I’m one-hundred-percent owned by this goddess that took me through hell only to show me how incredible heaven can be. I’m so in love with this woman I could fucking weep.
I’d do anything to keep her. Sell my soul and my kidney, just to always have her like this. I wish I could stay with her forever. Never leaving this bed, never not touching her skin.
Relishing this moment, I almost whine when Isabel cries for her mother. A faint snore tickles my ear, and I can’t help the grin that spreads across my face. “Mmm, Queeny.”
Isabel’s cries become louder.
Giving Mae a gentle nudge, I sing in her ear, “Queeny.”
“Shh, Queeny’s sleeping.”
I chuckle, rolling us over so I can see her face and kiss her lips. Her touch is delicate and tender, no longer rough and desperate. There’s a small smile on her face, telling me she’s completely sated. My chest would puff out if there was any space between us.
“Isabel is calling for you, and I should probably clean up the mess I made downstairs.”
“Probably,” she mimics, playing with the back of my hair, not eager to get up.
Another cry for Mommy reverberates through the door.
“How about this… You get Isabel before she tries to climb out of her crib while I clean up downstairs and whip up something to eat.”
Alabaster arms reach over her head as she savors a languid stretch, like a cat bathing in a sunspot. “Only if you meet me back up here after, so we can do that again.”
I take her mouth and give her tongue sweet strokes, getting my fill of her taste. “I’ll have to think about it.” I know damn well I’d meet her anywhere, at any time.
