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A jolt of excitement lands squarely between my legs as our lips touch. He moves his hands to my hips, and he hoists me up so I’m straddling his waist. I grip his shoulders as I whimper at the sudden movement, and he sets me on top of his table, which is a better height for him, as he starts to thrust toward me.

He’s hard. He’s ready. I’m wet. I’m needy.

I shift toward him, and he moans as his tongue brushes mine. His hands inch down my body as we kiss hungrily, the ache deepening inside me as I feel ready for him. We kiss there in the kitchen as I perch on the table for a while, and I find myself lost in him again. It’s just where I want to be, and it’s a place I don’t get to explore as often as I’d like. But this moment between us feels like it’s everything I need to bring us back to where we need to be.

Maybe we can’t tell anybody we’re together. Maybe we have to hide and steal moments away like this. But maybe that’s what’s going to make us stronger in the end.

I run my fingertips under his black shirt and up the smooth skin of his back, and he pushes toward me again. I need these clothes off. I need us naked. I need to be writhing on top of him.

He’s taking it slow, like we have all the time in the world, and meanwhile I think I might combust from need.

I move my hand from his warm skin and grab his hand that’s currently trailing slowly up my torso. I place it on my breast, and I take his other hand and place it between my legs. He groans as he takes the hint, and he lifts me off the table. He lifts my shirt and tosses it to the floor, and I do the same to him. Our jeans come off next, and our underwear, and suddenly we’re naked in his kitchen.

He pulls me against him, his skin hot against mine, the hardness of his chest tweaking my sensitive nipples as they brush against him.

His mouth finds mine again, and his hand trails down until his fingertips brush against my pussy. He reaches down and plunges a finger into me, a hot growl rising up from his chest as he feels how wet he makes me.

“God, I’ve missed you,” he murmurs against my mouth, and then he scoops me up into his arms again and carries me over to that enormous couch of his.

“Lay down,” I demand, and he does. I climb on top of him, and I grasp his hot, hard cock in my fist. I stroke him a few times, and he closes his eyes as if he’s in pure bliss. Then I line his cock up and slide my pussy down on top of him.

“Oh, God,” I moan, and I grab my own nipples between my fingers as I arch my back and move slowly over him.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he rasps, and he shoves his hips up toward me as I crash down over him. We find an easy rhythm together as we start to pick up speed, and his hand moves between my legs. He reaches down and strokes my clit as I slam down on top of him, and I cry out as my body starts to break under the intense pleasure. I squeeze my breasts as lightning seems to rip through me all at once between him filling me and touching my clit, and it’s all too much too fast. The world starts to fall away around me as I focus on all the senses—his bergamot attacking my nose, and the feel of his touch, the taste of his tongue from a moment ago, the sound of his growls mixed with my moans and the sound of our bodies slapping together, the sight of his face as it contorts in pleasure beneath me. He bats one of my hands away, and he massages my breast, the rough palm of his hand making me ache for his mouth there as he brushes my clit with his other hand.

I don’t want this moment to end. I don’t want to give into the pleasure because then it’ll be over again and there’s a big question mark as to when we’ll get to be together again, but I have no choice. My body betrays me.

A surge of electricity moves through me, and then it all crashes down over me as shockwaves radiate through my body. I scream out his name as I start to come, my nails digging into his chest as I lean forward to brace myself. His fingers continue their onslaught of pleasure on my nipple and my clit, and the waves of ecstasy consume me completely as my body rides the wave of a brutal and intense climax.

He goes rigid as my body trembles over his, and then his cock swells inside me as he growls out my name and my pussy clenches around him.

We fight through the bliss together, and when it starts to dissipate, neither of us is ready to move. Instead, I collapse on top of him with his cock buried inside me. I press a kiss to his neck where my lips land, and he grunts softly at the feel as we both live in the sweet moment of the afterglow.

I wish we could live here forever.

I wish we could figure out how we’re ever going to move beyond this place where we find ourselves.

But until we can, I will savor every moment I’m lucky enough to have with this man.

I don’t have any other choice.

CHAPTER 19: LINCOLN

Sam and I meet Jolene and her camera operator, Dave, at O’Leary’s for dinner on Sunday evening. They arrive first, so Dave is already set up and the camera is rolling when Sam and I walk in. It’s a seedy little bar, but Jolene likes it and she’s the one who’s supposed to be showing me around town, so here we are. I wasn’t sure if we were going to include Sam on this venture, but given the fact that these two are roommates and drama sells, Ellie thought it would be a good idea to include her.

I’m still torn on that one, but I’m not running this show.

Maybe I should be.

I’m not used to giving up the kind of control I’m giving, but that only tells me what Jolene and I have is worth it. We’re doing this for us. We’re doing this to show our families that we can, in fact, work together. And nobody will be shocked when we emerge on the other end of it as a couple.

At least…that’s the hope. We’ll see if that’s what really goes down.

Since Dave’s at the place with a camera, eyes are already on us when we saunter up to the table Jolene reserved for us.

“Oh, you brought Sam with,” Jolene says as Dave hands us each a mic pack when we walk in. They’re hot mics, and I see people with their phones poised in our direction, so I answer.

“Of course I did. And if you two could make up, that would really help this entire podcast.”

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