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“Come for me, Sunshine,” he whispers in my ear.
My mouth opens in a silent scream and my entire body shudders as I do so. My orgasm continues to barrel through me and I barely register him turning me around and lying me on my back. I feel his hard body on mine and he continues to thrust inside of me, kissing me in the process.
Then his body jerks and he buries his face in my neck as he finds his own release. His body goes slack against mine and we stay like that for several moments, panting, until Graham moves out of me and lays down on the bed at my side.
He takes in the expression on my face and smiles. My heart is still racing. He reaches for a lock of my hair, twirling it in his hand.
“I told you I’d make it good,” he says cockily.
“Shut up,” I mumble.
He chuckles before placing a kiss on my cheek. I still can’t believe what just happened. But I know deep down that wasn’t just sex. It was so much more.
And I am fucking terrified.
CHAPTER 9
Graham
The storm has stopped. It stopped around the time I fell asleep last night. It lasted nearly two days, which is a ridiculous amount of time.
We can’t leave the house yet since we’re currently snowed in. And there’s still no cell service, but I’m sure both those issues will be fixed in a couple of hours. Isabella isn’t up yet. I had a lot on my mind when I woke up this morning. It was early, so I figured I’d just let her keep sleeping while I went to get some work done.
I might not have an official position in the company currently—mostly due to my mistakes—but I try to keep up with what’s going on with it. I’m reviewing the quarterly budget I had the head of financials send me a couple of days ago while drafting an email to one of the investors I brought into the company. He’s a Japanese billionaire and has been an asset in helping our products gain traction in Asia. But he’s thinking of pulling his support right now. If the email doesn’t work, I’ll have to schedule an online meeting so we can hash out whatever it is he’s dissatisfied with.
I’m not sure how long I’m spend working on my laptop, but suddenly, there’s a throat clearing, and when I look up, Isabella’s standing by the couch. She offers me a small smile.
“Hey.”
The smile I offer her is instinctive; there’s no stopping it. Her brown hair’s a mess, she’s wearing only my shirt, and there’s not an ounce of make up on her face—and she’s still fucking gorgeous.
“Good morning, Sunshine. Did you sleep well?”
She nods, biting her bottom lip. “What are you working on?”
“Just some stuff for the company.”
When I check the time, I realize I’ve been up for two hours. I didn’t even notice. The only time my brain shuts up is when I throw myself into work, focusing on only one thing at a time.
“Okay, that’s nice,” she says awkwardly.
She hasn’t looked me in the eye once. I understand sometimes seeing or talking to a person after sex can be weird, but I thought we knew each other better than that.
You’ve only known her for three days, my subconscious reminds me.
“The storm’s stopped,” I inform her for the lack of something to say.
“Yeah, I saw. Thank God.”
I get to my feet, “Listen, Isabella, we should probably talk about?—”
“I should let you get back to work,” she says quickly, cutting me off.
My eyebrows rise. Is she being serious right now?
I was going to say we need to talk about last night. Because I have no clue what to do about the emotions running through me, and I need her to tell me she feels the same way. It was amazing and scary. I’m choosing to focus on the amazing part right now.
But it’s clear she doesn’t even want to think about it at all.
