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“Shit, I’m gonna come again.”
“This time I’m joining you,” he grunted. I squeezed him as I detonated and he followed, slamming into me until he was spent.
“Jesus Christ Ryleigh, I’m not sure I’ll ever get enough of you.”
I was weak, boneless and fully sated. “I think I’m done for the evening. You wore me out.”
Oliver slipped out of me and climbed out of bed. I heard the water running as I laid there, unable to move as I waited for the numbness to wear away. He came back a few minutes later and gently rolled me over, wiping between my legs with a warm cloth then drying me. He removed the pillow and pulled the covers over me.
“Sleep, sweetheart.”
Oliver didn’t have to ask me twice. I fell into a deep sleep, dreaming about our wedding day. It was a beautiful event with lots of white flowers and champagne toasts but as the festivities wound down, I found myself hiding in the darkness from a man who was pursuing me. I couldn’t escape and when I thought I was safe, he found me, dragging me out and pointing a gun in my face.
“Ryleigh, wake up!”
My eyes fluttered open to see Oliver’s worried expression.
“What happened?” I mumbled.
“You don’t remember?” he asked.
“It was our wedding day. A man.”
“A man what?”
“A man with dark hair was following me. I tried to hide but he found me and pointed a gun in my face. It felt so real.”
Oliver’s expression darkened. “That’s never going to happen. We’ll have security the entire day.”
“I know that, but I can’t stop my subconscious from what I dream about.”
“You don’t have to worry. You’re safe.”
He hugged me to his bare chest, burying his head in my hair. I love Oliver so much, but I had my doubts that even he could protect me if someone wanted to get to me.
The next morning, I felt groggy as shit. I could feel the start of a headache behind my eyes as I shifted in bed. Oliver was draped around me, and his body heat was stifling. I tried to wiggle out of his grasp.
“Where are you going?”
“You’re too hot.”
“So are you.”
“Not that kind of hot.”
“You don’t think I’m hot?”
“Sexy, yes and temperature which is why you need to get off me. You’re making me sweat.”
“You didn’t seem to mind me making you sweat last night.”
“That was different. I expect to sweat when we have sex.”
He loosened his grip and I moved away from him but stayed in bed. Oliver stroked my hair and ran his fingers over the outside of my ear.
“Such delicate ears.”
“You’re sweet. What do you want to do today? It looks like snow.”
