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“Maybe you’re just a good teacher,” I said, and blushed.
“Maybe.” He took my chin and tipped it up toward him. My lips parted almost on their own. “Maybe you were just desperate to learn.”
“I don’t know. I had chances before.”
“But that night was special.”
“Something about it.”
“You couldn’t resist me if you wanted to. You’re dripping wet wondering when I’m going to kiss you.”
I couldn’t say a word.
He pressed his lips against mine, and I didn’t pull away.
A rush of excitement and pleasure ran through my body, flushing my cheeks, soaking my pussy, lighting my body on fire. His hands laced through my hair and pulled me tightly against him as he kissed me, his mouth working mine, our tongues touching.
I couldn’t help but moan softly into his kiss. I hadn’t been touched like that since he’d kissed me the last time, all those nights before, and I’d definitely never been touched like that before him. Emory’s mouth worked mine, and I shifted my weight, sliding my leg over him, straddling him.
He pulled me tight, kissing me, hand tight in my hair. I couldn’t believe I’d just climbed on top of him like that, but I was so far past thinking clearly. The second he moved close to me on that couch, I knew I was done for. I knew I was going to give myself to him, no matter what I thought was the right thing to do.
So I kissed him, moaning softly, excitement rushing through my mind, tipping me over the edge.
And just as soon as I felt his hands beginning to roam my body, the sound of a crying baby tore me out of the moment.
I paused and stopped, pulling back.
“Damn,” he said softly.
“That’s Mason.” I bit my lip. “I have to go check on him.”
“Yeah,” he grunted. “I guess so. Go ahead, mommy.”
I climbed off him and stood up. I glanced back at him but quickly tore myself away.
I opened the bedroom door and quickly shut it behind me. Mason was awake and crying, and so I quickly walked over to him, rocking him slightly, trying to calm him down. He was probably upset that he woke up in a strange room.
What the hell was I doing? I couldn’t believe I had kissed him like that. I barely knew this man, although he was the father of my son. Our situation, everything happening, it just wasn’t the time to start kissing and throwing myself at Emory.
Mason had to be my first priority, and I needed my mind to be clear to make the right decisions. I couldn’t be distracted by Emory, by his amazing taste, his lips, his hands, his body. I couldn’t let myself do that.
I couldn’t risk letting Mason down.
As I rocked my baby, I knew I wasn’t going back out there. No, I was going to eventually get Mason back in bed, and I was going to go to bed myself, alone.
I couldn’t let myself give in to what I knew I really wanted.
12
Emory
I woke up the next morning with a hard fucking cock and a backache.
I hated sleeping on hotel couches, though then again I’d take a hotel couch over a tent in north Pakistan any day. At least the couch wasn’t full of rocks and didn’t have the potential to explode at any moment.
After Tara left the room last night, she didn’t come back out. I figured she was too busy with her fingers deep in her pussy, moaning to herself, saying my name. It was a shame that she was too afraid to give in to what she really wanted, although she’d looked like she was about to for a second.
That fucking kiss. I stretched my legs and grunted. That fucking kiss had sent fire through my veins, driven me absolutely insane. The girl threw herself at me, straddling my hips, rubbing herself against me. My cock was fucking raging hard, and I wanted to press her down on the couch and fuck that pussy until she couldn’t breathe anymore.
But as soon as Mason started to cry, she disappeared and never came back. Not that I could blame her of course, since her child always came first.
Our child, I had to remind myself. Our fucking child.
My phone started ringing a few minutes later, just as my hard on was finally starting to soften. I grabbed it and answered.
“Yeah?”
“Emory, it’s Travis.”
“How are the parents?”
“They’re fine,” he said. “Been on them all night. Nothing suspicious. Unless Omar himself was sneaking around, I doubt they were doing anything.”
“Got it.”
“Also, Cooper just showed up.”
I laughed. “You called Coop?”
“Hell yeah, man.”
“Fair enough. Tell me next time.”
“You would have said no. This way, you didn’t have a chance to make a bad decision.”
