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“I love when you look at me like that.” He slowed his pace and pushed my legs together, putting his knees outside of mine.
“Like what?”
“Like you’re begging me to fuck you harder.”
“What are you waiting for?” I thought he’d emptied my pleasure reservoir with his incredible tongue work but I was wrong. He sped up and was so far inside me, and filled me so completely that the tension built quickly to a higher plane.
He switched from a firm grip on my hips to pull my hair back for leverage. The sound of slaps of flesh against flesh filled the room as I bit back my moans.
I felt him tensing, pulling me tighter to him. My toes curled as he throbbed inside me. Like a rubber band that had been pulled too far, I snapped, and he sent me once again over the cliff as we came together.
My inner muscles milked him until he collapsed over me, mingling his sweat with my own.
CHAPTER36
Alexa
I woke in an unusual position,with my head in the crook of Evan’s shoulder, my arm draped over his chest, and my leg over his waist. Normally we’d be spooning, but this morning, my pose was like I was clinging to Evan… no more like claiming him.
What hadn’t changed was his hard morning wood, which poked at my thigh instead of my backside. My palm detected the steady beat of his heart, a good heart.
Early morning light snuck past the curtains at the edge. Without moving anything except my eyelids, I contemplated yesterday.
I’d learned a lot about Evan since agreeing to be his fake or real girlfriend. Between our long talks and observing him, I’d seen both the Shark of Wall Street public persona and the man behind the mask.
If there’d been a Wikipedia page about him, it would have described him as cold, calculating, and ruthless. Just like a shark, he circled his prey, sizing them up, before darting in to attack. His sharp teeth were impossible to defend against and made quick work of any target.
Compassion would have been nowhere on that list of attributes, which of course is what his charity project was meant to remedy. But I’d just been taught how serious he was about helping people.
How had I gotten so lucky to end up in the bed of Manhattan’s most eligible bachelor? No in his bed didn’t fully describe it. I’d done exactly what Gwen had warned me against. I was in a relationship with Evan and real feelings had snuck up on me. I was… holy fuck… I was in love with the man. I gasped.
He woke from my sudden movement and turned his head toward me. “Hey there, gorgeous.”
My heart melted a little more every time he said that.
He flexed his hips jutting his erection against me. “Maybe you could help me solve a hard problem.”
I ran my hand over his chest. “Maybe.”
This didn’t mean that the same feelings had snuck up on him. He could be horny with or without feelings. I blinked back the moisture in my eyes.
“What’s wrong, Allie?”
I took in a breath. “I…” what could I say without scaring him?
The alarm clock sounded, and I rolled over to swat it.
He pulled on my wrist after I shut the beast down. “What do you say we—”
“I don’t have the freedom to be late to my appointments.” I pulled my hand free and rolled off the bed. “You need to wake up earlier.”
“Or next time we could set the alarm clock to give us time,” he countered.
I straightened the sheets on my side of the bed. “Or, you could not wake me up in the middle of the night for another round of sex.”
He rolled to the side and lifted on one elbow. “I didn’t hear you complaining.”
I most definitely hadn’t complained. “Not complaining, just pointing out options and consequences.”
