Page 69 of In Full Bloom

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Page 69 of In Full Bloom

“I want that too. I want to be here, with you and Sadie. Please.”

He surges up off the bed and captures my mouth withhis. I immediately open for him and he draws at my tongue. He pushes me back down onto the bed and rolls over me. His towel has been left behind and the fiery heat of his bare skin connects with mine.

I gasp out a breath and hook my leg around him, pulling him closer.

“We do have to slow down for just a second right now,” he says, breaking off another scorching kiss.

“What? No. Why?” I whine, wriggling underneath him as he reaches for the bedside table, pulling out a foil packet.

“I have a kid and although I love her to death, I didn’t exactly plan for her so I’m a bit paranoid about protection.” He waves the packet in my face while I laugh.

“Okay, fair. But hurry up. You’ve made me wait long enough.”

He kisses me, then pulls back and rolls the condom on. I expect him to resume his position on top of me immediately, but he doesn’t. He pauses there, hard length resting against my thigh and he just stares at me for a long moment while I pant and try not to writhe desperately while he admires whatever he’s seeing. His hand wanders across my body and when it grazes my nipple I lose all control, grasping for his hips and pulling him flush with mine.

“You can look later,” I growl in his ear as I lift my legs and wrap them around his waist.

He lets out a breathless, throaty chuckle, then thrusts his hips forward, sliding all the way in. We moan together and when I open my eyes I’m staring directly into his.

This is new. Our first night we never ended uplike this. We used hands and mouths and finally, I straddled his lap and rode him while he lay on my bed, encouraging me with words and his hands on my hips. But this … this kind of closeness, between our bodies and hearts. This kind of intimacy. We didn’t have any ofthis.

He fuses our mouths together and draws his hips back. He holds himself with just the tip of his cock still in me until I’m whimpering against him, clawing at his back.

I unlock my mouth from his. “Just fuck me already.”

He meets my eyes and there’s some kind of uncertainty there, like he’s not sure this is the right way to be doing things. I run my hand down his face, cupping his cheek. I brush my lips across his cheek. “It’s already special, because it’s you,” I whisper.

His eyes slam closed at my words and he thrusts forward, causing us both to utter desperate groans again. This time he doesn’t stop, not until I’m shaking and trembling, teetering on the edge, his hand thrust into my hair and his hips pounding into mine.

“You’re mine, cowboy,” I whisper into his ear and he drives into me, pressing me down into the bed. At the guttural moan coming from his throat, his hand tugging at my hair and the possessive way his hand curls under my ass and squeezes, I shatter.

30

DALLAS

My phone is ringing,but I don’t know where it is. Sunlight is filtering in from behind my curtains and I can hear the birds in the trees outside the cottage.

I had an exceptional sleep, despite the aching and throbbing in my arm.

Katie’s hot body is pressed against me, her back to my front and as I try to wriggle away her arm snakes out and latches onto my hip, hauling me back to her.

“Phone,” I mutter. “Need to answer it.”

She huffs her disapproval as I stumble from the room.

My phone is sitting in the middle of the couch cushion, where I discarded it last night when Katie dropped her towel in front of me and spread herself across my bed, utterly naked and the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.

Olivia’s name flashes across the screen.

“Hey boss,” I say as I lift it tomy ear.

“Just giving you some warning that we’ve delayed Sadie as long as possible. She’s heading your way in about three minutes, so I suggest you get clothes on and my bestie out of your bed unless you want Sadie to witness it.”

I spin around and glance at the wall clock in the kitchen. It’s after seven-thirty.

“Shit. Sorry. Thank you.” I hang up the call, but not before Olivia’s laughter echoes down the line.

“Time to get up,” I call to Katie, who’s still snuggled so far down in my bed I’m not sure I’ll ever get her out. “Sadie’s on her way.”


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