Page 48 of Fake It For Glory

Our skin was slick with sweat. He was heavy, but I didn’t mind. I loved the feeling of his body on top of mine. He kissed the side of my face and then my neck.

“Holy shit,” he breathed and shifted the bulk of his weight off me. “Damn.”

I giggled softly. “Agreed.”

His arm was draped across my breasts with his face buried in my neck. I didn’t know what to think. I didn’t want to think. I just wanted to be in the moment.

“I should go,” he said.

“No.” I shook my head. I didn’t want him to leave yet.

“Are you sure?”

“Positive,” I said. “Stay.”

“I should probably tell the driver,” he said with a laugh.

“Yes, you should.”

“Stay right here,” he said. “I’ve got to find my phone. Don’t move. I’m going to come right back here and I want you to be just like this.”

He rolled out of bed and found his pants. I watched him pull out his phone and tap out a text message while in the buff.

He was so hot. Gorgeous.