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She stepped into him, stood on his feet and wrapped her arms around his neck, dragging his face down. He brought his hands to her waist, under her robe and thought of her lips and hair and the sounds she made when she was close to coming.
“Give it a week and let’s see how we feel.”
Seven days. He’d done years, a week was nothing. “Only the week days. You’re mine again by the weekend.”
“Seven full days, but I’ll throw in phone sex.”
“Five days, phone sex, with vision, and I’ll get some furniture.”
She laughed. “Six days, phone sex with vision, furniture and a dick pic.”
“Six days, phone sex with vision, furniture, a dick pic and something from you to inspire it.”
“Deal.” She pulled on his neck and jumped, her legs clamping around his hips. “Now I think you should apologize for being a bully and do me up against the wall before you feed me breakfast, lend me your lovely shower and send me on my way.”
He backed her into the wall with grunt of relief. He hadn’t lost her yet. He pushed her robe open and her panties to the side. She shoved at his sweats while he bent to take her nipple in his mouth. He entered her in one thrust that made her moan and clutch at him. And then he used his body to tell her she could trust him not to truly threaten or hurt her.
She showered while he sorted cereal and coffee, sliding onto the stool in her jeans, tank and hoodie. He had a million questions.
“What are you studying?”
“What does your tattoo mean?”
They spoke together and she called jinx. “We can talk about it next week.”
“I wasn’t trying to, I don’t know, prove there’s something other than sex with that question. I want to know.”
“Told you I could love you for your bath alone, but that shower is just as wonderful.”
They grinned at each other and he felt lighter, easier with himself than he had since he’d whispered his desire into her skin last night, before the dreams and the reality of her absence had realized with the sun.
They agreed he wouldn’t drop her home. They agreed she’d be the one to call. He kissed her goodbye in the kitchen and in the bedroom where she shouldered her bag and then again by the door. He wanted each of those kisses to tell her one thing. Thank you. I’m changed by you. I want you. She kissed him back. You’re welcome. I enjoyed myself. I’ll think about you.
It wasn’t enough.
She was almost out the door when he caught her hand and brought her back into the shelter of his body. He knew what was missing.
“I didn’t just think about sex all day, all night, and I’m not thinking about sex now, I thought about sex with you, Zarley. Only you. There’s a difference.”
She looked up at him, amusement in her eyes. “You are so getting sexted for that.”
He fucking couldn’t wait.
FOURTEEN
It was just sex. Good sex. Zarley picked up her pace. She was going to be late to class. Okay, great sex. She hated being late. She’d rather be early. But Reid. Oh. Anxious, moody, difficult, wearing his emotions
so plainly in the tension of his body and so extraordinarily willing to take instruction. He was a confusing mix of alpha male and raw boy and she was intoxicated by him because he looked at her as if he’d found himself.
And that was romanticizing the whole thing. It was once in a lifetime sex, that wasn’t too grand a claim for either of them. And that was worth being late for.
And a lot to think about.
She slipped into the last available seat in the back row of the lecture theatre ten minutes after Financial Management started. She sat there for the next fifty minutes and Prof Chicanofski’s voice went in one ear, met nothing to stick against in her brain and threaded straight out the other. There was no room for any new information between her ears, all she could think about was Reid. She was going to have to borrow notes.
She had two more lectures and with coffee she forced herself to pay attention. That’s what she had to do, quit mooning over the virgin man-boy and get her head together. He’d no doubt get his together too, realize he had no further need to be embarrassed and start seeing their time together as exactly what it was.
Cherry-popping, V-card shredding, all round unexpected fun.
