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“They’ve been going to that ball for so many years, my parents know exactly where the restrooms are.”
The door is barely closed before I ask one very simple question.
“Feeling feisty?”
Because after the tease of what we did in that closet, before I got caught with my pants down, I am beyond ready. In fact, my lioness only has to look at me before I spin her around and unzip the beautiful black ball gown. Way too much fabric. She has to step out of the thing. And because I saw her get dressed earlier, I’m prepared for the bright red bra and thong. In fact, I’ve been visualizing both all night.
Before Ada can object, I pick her up and carry her into our bedroom.
As much as I want to see her, I want to feel her more. So without any pomp and circumstance, I tear off her undies and remove every stitch of my own clothing too.
“Take off your bra.”
My voice sounds thick and harsh, and I’m about to apologize when Ada takes it off. And then reaches for me with as much aggression as I’m feeling.
She pulls my hair, hard, and spreads her legs.
I’m in the mood to comply.
Always, with Ada.
Her hips thrust to meet my tongue, her moans of pleasure reminding me to do this every fucking day if that’s what Ada wants.
But I don’t want her to come like this. Not yet.
Spinning her over, I position myself, thinking of the way she taunted me with her come-hither looks all night, get in return.
Ada props herself up on her knees, and I grab her hair nearly as hard as she tugged on mine. A rush of damp heat welcomes me as I glide into her from behind.
But when I start to move, it’s my formidable fiancée who sets the pace. Crashing her backside into me, she demands more.
So I give it to her.
I relax my hold on her hair and reach around to ensure she gets off, because I’m not going to last long here.
“Jesus, Hayden.”
“Not even close,” I say just before she lets go.
I do the same, vowing to make it up to her. Nearly shaking for the effort, I pull out and collapse beside her.
The woman I’m going to marry.
“I love you.”
She snuggles close.
“I love you too.”
The sweet silence between us stretches into minutes, both of us just content to be together, to revel in the glow of what we have.
“I had fun tonight,” she says. I kiss her in response.
“I did too. You know how to charm a guy’s parents for sure.”
She tsks. “Clearly not as well as you. Eleanor was practically eating out of your hands.”
My mother scored Ada’s boss a ticket, and I used the opportunity to thank her, profusely, for everything she’s done. She took over the case herself to ensure we aren’t delayed . . . according to Ada, it’s almost unheard of. But as she reiterated tonight, our drug is “one of the most important I’ve seen come across my desk in years. It deserves to be out there.”
