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Her pussy convulses around my shaft as she screams, digging her nails into my back. My balls tighten with the sensation, but I push the urge back. I don’t want to miss this.
Her eyes go wide, then soften as her neck arches and her swiveling picks up pace. My palms glide across her back, skimming every inch of skin I can find before circling around to her clit.
I swipe my thumb across her sensitive nub, once, twice, and on the third time, she explodes. Her pussy clamps down on me, and my shaft swells with the need to release.
I can only hold on for two more thrusts before I fall off the cliff with her, chasing our high together.
In that moment, I realize I’ll always chase her.
Wherever Nora Reyes goes, I will follow.
Chapter 37
SJ
Someone pounding on the door wakes me up. I scrub my eyes and blink several times, trying to read the time on my watch. Shit. It’s 11:30 in the morning. Nora and I slept way too late, so I have to assume that’s Liam beating the hell out of the door.
“Coming!” I yell, hoping he stops.
I glance at Nora as she stirs awake. Our sexcapades from last night started and ended in the living room. She’s under a throw blanket on the sofa. Her lean brown legs stretch along the cushions. I groan inwardly, knowing I can have my way with her right here and now.
“Liam’s here,” I tell her softly.
Before I can say another word, she sits up and wraps her naked body tightly in the blanket.
“I’ll get dressed and be right out.” She gives me a quick peck before heading into her bedroom.
The pounding starts again, and I slip into my pants before heading for the front door.
“I said I’m coming!” I yell as I pull the door open.
Liam’s expression is all frustration. He stands before me with his suitcase handle in one hand and pet carrier in the other. Fuck. I forgot about the damn cat.
A loud meow comes from the carrier. The cat seems as frustrated as Liam.
“Come in, sorry about that. We overslept.” Another scream from the carrier makes my eyes go wide.
“Shh, it’s okay Gracie.” Liam holds up the carrier so he can look at the cat through the mesh.
Who the hell is this guy? Consoling a cat?
We walk into the living room, and for the first time, I see the state of the room. Nora’s discarded lingerie is on the table and floor. Some of the furniture is a little off center.
I clear my throat, a little embarrassed to have my boss see all of this. I walk over and gather the lingerie and slide the chairs and table back into their proper places.
“Nora will be right out,” I say.
Liam sets the carrier on the coffee table and unzips it. He taps lightly on the table, encouraging the cat to come out.
“Come on, Gracie girl, it’s okay,” he coos.
I stare in disbelief at hearing this grown ass man I’ve known forever talk to a cat like she’s a baby. Liam is a no-nonsense, all-business sort of guy. I didn’t even think he liked cats. I always pictured him as a dog person. Something big, scary, and highly trainable to military precision. German Shepherd. Rottweiler. Pitbull. Doberman.
Yet here he is, baby talking to a cat.
Nora comes out of the bedroom dressed casually in sweats and a t-shirt. She’s piled her beautiful raven hair high on her head. She’s almost fully healed, only barely a lingering limp. It makes me wonder if I should have let her dance for me last night, but hindsight and all… She blindsided me, and her ankle was the furthest thing from my mind right then.
“Liam, this is Nora Reyes.”
