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“Oh sweet Jesus…”
Another half hum and half laugh rumbles right before I implode. Every nerve and cell ignites as my orgasm rips through me, and I’m barely recovered when Parker pokes his head out from beneath the sheet and smirks up at me. Sex-and-sleep-rumpled hair sticks out in every direction like a golden halo. Bright blue eyes shine, and his stubbled jaw glistens with the evidence of my pleasure as he chuckles, “Morning, Wild Thing.”
Wild Thing. I’m not quite sure why he’s taken to calling me that, but it makes me shiver with a happiness so intense and deep that I can’t contain my smile.
Rolling onto his back beside me, he pulls me onto his chest, where we lie for a while, my fingers fussing with the light smattering of hair on his chest. The silence is blissful.
“Last night…” he says eventually, making my heart squeeze so tight that it feels like it pushes up into my throat, blocking my airway.
Oh God, he’s going to say this is it. He’s fucked me, and now he’s done. One night. Wham bam.
“You asked what happens now,” Parker continues, oblivious to my internal meltdown. “I want to say that we can keep doing this. See where it goes…”
Although he trails off, I can hear the “but” loud and clear in my head.
“But I have Easton, and he’s my priority.”
“I know,” I whisper back.
I’ve always known that, and his relationship with Easton is one of the things that makes him who he is. The man that I’m dangerously weak for. Watching them together is nothing short of mesmerizing.
“Our life is complicated and exhausting. At times it’s downright chaos, and I can’t bring people in and out of his life. It’s all so confusing already…but I don’t want this to end here. Last night was…”
“Amazing?” I peer up at him.
“Phenomenal,” he chuckles back.
“Remarkable…astounding…epically mind-blowing.”
Cupping my face, he tilts it up to his, nipping the tip of my nose with a broad smile. “You’re good for my ego.”
“You’re good for my…ummm…”
“Your…?”
“Lady taco.”
A thunderous laugh bursts from him, shaking every bit of his body as he drags me to lie on top of him, my front to his.
“Lady taco?”
“Yeah, you know…my wonder cave.” If I knew where all the shit I’m rambling is coming from, I would stop it, but I don’t. And anyway, it’s making him laugh. I’m making him laugh. “Fanny, bajingo, foof…my thingy.”
“And she rhymes,” he sings in that low, sexy timbre of his that turns my insides to molten lava.
“My talents are endless, Hawthorne.”
“I thought it was Hot Boss?”
“You’re not my boss right now.”
A flush colors his face, and when I straddle his hips, Parker sits up, lifting me with him as he gets out of bed and heads into the bathroom. He sets me on my feet before turning me to the mirror.
There’s a look on his face I can’t quite decipher. But it gets more and more sheepish while he combs his fingers through my hair and then twists it up off my shoulders.
“Parker Hawthorne,” I gasp as my sight widens on the mark he’s left on my neck. “Did you give me a hickey?”
Surprisingly, I’m not mad. If anything, it makes me hotter for him. Especially when he massages his fingertips over my neck with his hooded gaze trailing my naked body. I’ve never felt so beautiful. It’s not just words with him, and to prove it, he spins me to face him again.
