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I cry out, cling to him. My whole body begs him for his orgasm, wanting nothing more than for him to give himself over to me in the same way I’m giving myself to him.

“Good girl.” Reese nuzzles on my temple, his hard cock working in and out of me through my orgasm. “You’re such a good girl, coming for me so pretty. Feel so good…”

Then his fingertips dig into the small of my back. He drags me all the way down on his length and I feel that heat of his sear into me when he erupts.

I shudder and moan. Nothing feels better than this. Milking him dry. Knowing that I’m driving him crazy. Coming apart together.

I feel high.

I feel powerful.

I feel loved.

He holds me to him for a single precious moment. His warmth envelops me and even in the high of the afterglow, I let myself relax against him.

“You’re gonna be the death of me,” he murmurs.

“You’re one to talk.”

He laughs, his voice a deep timbre. I snuggle against him, closer. It’s such a smooth, liquid sound. I love the way that it sounds. The way it makes me feel.

Though at some point, we do have to get up and actually get clean.

“Wanna wash off for real this time?” Reese says it like he can read my mind.

I laugh and nod. “Yeah. Let’s.”

He takes his time sliding out of me. Then he takes his time with me. Methodical, soft, he washes my body with a tenderness that would feel at odds with how savagely we just fucked if it didn’t actually make all the sense in the world. It’s body worship in its simplest form. Lovemaking without the penetration.

When I’m rinsed, he nuzzles his nose against mine. “Go on and get in bed. I’ll clean up in here.”

Get in bed. Get in his bed. My heart leaps into my throat and I don’t tell him no. To be honest, the thought never even occurs to me.

I slip out of the water and grab a towel so I can dry off. When I’m dry, I practically dive in beneath Reese’s silky covers.

I’m already beginning to drift off by the time Reese’s weight dips the mattress. My eyes flutter. “Mm…”

“Shh. It’s okay, Liv. Let’s sleep.”

The weight of Reese’s arm drapes over my waist. He pulls me close to him, letting me settle against his chest.

It’s the perfect end to an unexpectedly perfect day.

38

REESE

My bed is empty come morning time. It’s strange to crave weight beside me. I’ve been a perpetual bachelor for years now and there’s nothing better than waking up alone.

But Olivia’s absence does something to me. There’s something missing with her not there.

Come on, Reese. Get a goddamn grip. It’s one thing to like her, but now, you’re getting a little crazy with it.

I shake my head like it’s going to shake the effect Olivia has on me. It’s good that today’s an off day. I’d be too distracted to do anything of substance on the ice.

It’s a dangerous thing, a woman having that kind of hold on me. But Olivia isn’t a random woman.

Since my morning thoughts are consumed by her, I get out of bed to find her. I trek to Violet’s room first. Neither Violet nor Olivia are there.

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