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With a growl, I jerked her tighter against me. One, two, three more thrusts?—
Through the haze of my own pleasure, I felt her shatter around me, clenching down on my cock with a scream, her voice breaking as she reached her climax.
And then the sensation of her clenching around me was too much to bear, and I followed her into oblivion, a guttural groan torn from my throat.
Ecstasy exploded through me as I came, filling her again and again.
I undid her ties first, then buried her beneath me when I collapsed half on top of her, my cock still nestled deep inside her, my thumb still buried in her ass.
My heart thrashed in my ears.
“Can’t breathe,” she rasped.
I splayed my arm over her waist and turned us around, her back to my chest, her heart pounding just as much as mine.
For long moments, we lay there in silence. I stroked her belly, my lips tracing the outer shell of her ear.
So beautiful. So mine. What a fucking tangled mess.
But I pushed all thoughts away. Tonight, I just needed this. Needed her. Tomorrow could wait.
After a while, we got up together, washed up, and then lay back down, tangled together, our breaths mingling, our eyes locked.
I stroked her hair, needed to keep the connection. With her in my arms, I didn’t feel alone. I didn’t feel like I was drifting. Just looking at her, touching her, kept the hollowness at bay.
But was that enough? Was I clinging to her because she made me feel better about myself? Gave me a reprieve from my life?
I cared for her deeply and would do anything to protect her—but was that love?
“Alex,” she whispered, her green eyes searching mine. “What are we doing?”
I drew her closer. “I don’t know,” I admitted, my heart heavy with uncertainty. “But whatever it is, we will see it to the end.”
She sighed and snuggled her face into my chest, her soft breath sending goose bumps against my skin.
We were two broken souls, enemies, drawn together by an undeniable force.
It was time to face the truth. Time to acknowledge what I knew almost from the beginning—and what annoyed the hell out of me. I was drawn to Fiona Donnelly. I needed to make her mine. It was an urge that was stronger than my rational thinking.
Stronger than my willpower.
Now, I needed to find a way to make this work.
CHAPTER THIRTY
Ipulled the tight skirt lower, then looked outside the window of my cab. People, lights, and buildings floated by.
Or was I the one still floating?
Ever since waking up this morning to Alex’s deliciously raspy voice muttering, “Good morning, princess,” it was as if I’d entered a parallel universe, one where Alessandro Falcone was suddenly loving, smiling, and caring.
Even his sexy, dark eyes seemed different.
I pressed my palm against my chest, right there where my heart pitter-pattered just thinking about him.
Holy shit.
This man would be the end of me.
