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Her teeth nip at my ear and a shiver runs through my body from head to toe as her hips buck and her weight pins me to the bed. Her hands find mine and our fingers thread as her lips cover mine. Our tongues meet and her body squeezes me so tightly my cock pulses in protest.
We fit together perfectly, and every move she makes only inflames me more. I’m engulfed by desire, by this blazing need for her. And with the scent of flowers in my nose, her sweet smell, and the taste of her mouth, I’m addicted.
There’s no way I can ever let her walk away. I can never go another night without her by my side, in my bed, her body tangled up with mine as we drift off to sleep.
As if she can read my thoughts, she pulls back, her gaze locked on mine as she continues moving, rocking my entire world. “You’re mine tonight, Clifton.” The way my name sounds on her lips has my stomach tightening and the breath squeezing from my lungs. Her lips touch my chin, trail along my jaw to my ear, where her velvet tongue tickles my lobe. Her lips press to my temple, her teeth scrape my jaw, her hands hold mine tight and she continues pinning me to the bed, her body moving in a rhythm as old as the universe.
I watch her move, loving her beautiful hair, the delicious curves of her body, the imperfections that give her more depth and beauty. I want to see all of her, to feel every secret, to taste every inch of her.
And as pleasure builds deep within me, I know that the night is about to implode, leaving us trembling and exhausted and wrapped up in one another. I can’t think of a better way to spend my evening.
As my body tightens up and pleasure screams through every nerve ending, I hear her whispering, but I can’t make out the words as she kisses, nibbles, and tastes my face, neck, and shoulders. She’s perfection.
Her hands finally release me and she pulls apart before sliding to my side, throwing one leg over my hips and an arm across my ribs.
I need to clean up, but I don’t want to disturb the moment. But with every passing second, I know I need to get up.
“I’ll be right back,” I say, lifting up on my elbows. She clings tighter to me for a moment, then lets me go with a sleepy smile.
In her bathroom, I clean up and then stand, holding onto the edges of her sink and staring at myself in the mirror. The man staring back at me is split into two halves - the logical side who knows our lives are forever complicated by this, and the other side of me that can’t imagine another night without her by my side.
Neither man is me in the moment; the man who just wants to lay beside her, pull her into my arms, and contemplate how very small we are in the vastness of existence and how fleeting our time here truly is.
Instead, I finish washing my hands and make my way back out to her side. In bed, she’s relaxed, seemingly drifting off to sleep already. I climb into her bed next to her and she smiles at me, snuggling in like a sweet kitten. She pulls my arm across her ribs and tangles her legs with mine in a way that feels like coming home. “Welcome back,” she whispers.
“Thank you,” I say, pressing a kiss to her forehead as she smiles. Running my hand through her silken hair, I wonder how the hell I’m so lucky as to have gotten to spend this time with her. She’s stunning perfection.
“I might sleep now.” She sounds as if she’s already on the brink.
“So sleep,” I pull the blankets up over her and hold her close as her breaths deepen and she drifts off to sleep.
I inhale her delicate scent, aware I can still taste her on my lips and feel her softness on my skin. For the first time in a long time, I finally feel as if I’m right where I belong.
Chapter Sixteen
Emma
I open my eyes and see Clifton's handsome face next to mine on the pillow. His chest rises and falls softly, one arm draped across my waist, the other up behind his head as he stretches out on his back. His warm breath stirs the tiny hairs on my neck and I grapple with the unexpected emotions welling within me.
Clearly, last night was not just an incredible, impossibly perfect dream. I almost wish it all had been a dream; that would be so much easier to deal with today. That's not to say I'm unhappy with what happened last night - I'm not - but I'm not really sure how to move forward either.
How do I face him after the amazing night we shared?
I should be happy, right? Even when he was driving me crazy and I hated him, I have to admit that maybe my ex was right - I think I had a crush on him even then.
So why am I experiencing a serious sense of dread this morning?
Maybe because I’d just had a one night stand with a coworker.
Maybe because that coworker is both my partner and the boss's son.
Maybe because navigating this charged environment around us has already been a challenge, and now things are going to be downright impossible to manage.
I study the sexy curves of his face, lost in thought. He’s smart, handsome, and successful. And he’s really calmed down and found his place in the firm. We’re no longer at each other’s throats, we found solid ground with one another - something I never would have suspected we could do - and now we’ve messed everything up by falling into bed together at the literal first opportunity.
But I’d felt safe with him last night. I’d felt desirable, wanted, and hungry for touch. I wanted to share the time and experience with him. However, in the harsh light of day, I can’t help but worry that we've made a mistake. A mistake we can’t take back or fix. How are we going to work together now?
Maybe I’m overthinking things. Perhaps I’ll feel better after I eat; low blood sugar or something has me all in knots. I don’t know.
