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But rather than her usual smart-ass comebacks, she blinked awake and gazed at me, looking so fucking innocent and dreamy.
“Yeah.” She nodded.
My fists balled above her head, and I covered her mouth with mine as I thrust my hips, sliding into her tight body.
What the hell was I doing?
The hot spray cascaded over my head and down my neck and shoulders, sending chills over my skin as my body finally relaxed. I’d woken up again during the night with another erection and realized it was because her mouth was wrapped around my cock under the sheets.
I leaned a hand against the black tiled shower wall and bowed my head, letting out a breath.
Biologically, neither one of us was at our sexual peak, but you wouldn’t know it. I was practically in high school all over again, with an insatiable young woman I couldn’t get enough of, and all she had to do was look at me or breathe and I was as hard as a steel pole.
I hadn’t felt an urge to go more than twice a night in years, and here I was, four times in the last eight hours, with muscles I’d forgotten existed aching.
I couldn’t be more satisfied. Or less.
Plus, I had a shitload of work to do – I shouldn’t have overslept – but if I took her home, I knew I’d only be running back to her in a matter of hours.
I turned off the water and grabbed the towel hanging off the hook. After drying off my face and hair, I wrapped it around my waist and stepped out of the shower.
But as soon as I walked back into my bedroom, I stopped and hardened my glare.
“What are you doing?”
Easton was fully dressed in her wrinkled skirt and blouse from last night and sitting on the edge of the bed, bending over as she slipped her feet back into her flats.
She glanced over at me briefly before turning away again.
“I need to go home.”
I ground my teeth together to prevent myself from shouting at her, instead walking over to yank a pair of dark-washed jeans out of my closet.
“You got a dog?” I asked, ripping off the towel and tossing it.
“No.”
I peered over at her as I slipped my legs into the pants. “A cat? A kid? You left the stove on?” I went on.
She pursed her lips, knowing I was mocking her. Turning away, she ran her fingers through her hair, trying to tame it.
“Take your clothes off, Easton. They’re dirty,” I ordered, buttoning my jeans. “I have a T-shirt you can wear.”
Her posture straightened, and I could see she was taking a deep breath. I combed my fingers through my wet hair as I walked over to her.
“I’m a gentleman only when I need to be,” I warned. “It’s a monsoon out there. You’re not walking out of here.”
She spun around, her worried eyes pulling at my heart.
“I shouldn’t have come back here.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “Christian could come home unexpectedly, or…”
“Christian won’t be home,” I cut in. “Trust me. This is the last place he wants to be.”
She shifted on her feet, refusing to meet my eyes.
I tipped her chin up, making her look at me. “I want you to spend time with me,” I told her. “I’m not saying I want a relationship. God knows, I suck at that. But I’d like us to relax for a day, okay?”
She looked away, letting out a sigh. “I hate not knowing what to expect.” She gave a sad little laugh. “I hate not seeing what’s coming at me, and I get nervous when things go off course. I —”
“You’re on the pill, right?” I shot out, but I managed to keep my voice light.
She blinked, straightening her back at my sudden change of subject.
“Excuse me?” she blurted out, looking confused.
I almost laughed. “I haven’t been pulling out, and you never answered me last night.”
“Well, you didn’t really ask,” she reminded me. “And you didn’t seem too concerned about it, either.”
“In the moment, no,” I agreed, walking over to my chest of drawers and getting her a white V-neck. “And after feeling you without one, I doubt I’ll want to start now.” I walked back over to her and handed her the shirt.
“You are on the pill?” I asked again. “Right?”
Her eyebrow quirked, and the mischievous grin she offered delighted me.
“Easton.” I gave her the warning tone I usually reserved for my son and my employees.
Her smile spread wide, actually revealing teeth. “Of course,” she soothed. “I would’ve stopped you if I wasn’t.”
I shook my head, taking her shirt and lifting it up over her head. Whether or not getting involved with my son’s teacher was a huge mistake, getting her pregnant would definitely be a disaster.
“You see?” I told her. “Problems can always be bigger.”
I undid her zipper and let her skirt fall to the ground. She was completely nude underneath, and I felt my heart pick up its pace when I remembered her lacy underwear were probably still lying somewhere in the French Quarter.
I slipped the T-shirt over her head and then reached down and grabbed her ass, bringing her closer.
“You distracted me on purpose,” she accused, a hint of amusement in her eyes.
Yes, yes, I had. Her head had been starting to work again, just like last night, and I didn’t want her worrying about half a million things that wouldn’t happen today.
Or to start counting things, for crying out loud.
“Yes.” I trailed my lips across her cheek and down to her neck. “Because you can’t go home,” I whispered as her arms circled my neck and held me close.
