“Do we really have to go?” I groaned, mesmerized by the sway of her ass as she headed for the bathroom.
I scrambled across the bed, grabbing her hand and hauling her back onto the mattress. She giggled, and my dick slid between her thighs, seeking out her heat.
“Yes.” She gave me a quick peck, squirming in my arms, which only made me want her that much more. “I’ve been a terrible tour guide. We spent most of the weekend in bed.”
Somehow, she managed to get free, but she lingered still, her eyes scanning my bare chest greedily. I’d lost count of the number of orgasms I’d given her, and she still wanted more. I knew the feeling. I wasn’t sure I’d ever get my fill of her.
“The best tour guide.” I cupped the back of her neck, pulling her to me for a passionate kiss that left us both breathless. “There’s no place I’d rather be.”
“Connor.” She rested her forehead against mine. “You’re torturing me.”
“You’re one to talk.” I gave my hard-on a pointed glance.
“You’re incorrigible.”
“Insatiable,” I corrected with a smirk as I wrapped my arms around her, rolling us so I was on top of her. Her breath came in shallow pants, her pupils dilating as we ground against each other.
“I’m giving a speech, and we can’t be late,” she said, but her protest was weak.
“Then we better be fast.” I flashed her a wicked grin.
She nodded quickly, and I grabbed a condom. I kissed her again, my tongue mimicking the thrusts of my hips. I swallowed her moans as I tried to hold back my own release. She was so fucking beautiful, so… I squeezed my eyes shut. I was torn between needing release and wanting it to last as long as possible.
“Look at me,” she said, and I returned my focus to her. “Be here…with me.”
I nodded, resting my forehead against hers as our bodies moved in sync. Her breasts swaying, my cock throbbing, heart pounding. There was sex, and then there was this. Andthiswas on a whole different level. A different universe. I’d never felt more connected to someone, more in tune with their needs and vice versa.
“You’re so sexy,” I said, tracing her cheek with my hand, threading my fingers through her hair. She cried out, clutching me to her as she chanted my name.
“Fuck. Yes,” I grunted, her walls gripping me as we rode out our release.
I’d barely come down from the high when she hopped out of bed. I wanted to pull her into my arms, to lie in bed all day caressing her skin, but she clearly had other plans. “Get a move on, sailor. We have a work function to attend.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I saluted her and followed her to the bathroom.
Though I’d booked a room for the week, Olivia had convinced me to check out early. We’d swung by the hotel yesterday to grab my bag and ended up having sex before I turned in the key. I smiled to myself, stepping under the spray with her.
I would’ve ravished her again, but I knew this event was important to her. So, after a very quick shower, we sped across town to the hotel where Igloo Books was hosting the Spines for Soldiers panel. Despite the fact that we’d just had another round of epic sex, she seemed on edge during the drive.
“Okay, so…please don’t mention the fact that we’re…” she said when she pulled into the parking spot.
“That we’re…?” I prodded, knowing exactly what she was thinking but wanting to hear the words all the same.
“Connor,” she chided. “This is important. I spearheaded this program, and I don’t want to undermine it by making people think it’s a hookup service or something.”
I barked out a laugh but sobered when I saw her serious expression. I took her hand in mine. “I promise to behave.”
“Good.” She let out a sigh, but the tension remained in her shoulders.
This was a big day. It was a chance to prove how important the Spines for Soldiers program was. To celebrate its success, but also to justify its continued existence. It was no wonder she was stressed. It was her baby. And from what she’d told me about her boss and her upcoming performance review, it was even more important.
“Come on, Goody.” I bopped her on the nose.
“Goody?” She furrowed her brows, and it was fucking adorable.
“Yeah. I think it should be your call sign,” I said over my shoulder as I got out of the car, waiting for her to join me before striding toward the building.
“As in Goody-two-shoes?” she asked as I held open the door, letting her walk ahead of me.
