I steady her.
We stare at one another with a thousand questions in our eyes.It occurs to me that I can’t just leave.I can’t just wish her well.She’s my fucking client.And we still have things to talk about.
If only that was my greatest concern.
I reach down and scoop her up into my arms.
Courtney squeals.
“Don’t move that towel,” I quirk my lips.“Or you’ll leak everywhere.
“What are you doing?”
“Carrying you to the bathroom, where we’re going to shower and do that all over again.”
Go big or go home as they say.
I’m not ready to go home, nor accept that once this is over I can never touch this woman again.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
COURTNEY
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With one arm up thetiles, my breasts pressing into them, Zander plows into me.
Slam.
Slam.
Slam.
Both of us are as ravenous for one another as the other.Taking all we can get tonight.
One time.Just this once.
