Page 34 of About Last Night

I gripped the back of her thighs and wrapped them around my hips as I moved forward, resting her back against the tree she’d been hiding behind. She rocked her hips against the hard length in my pants and moaned into my mouth. I’d never deny her anything she wanted, especially not when I wanted it too.

I put her down on her feet just enough so she could push her pants down and kick one foot out. While she was doing that, I undid the button on my jeans and pushed my pants and boxer briefs down to my knees. The second we were both ready, she wrapped her arms around my neck, and I lifted her up by her thighs. She didn’t hesitate to wrap her legs back around my hips, crossing her ankles just above my ass.

Her pussy ground against my cock, the movement eased by her slick juices. “Fuck yeah, baby, rock your pussy against me just like that.”

She whimpered, kissing me fiercely, her tongue darting into my mouth when I parted my lips. Fuck, it was a rush experiencing her like this. The urgency of her kiss combined with the frantic movement of her lower body and the way she tightened her arms and legs around me like she was afraid I’d stop her. I wouldn’t. I’d never dream of it.

Someday—probably very soon—she’d realize that I had no plans to stop this ever.

“Wyatt,” she moaned just as she rocked against me and I slipped inside. Her pussy accommodated me instantly now, making way for my thick cock as I buried myself to the hilt. Her thighs shook around my hips and her breath stuttered. “Y-you feel so good inside me. So f-full.”

Her eyes closed and her cheeks flushed pink. I was mesmerized, hypnotized, captivated in every possible way.

But I wanted her to come looking in my eyes. I wanted to see the pleasure streak across her face again and let her see it streak across mine when she ripped my orgasm from my body and took it into her own.

“Open your eyes for me, baby. Let me see all of you.”

It seemed difficult for her, but then her eyelids lifted and we stared at each other as I thrust in and out, picking up the pace until we were both panting hard. I was close—too close—and needed her to come before me. Sliding a finger between us, I ran it over her plump clit, loving the way she sucked in a sharp breath and shuddered at the combined sensation.

“Wyatt,” she screamed into the air as her pussy pulsed and tightened around me. I couldn’t hold off any longer and let the pleasure shoot up my spine and through every nerve ending. My thrusts stuttered to a stop as I buried myself inside her as far as I could and let my cum fill her.

I’d never had sex without a condom before her, and after this trip, I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to wear one with her even once we had them available.

I was never going to let anything come between us.

ALWAYS EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED

Wyatt

A few days later, we were making spaghetti in the kitchen while an old Boyz II Men CD played on the stereo. Brynn had found it among a few other nineties era artists when she found the stereo and decided to play through those instead of trying to find a radio station that would come through clearly.

I was stirring the sauce on the stove while she cut up some broccoli to go with it. She swayed her hips and danced subtly, but it was enough to catch my eye. I couldn’t have stopped the smile that bloomed on my face if I tried. This woman was more than I’d ever expected.

She caught me staring. “What?” she asked, her cheeks getting that subtle blush I’d grown so fond of over the past week and a half.

I shook my head but didn’t stop staring. “Nothing. Just admiring the view.”

Her lips tilted up in a smile, and she opened her mouth to respond when a distinct ringing came from the living room. My smile fell as I dropped the stirring spoon onto the counter and rushed to the bag where the burner phone from Raf had been since we got here. I had plugged it into the wall to keep it fully charged and then tucked it into the side pocket, assuming I wouldn’t need it for a couple more days to check in and make sure all was clear for us to come back.

He shouldn’t be calling me now. It was too soon.

“Hello?” I answered.

“We caught him,” he said without preamble.

I moved toward the window with the phone against my ear. The calm of the lake was a strange juxtaposition to the chaos inside me. “When?”

“Last night. He tried to break into her house. We had Jamie on site and he was able to incapacitate him until the police could arrive. He’s in custody now. They’re holding him on attempted breaking and entering and stalking. He had pictures of her along with a journal filled with some sick fantasies in the passenger seat of his car.”

Something heavy swirled in my stomach—maybe doubt, maybe guilt because I knew Raf wouldn’t be talking to me so calmly if he knew what I’d done. “And we’re sure he’s the same guy who left the notes?”

“You think she could have two stalkers at that level?”

“I’m just asking if there’s any way to confirm. The notes weren’t handwritten and had no DNA. Did he confess?”

He paused. “He hasn’t yet, but my contacts with LAPD said he’s been tight-lipped since they picked him up. He lawyered up immediately, and he has a pretty extensive record. This wouldn’t be his first stalking offense.” He took an audible breath. “I can’t remember a time you’ve ever questioned me on something like this. What’s different about this one?”

The heaviness in my stomach moved to my chest and my limbs, making my whole body feel weighted down. I was sure if someone pushed me into the lake right this second, I’d sink straight to the bottom.