Page 53 of Sundown Somewhere

“You have no idea…just don’t stop…”

“No plans to, baby.” I graze my teeth along the skin where her neck and shoulder meet, the sweet taste of her skin hitting my tongue. “But what if I do this…”

My hand slides to her breast, fingers finding her nipple, taut with desire. Rolling it between my thumb and forefinger, I bite down on the sweet spot on her neck. And that’s all it takes.

“Hux!”

Dolly’s scream starts as my name, morphing into something indecipherable as her climax takes over, filling the room and echoing off the walls. Her whole body goes stiff in my arms, pussy like a bear trap on my cock, triggering my own orgasm. It hits me like a tidal wave, straight out of nowhere, the wall of pleasure blinding me for a second as I hold on to her even tighter.

Because this is everything I could ever want. The most amazing feeling in the entire world, while holding the most amazing woman in the world. It might be a one-time thing, but it will easily be the best experience of my life. I don’t even have to think to know that nothing will ever compare to this. To her.

A long moment later, Dolly collapses backward into me, her limp body completely spent. I gather her in my arms and get us into the bed. I should probably go grab a washcloth or run the bath to clean us up, but right now the only thing I want is to hold her in my arms. To drag out this moment as long as I can. To keep her right here, connected to me.

“If that’s you acting like you hate me, what would it be like if you actually liked me?” she asks with a giggle, snuggled up against me, head resting against my bare chest.

I chuckle, pulling her impossibly closer and placing a chaste kiss to the top of her head. “There maybe wasn’t quite as much hate in there as I threatened.”

“Whatever it was, I liked it.”

Me too…

“And we should do it again.”

I look down at her, waiting on her to continue, but she doesn’t. She simply looks up at me, her sparkling blue eyes reflecting back something new. Something I can’t quite name.

And I’m here for it.

15

DOLLY

“I have one last surprise for you.”

One last surprise…

These last few days have been nothing but surprises. For both of us.

“You said we needed to be up and out the door early,” I reply, trying to keep my confusion from turning into something else. Because if we didn’t really need to be up early, I’m going to be grumpy. Very, very grumpy.

I was an exceptionally happy little girl curled up in bed this morning. Who wouldn’t be, snuggled up next to a naked Hux, those strong, tattooed arms wrapped around them, enveloped in not only his body heat and incredibly manly smell, but whatever that brooding intensity is called?

Then again, getting to play with him in the shower wasn’t exactly a hardship either.

Still, forcing me out of that cocoon of bliss so that we could get a move on—his words, not mine—seemed to have actual, legit ramifications.

“We did.”

“So, don’t we need to get going?”

I pause at the bottom of the stairs, my actions in direct contradiction to my statement. So much for holding that confusion in.

Hux smirks, unhooking my weekender from my shoulder and slinging it over his. There’s a telling twinkle in his eye and a twitch to his lips…that’s not just any old smirk. I know this look. He’s up to something.

“Hux…”

“I’m gonna put these in the car. Be right back.”

“Huxley.”