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I’ve forgotten why I’m here.
I don’t remember anything but how much I need him.
My lips go on their own exploration, I suck and lick his scruffy jaw and down the column of his neck, rubbing my nose in his hair, letting my senses learn him, absorb him again.
Enjoy him again. “You smell so good.”
He tugs at the hem of my turtleneck and I lift my arms over my head so he can yank it off. He cups one of my breasts through my tank top and squeezes before he lowers his head and sucks my throbbing, aching nipple into the hot pleasure palace of his mouth. I shout his name and reach down with desperate, grasping fingers to tug his shirt off, too.
I grip the hem of it and I pull, my fingernails scraping him at times until his shirt is over his head. The press of his warm, firm skin against my own now topless body is akin to relief. I run my hands greedily over his smooth skin.
“God, I’ve missed you.” He groans into my neck. He unbuttons my jeans, shoves them down my hips. I shove his sweatpants down and reach between us to wrap my hand around his thick cock. My fingers can’t close around it completely and I pulse in anticipation of having him inside me again. He slips his hand into my panties and cups my pussy. I grind against his palm and moan at how dizzying the pleasure is.
The voice of reason is telling me that I’m making a mistake. That this is the last thing I need to do given what he’s just told me. It’s nearly drowned out by my rebel heart’s shout of joy at how wonderful it feels to be in his arms.
Nearly…
“Wait,” I breathe.
“Shit, you’re so fucking wet,” he whispers against my ear.
“Remi, wait.” I let go of his cock and shift so his hand slides out from my panties.
He stiffens and pulls off me immediately and hovers over me. “What’s wrong?”
A bead of sweat falls from one of the curls that’s hanging on his forehead. It lands on my cheek. He leans down, his heat and breath as heady as the weight of him on me. He glides the tip of his tongue over the spot on my cheek where his sweat fell.
“Remi, this isn’t what I came for. I’m not ready,” I pant and press a hand to his chest. His hot eyes bore holes into me. He swoops down and gives me the most perfect kiss.
Not as perfect as the sweet friction of him sliding into my body would have been. But, it wouldn’t just be sex. Not to me. My feelings for him are right below the surface. I can’t afford to let them spill over.
So I sit up and pull my clothes on. “Let’s talk first.”
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COMPLICATIONS
KAL
My stomach drops when I see the name on the screen of my ringing phone. I nearly decline the call, but I know that will only make things worse.
“Morning, Jules.” I grimace at the effort it takes to keep my voice natural, but I’m sweating bullets because I have already fucked-up my assignment.
I got here and forgot, immediately, why I was here in the first place. I actually got in to see Gigi Rivers, and I didn’t ask her a single fucking question except “Where can I find Remington?” Because apparently, my very neglected vagina usurped my brain the minute I thought we might be breathing the same air.
I stand up and head to the small front foyer of the house.
“Any updates?”
A door opens on the left side of the house. Remi must finally be awake. I step out into the already very warm morning. I make sure the door is shut and sit on the top step of the porch. I pray splinters don’t find a home in my bare thighs.
“None yet.”
“You’ve been there for two days.” She says sharply.
“Technically one.” I wince at how lame I sound.
“If you’re already speaking in technicalities, that means you’ve already made a mistake,” she accuses
