Page 83 of Rush (White Lace 1)


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“The Concord is for sale.”

“So you’re going to have to move?”

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p; “Yes. Maybe.” I shook my head. My words were coming out just as discombobulated as my thoughts. “I don’t know.”

I didn’t want to tell her about my dream—because that’s all it was. A silly pipe dream.

“Come here.” I offered my hand and led her to the bedroom. It was your typical hotel room—a white duvet covered the bed, a dresser sat against the wall on the left. It was completely utilitarian, and all that I needed.

“So this is the sex lair?”

I pulled her to a stop at the end of the bed and wrapped her in my arms. “Confession time.”

“You mean more than the one you just told me in the other room?” she smiled.

I leaned down and bit her lip. She squealed and hit my chest.

“You’re the first woman I’ve ever brought here.”

She looked up, confusion washing over her face. “Really?”

“Don’t look so shocked.”

“I’m sorry, it’s just…I figured with your place being so close to the club that it was really…convenient.”

I nodded. “But I never took advantage of that. This is my space. It’s private.”

“Seems like you’re having a lot of firsts with me, Mr. Levin.”

“As are you.” I leaned down and captured her lips. Every time I kissed her, it was more intense, more personal than the last. She deepened it, pressing her tiny body against me, rubbing her stomach against my pelvis. She was trying to wake the dragon.

“Thank you for bringing me here,” she whispered in my ear. “But I don’t understand why. Are we checking something off the list?”

“Tonight isn’t about checking off any items. Tonight is about you and me and the sweet, sweet lovin’ I’m going to make to you in bed.”

She laughed.

“Hey, your words, not mine.”

She had been right. I had started this journey thinking I was going to be her first in a lot of things. But the truth was, Everly was turning out to be the first of many for me, too. And that truth scared the shit out of me.

We fell to the bed in a tangle of limbs and I lost myself in her kiss. In her touch. In everything that was real. I didn’t know this strange feeling creeping into my chest, creeping into every part of me, but it rushed through me like a freight train, obliterating everything in its wake—my rules, my senses, and I feared, my heart.

Chapter 24

Everly

As we drove down the dark road, the moonlight sparkled across the lake. On the left, houses were dispersed among the forest, long driveways leading to mansions and über mansions. Houses bigger than I’d ever seen before. It was too beautiful and too distracting as I was trying to cram in some last-minute work on my capstone requirement. I sat in the passenger seat with a flashlight in my hand, penning my thoughts off the top of my head.

As it had been for the last few weeks, I had work to do, but seeing Max trumped any deadline I might have had. Canceling wasn’t an option.

Every once in a while I’d look over. He stared straight ahead, concentrating on the road, but he knew every time I turned my attention. His hand would reach across and squeeze my thigh and I felt that squeeze between my legs. Every one of his touches elicited a burning need that I couldn’t control. Because that’s just what Max Levin did…made me lose control.

Determined to get something done before we arrived at Ben’s house, I grabbed Max’s hand and placed it back on the steering wheel.

Eventually, the car slowed and Max turned into a driveway that was practically hidden by tall evergreens. I could only imagine how inconvenient this house would be to get to during the winter.

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