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When he pulls me into the bedroom, I can't stop smiling, because I was right that we wouldn’t be making supper right away.
He pushes me down onto the bed and lies over top of me, his hands on either side of me to support his weight.
"What are you smiling about?" he asks, his eyes narrow.
I run my fingers through his still-damp hair.
"I knew when I put this dress on that it wouldn't stay on for very long."
"You know me too well," he murmurs and kisses my neck.
"I do," I say and close my eyes. Then, I let my doubts dissipate, and try to just enjoy him for this moment we have together, taking what he can give me.
Hoping it's enough.
Chapter 18
JON
India's body is so responsive to me that I can’t get enough of her. The sex is great – better than great. It's fucking amazing.
I love the way she looks when she's lying naked beneath me, and how she moans when I'm eating her, how she moves eagerly when I thrust inside her, how she loses control when she comes, her body arcing, her nipples hardening into tight buds.
Seeing her in the throes of pleasure because of what I'm doing to her is everything I imagined it would be. My own pleasure seems all the more intense somehow, knowing that it's been hard for her to just let herself go despite all her fears.
When we're both spent and I'm lying on top of her, I'm reluctant to pull out and end this moment where our bodies are still joined and we're drunk on pleasure.
I kiss her cheeks, her nose, her chin, and then her mouth, trying to soak it up before I have to move, take off the condom, and let the moment pass. I break the kiss and stare into her eyes, looking for a sign that she's finally over her reluctance. Her body is responsive, but it's her mind I want to see respond to me.
"That was so good," she whispers, and runs her fingers through my hair. "You can do that anytime you want."
I smile. "You said that once before, and then you asked Chris how much your stocks would be worth if you cashed them in now."
She glances away, guiltily.
I turn her face back and meet her eyes. "Don't be mad," she says softly. "I wanted to know what they were worth if things didn’t work out between us and I felt I couldn’t stay."
"I'm not mad. I'm surprised and worried. I can’t imagine Pacifica without you at the helm of technology. You're an expert now in this field, you know."
She says nothing for a moment and looks into my eyes.
"I'm not going anywhere."
"Good," I say, but there's still this tiny sliver of doubt inside of me that she might just up and leave if she feels unsure of what we have together. I'll have to work hard to prove to her that while I won't say her word, I'll show her its meaning.
I try to put my doubts to the side so I can enjoy her in the current moment.
Reluctantly, I pull out of her body and remove the condom, tying it off and throwing it into the trash can by her bed. Then, I roll back on top of her, taking her hands in mine and pinning her beneath me, not letting her escape the way I know she wants to.
"I really should get up and pee," she says, giggling when I lick her neck and nibble on her earlobe.
"It can wait," I say, refusing to let her up.
"It's for the health of my lady parts," she says, stifling a laugh as I bite her shoulder playfully.
"Well, in that case," I say and roll off, letting go of her hands. "Don't want to threaten the health of your lady parts."
I watch her get up and walk to the bathroom, admiring her curvaceous butt and narrow waist. She disappears behind the bathroom door and I hear her peeing, and smile to myself. Hopping up, I follow her inside. She's sitting on the toilet, crouched over, a wad of tissue in her hand.
