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I opened my mouth to answer him, but words had escaped me. My body was on a euphoric high only Brody could create. He pulled his fingers out and pushed up onto his knees. I couldn’t look away as he brought his glistening fingers to his lips and sucked all of my juices off them.
“Tastes like goddamn heaven,” he growled out, lining up and thrusting into me with one swift move. “I can’t go slow, Lola,” he warned.
I shook my head, wrapping my arms around his biceps and lifting my hips to meet his thrust. “I don’t want slow.” I gasped at the sensation of him against my inner walls. “I want hard, fast, desperate.”
“Fuck!”
He slammed his lips against mine, pushing in and out of me to a bruising rhythm. Just as I was about to explode, he spun us so I was on top, but he didn’t move to lie down. He stayed upright, his chest against mine, our eyes level, and his hand at the top of my spine, holding my neck in place.
“I don’t know how this happened,” he whispered and pressed his forehead against mine. “I don’t know how I fell so goddamn hard.”
He wasn’t saying the three words I wanted to hear, but he was telling and showing
me what I meant to him. I never doubted his feelings. I could see from each intense stare he liked me—more than liked me—but this was different, it almost felt like goodbye.
Our sweat-slicked bodies rubbed against each other, each thrust bringing me closer and closer to the ecstasy only Brody could bring. The burn started low in my belly and spread to my spine. My head flung back, my chest pushing into Brody’s face, and it was the pressure of his teeth around my nipple that had me dipping over the edge.
My body tensed, my moans mixing with his as he reached his high; there was nothing better than reaching it at the same time. There was something special about undoing each other.
We panted to catch our breaths and stared at each other. No words were needed at this moment. It was just us here. Him and me. Brody and Lola. Us.
Music being switched on downstairs had both our eyes widening, and we pulled apart to yank our clothes on. I moved over to the door, putting my ear against it to see if anyone was coming, but when I’d counted to one hundred, and no one had bounded up the stairs, I let out a sigh of relief.
“Lola.” Brody’s voice had me turning around, and I frowned at the way he sat on the edge of my bed. His legs were open, his arms resting on his thighs, and his hands dangling between them. “I need to tell you something.”
“Okay…” I bit down on my bottom lip and pressed my back against the door, trying not to freak out like I did in the diner.
“Come here.” He moved his arms, spread them wide, and I walked right into them. His head was level with my chest, his hands rubbing at my sides and finally settling at my hips.
“I have to go away for a week.”
I frowned. “You do?”
“Yeah.” He sighed and pressed his forehead to the valley between my breasts. “My gran died, and I need to go take care of it.”
I gasped, my fingers pushing through his hair to pull his head back. “Oh, Brody. I’m so sorry.”
“It’s fine.” He blinked up at me. “We weren’t close, but I gotta be there.”
“I understand.” It was on the tip of my tongue to tell him about the apartment I was going to view next week but now wasn’t the right time.
“When I get back, we need to talk.”
“Like we are now?” I grinned down at him, loving the way his silky strands of hair slipped through my fingers.
He chuckled, the sound washing through me and making me relax. “Yeah, but that talk will be different. I have an idea on how to get you out of here.”
“Okay…” I trailed off, waiting for him to expand, but when he didn’t, I asked, “So you’re going away?”
“Yeah. I leave tonight, but I’ll be back in a week.”
“You’ll be back?”
“Yeah, darlin'.” He stood and pressed his forehead against mine. “I promise. I’ll be back, and then it’s just you and me against the world.”
I smiled, a kind of smile that could only be produced when someone promised you a lifetime of happiness. I wasn’t sure whether it would last our lifetime, but I’d do everything to make sure it did because this feeling didn’t ever happen twice. “I’d like that.”
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