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DREW
We didn’t talk after my run. Sadie was gone by the time I got home. She left a note saying she needed to help Kobie out with the wine-tasting event. I tried to convince myself she wasn’t avoiding me, but the anxiety rolling around my gut wasn’t buying it.
I waited up for her, but she was in no state for a possibly life-altering discussion when she got back. She stumbled taking off her shoes near the front door.
“You okay?” I asked.
She jumped like she didn’t realize I was sitting ten feet away. Waiting for her.
“Mm-hmm.”
She giggled, and it shot an arrow straight to my cock, by way of my heart. I wanted this. Her coming home to me—in whatever state she was in—and me taking care of her. The idea of her being gone in a few short weeks was unfathomable.
But what the hell could I offer her if I asked her to stay?
“Whoopsie.” She laughed as she unintentionally pulled a sock off along with her little suede boot. “I skipped lunch and drank my dinner.”
Well, shit.A band tightened across my chest. I assumed she would have grabbed something when she was at the event, but I should have checked on her. “Get everything figured out with your article?”
Her face dropped for a second as she looked up at me. She was still bent over dealing with her boots. “Uh-huh.”
She stood up, closed her eyes, steadied herself for a second, then opened them back up. There was something in her expression I couldn’t name. Longing? Regret? Fear? She looked like she was holding herself back while studying me all the way down to the fiber of my being.
The ground beneath us constantly shifted.
Yesterday, all our cards were on the table. I’d felt more connected to her than I ever had to anyone else. Now it was like she was a million miles away.
Was she seriously this upset that I asked her not to write about the Everetts?
“C’mere,” I said.
She padded over to where I sat in one of the wingback chairs in the dark. “I don’t want to talk tonight,” she said.
It was hard to see her face in the shadows, but the moonlight streaming through the crack in the curtains reflected off her lips.
“Okay,” I breathed. I ached to reach out and touch her, but I wasn’t sure if she’d let me.
She stared at me for a moment, like she was making up her mind about something. Then she straddled my lap and took my face in her hands.
“I only want to do this.” Her lips descended on my mouth, and any chance of having a meaningful conversation with her evaporated as all my blood rushed south.
We attacked each other like the world was on fire and this was our last chance to touch one another. Hands frantic. Teeth grazing flesh. Nails clawing. She’d have bruises on her thighs in the shape of my fingerprints tomorrow.
When the chair wasn’t working for me anymore, I stood, scooping her up along with me, and carried her upstairs to my room.
There was no more keeping this thing between us contained. No more barriers. I wanted her in my room. Back in my bed. I wanted to get her as deeply entrenched in my house and my life as possible and keep her there.
I set her down and somehow we both managed to strip while barely breaking apart. She gave my chest a gentle nudge that had me sitting down on the edge of the bed. Then she was right back in the same position from downstairs, straddling my lap. But this time I watched in fascination as she lined up my hard cock, sank down onto me, then started to rock back and forth.
My heart raced in my chest, and the telltale tingle at the base of my spine was already brewing. I wasn’t going to last long. I wrapped one arm around her back and pressed her closer to me, bending my head down to take a nipple between my teeth. The other hand slipped down between us so my thumb could tap out a relentless staccato on her clit. I wasn’t about to let myself beat her to the finish line, but we didn’t have a lot of time here.
Seconds later, her orgasm erupted like a volcano, surprising us both. Her cries and the feeling of her pussy seizing on my cock alone would’ve been enough to spur on my own orgasm, but it was the look of absolute shock on her face that did me in. Like she couldn’t believe the intensity of what was happening to her. I felt like a fucking god masquerading as a magician.
I flopped down on my back, pulling her with me, and we both lay there catching our breath for a few minutes.
Then the temperature dropped about twenty degrees as she rolled to the side and sat up. “I’m going to grab a shower.”
I propped myself up on my elbows and watched as she gathered up her clothes into a ball and headed toward the door. No flirty smile or promise to be back in bed soon. Not a hint of satisfaction or post-coital glow about her. “Everything okay?”
