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Her lips land back on mine, her arms circling my neck as I grab her hips and drag her onto my lap. She wraps herself tighter around me, her knees digging into the couch on either side of me as I lean back against the cushions.
Betty moans as she finds the hard ridge in my jeans and I break away from her lips when she squirms on top of me. I bite back a curse as her eyes fall closed, her red hair cascading down her back as she tilts her face up to the ceiling and moans.
“Mine,” I murmur and she looks down, her eyes half mast as they meet mine.
“Hmm?” she asks, her fingers digging into my shoulders as she rocks on top of me.
“You’re beautiful,” I tell her instead.
I have a feeling that she’s not ready to hear that she’s mine just yet.
Betty smiles down at me, her head tipping toward mine and her hair falls around us in a curtain as we go back to making out. Her lips angle against mine, claiming me, marking me, just as I claim her. I moan, letting her have access to all of me.
Pleasure slides into my belly, sticky and hot as Betty grinds on top of me. My hands move over her, trying to touch her everywhere. On her ass, in her hair, molding her curves.
I get lost in her, in the feel of her lips against mine, our tongues tangling together. It’s like we can’t get close enough to each other, like we’re both trying to absorb each other, to make us one.
I rock my hips up against hers, needing more pressure, and Betty moans against my mouth, obviously loving the added dynamic. Her fingers dig into my shoulders, hard enough to leave bruises, but I don’t care. I want to be marked by her. I want to look in the mirror and see every place that she’s touched me.
Betty rips her mouth away from mine once again, her lips swollen from mine, her cheeks a rosy red, and her eyes filled with lust. I know that I could have her right now, but I don’t want to rush things between us.
I’m saved from saying anything though when her phone rings. She groans as she rolls off of me and plops back down on the couch.
We’re both still breathing hard as she grabs her phone and gives me an apologetic smile as she moves toward the bedroom to answer the call.
I watch her go and then lean forward to grab the remote and pause the movie.
I take the next five minutes while she’s on the phone to get myself under control. When she joins me once again on the couch, I’m almost there.
Then she smiles at me, her green eyes shining and I’m back to square one.
When she falls asleep after the next movie, I scoop her up in my arms and carry her to bed. As I tuck her in, I wonder if tomorrow night I’ll be sleeping beside her in it.
ChapterSeven
Betty
How did I end up living with Hayes?
That’s a good question. I meant to go back home, I swear, but his place is so cozy. He keeps bringing me food, so I just stay. Maybe I should ask him about when he wants me to leave, but I don’t think that he does. Besides, it’s not like I was really in any rush to head back to my place. It feels depressing after being in Hayes’s space the last few days.
We’ve settled into a new routine since that first night. He makes us breakfast and I help clean up. Then we either run errands or curl up on the couch to talk and watch movies. When he goes to work, I grab my laptop and write until he comes home. Some nights I don’t manage to stay awake until he’s back, but I always wake up tucked into his bed in the morning, my laptop charging on the dresser.
Hayes is way too good to me. He’s unlike anyone that I’ve ever met before. When he had turned down my offer of having my parents help him make connections in the art world, I knew that he was the one for me. He’s not using me to get to my parents or for help with his career. He just likes me for me.
We haven’t gone past making out and dry humping on his couch, but I’m ready to. I’ve been trying to tempt him by wearing some of my old clothes that fit me a little tighter and I can tell that he likes it, but he hasn’t made a move.
I’m hoping that changes soon though. I love his bedroom, but I want to finally share that big bed with him.
“Hey,” Hayes says as he pokes his head around the bedroom door.
He’s grinning and I can’t help but match his energy. I sit up in bed, wondering what’s gotten into him and he opens the door wider and steps inside.
“I’m glad that you’re up. I have a surprise for you,” he says as he comes over to help me out of bed.
He takes my hand and I try to think of what he could have gotten me. He leads me out into the living room and I step out from behind him, my eyes instantly landing on the new desk on the far wall.
There’s a desktop monitor set up on top of it and my laptop is already plugged in and resting on a stand. There’s a new desk chair tucked under the desk.
