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“Good. And what else?”
The one saying this ends at the end of the year, my mind begs. But I don’t let the urge take control of my mouth.
“That’s it.”
He frowns. “You said rules. Plural.”
Shit. I did.I scrape my brain for the other items on the list.
But that’s the thing. I have trouble remembering what they are.
Because when I’m with Charlie, I don’t care about the rules. All I think about is him, how he makes me feel. How I want him to make me feel.
With his hands. And his mouth. And his tongue.
And that perfect dick of his.
The thoughts are too much. I lunge across the mattress, pinning him back against the sheets, bracketing him with my thighs, and stealing possession of his lush lips. Charlie kisses me back just as hard, melding our mouths together.
Pig lets out an unhappy huff at all the jostling and climbs off the bed, throwing us major side-eye as she waddles from the room.
We share a laugh before I recapture his lips. My body aches for him, and I rub myself against his form, searching for every way we can touch. Be together for this short time we have.
Charlie’s groan spills out, vibrating through me.
I trace his strong jawline with harsh, hurried kisses. “I’m on birth control, and I want you. Now.” I growl into his ear before biting the lobe.
He jerks, and in a surprising move, he turns us until I’m under him. Not a position I normally let partners claim, but his weight on me sets off delicious twisting in my lower belly. His chest against mine has me sinking into the mattress.
“I need you.” Charlie hisses the words against my neck as he slides inside me.
I let the pleasure of being with him rise, ignoring his words. I know what it’s like to be needed.
But that doesn’t mean I’ll ever let myself need somebody else.
ChapterForty
CHARLIE
Luna lets me hold her free hand as she drives. Even better, she was the one to first slip our fingers together once we got on the road.
Pig sits in the back seat, panting with a happy dog grin on her face. And her innocent joy is all from riding in the car with us. She doesn’t yet realize we’re heading to her favorite place.
That’s right. This is a family trip to the dog park.
But on the corner ahead, I spot a familiar building demanding a brief detour.
“Hey. Pull in here. Wanna take a quick trip through the drive-through.”
“More caffeine?” She raises a slim brow and shoots me a smirk before pulling into the parking lot of the coffee shop. “Didn’t I see you drink a half a pot this morning?”
“You can never have too much coffee.” My thumb sneaks along the rough calluses adorning her knuckles.
“As a dietitian, I can tell you with great confidence that yes, in fact, you can. And this officially makes me an enabler.” The car rolls to a gentle stop behind a minivan taking its turn at the speaker. While we wait, I tug Luna’s hand up toward my mouth, pressing my lips against the thin skin of her wrist. One of the few delicate places on her.
“Charlie.” She says my name with censure but doesn’t try pulling away.
I trail kisses to her palm, then gently bite the meaty part at the base of her thumb.
