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“I know. I wanted to…” He pauses, seeming to struggle with what he wants to say next. “This does not mean I want you, Adora. I want to fuck you. The two are different.”
“Are they, though?” I whisper. He’s so close that he could easily kiss me again, but I know he won’t.
“For me, they have to be.”
I nod, trying like hell to accept it, then take a step away from him and go straight for the door. But I pause before putting the key in the lock. “I think you should do the honors,” I tell him, handing back the keys. “I’m too nervous.”
He takes the keys and unlocks the door, then swings it open. As soon as I step in, a smile erupts on my face.
This is my new home.
I know it.
I feel it.
My last bookstore was everything to me when I had lost so much.
This is that and so much more, and I’m so excited for the fresh start. I spin around and face him, and he’s watching me from the door, a smirk flirting on his lips.
“I think you should lock the door,” I tell him as I saunter toward him. “Friends who fuck, right?” I slowly remove my cardigan, and he nods, reaching behind him to lock the door with ease. His eyes never leave mine.
“Stop,” he orders as I get to my dress. I do as he says, and he walks over to the windows and pulls down a blind that’s full of dust. Standing in front of the now-covered window, he looks back at me. “Undress.”
“Are you sure?” I ask, my hand caressing my shoulder, playing with the neckline. Waiting…
“Darling,” he teases. “Undress, now.”
“As you say.” I smile and let the dress fall to the floor. “Tell me. Who do you like fucking more, your blonde or your brunette?”
“Do you have to ask?”
I reach for my panties, my fingers brushing the waistband. “Yes, now answer.”
“You. Which you know.” I turn around and slowly pull panties down my hips, giving him a full view of my ass and everything else. I hear him take in a deep breath before a groan rumbles from his chest.
Rough hands slap my ass, hard. I yelp but stay bent over. I can hear the rustle of clothing and know he’s undressing. When I turn back around, he is standing there naked.
“You are in control. Where do you want me?” he asks. His cock is hard, and his chest is ripped to perfection. I just want to touch him all over. Stepping forward, I stroke my hands down his torso, stopping on a new tattoo. It’s randomly placed under his rib cage… a set of books.
“It’s new.” It’s not a question.
“It is,” he confirms. I look up at him, and those eyes that hold so much and yet so little stare back at me. And for some reason, my belly takes flight with butterflies before I ask the next question.
“What does it mean?”
“You.”
“Lie down,” I tell him, pushing him away from me. He glances at the floor and doesn’t even fight me on it, lying down and waiting for me. I walk over to him, position my feet on either side of him, and shuffle up until I am above his face, my pussy directly above his line of sight. “I want…” My hands trail down my belly, and he watches the action until I reach between my legs. I slide my fingers between my folds and smile down at him. “Joey.”
“Yes, darling.” His gaze meets mine again, and it’s hungry.
“How does it look from down there?” I ask, feeling how wet I am for him.
“Fucking marvelous.” I insert a finger into myself while he lies there motionless and clutch my breast with the other hand.
“Joey.”
“Darling.”
