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My cheeks heated. “Maybe you didn’t want this. Maybe it was my fault for having the idea in the first place. But the least you could have done was given it a real effort. If you'd given them half a chance, you might have even found something real with one of the women.”
The words tasted bitter in my mouth. In spite of myself, I didn’t want him to find something real. I wanted him for myself, even knowing I couldn’t have him.
His eyes were still locked on mine as he said, “I don’t want any of them, Jessica.”
“Except Reagan,” I spit out. “She’ll do just fine.”
Garrett’s eyes narrowed. “I told you, she offered me a deal. I haven’t taken it yet, though.”
“What are you waiting for, then? It seems you’ve already made up your mind.” I was trying so hard to keep it together, to not totally lose my composure.
Garrett flung the blankets off, standing and stalking toward me. He wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing, but he didn’t seem to care. He grabbed my wrists and jerked me toward him.
“What else do you want me to do?” His voice was low, gravelly, and my breath hitched as I felt the vibration of it rumble through me. “How do you expect me to want any of them when the only woman I want is you?”
A tiny gasp fell from my lips, and I blinked up at him, not knowing what to say in response. But words weren’t necessary. Garrett’s hard cock was pressing into my belly, his body flush against mine.
I tried to grasp for reason, to act rationally. But with Garrett staring down at me, his eyes darkened with lust, and his words echoing in my mind, I didn’t stand a chance.
The only woman I want is you.
Then his lips were on mine, hard and punishing as he spun us around, my wrists still trapped in his iron grip. He backed me up until the back of my knees hit the bed, and I fell onto the soft mattress. He tumbled down with me, crushing my body beneath the weight of his, but nothing had ever felt so good.
I moaned as he ground his hips against mine, raw need rising in me, pulsing, burning, and demanding to be satisfied.
I knew it was a mistake, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell him no. I wanted him as badly as he wanted me. With the end of… whatever this was… looming just over the horizon, I didn’t want to take the high road. I wanted every last bit of him I could get while I still had the chance.
“Yes,” I groaned when he reached up to cup my breast, kneading it roughly with his large hands. I arched into his touch, greedy for more of him… for all of him.
He pinched my nipple, rolling it between his fingers through my thin shirt then shoving the fabric up, pulling my bra down, and capturing my breast in his mouth.
Tingles raced through my body, heat burning through my veins, coalescing in liquid fire between my legs. Garrett pushed my skirt up, cupped my pussy, growling when he found how wet I already was. For him. Only for him.
I’d never felt this way about any other man in my life. Never given myself over so fully. But with Garrett, I could be myself. I didn’t need to shrink, hide, or pretend to be something I wasn’t. He wanted me exactly the way I was—something that empowered me in a way I’d never known.
“Fuck me,” I begged, grinding against his hand. “Please.”
“With pleasure.” His voice was gruff, rasping, his eyes nearly feral as he brought his mouth back to mine.
His kiss was hungry, impatient, devouring. I kissed him back with everything I had in me, giving myself over to the moment. Giving myself fully to him.
Tongues, lips, and teeth clashed as we unleashed our passion. Then he was shoving my legs apart, guiding the head of his cock to my opening. He took both my hands in his, lacing our fingers together as he pressed them into the bed above my head.
Breaking the kiss, he stared into my eyes for the briefest moments. Every feeling I had for him surged to the surface, and it was all I could do not to let the words spill from my lips.
Then he slammed into me, burying his cock to the hilt in one hard thrust. I cried out, wrapping my legs around his waist. His mouth was on mine once more as he filled me completely, my pussy stretched to accommodate his thick girth.
“Yes, Garrett,” I breathed, savoring the feel of his body, committing it to memory for the long, lonely nights I knew were ahead of me.
Garrett moved faster, his cock sliding in and out of me as he fucked me like he’d never get enough, his breath coming in ragged pants. He lifted his head and stared down at me, his gaze so intense it was as if he were looking into my very soul.
And then I was coming, my pussy clamping down around him, milking his cock as he continued to slam into me, over and over. My heart was full to bursting, and I had to bite down on my lip as I got lost in his eyes, swallowing the words that so desperately wanted to escape.
I love you.
“Jessica,” he breathed, his body convulsing, his cock pulsing as his own orgasm tore through him.
I closed my eyes then, willing myself not to cry. Not to think about the future. To simply be here with the man I loved, knowing this might be the last time we could be together like this.
