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He tore his lips from hers and lifted her enough to pull the jersey over her head and toss it onto the floor.

“Good morning to you too.” Jules wrapped her arms around Nik’s neck, pulling his head back down and grazing his lips with her teeth. She arched against him when his hands returned to her breasts, wordlessly asking for more.

His cock was throbbing inside his briefs, but he wanted to taste her even more than he wanted to be inside her. Moving with exquisite care, he trailed kisses down her neck, stopping to nip at the hollow of her throat before moving lower.

Her nipples were hard and round, pink against her pale skin, and Nik paid homage to each one before he traced the line of her sternum with his tongue. Goose bumps pebbled her skin everywhere his breath warmed her, and she shivered under his touch. Her stomach was rounder than it had been years earlier, no doubt from the child she had carried, and there were faint stretch marks on either side of her belly button. He stroked each one, peppering kisses over the invisible path his fingers drew. Every line and mark reminded him that she’d given him, given them, their beautiful little girl. They made her more beautiful.

Nik nudged her legs open and settled between her thighs. He buried his nose in the small swath of curls and inhaled, trying to absorb her scent and burn it into his memory. Feminine and musky, it was uniquely Jules. Nik drew a finger along the seam of her sex, lightly teasing, and her hips arched upwards reflexively.

A low chuckle rumbled in his chest. “Something wrong, baby?” Nik met her eyes and grinned. Her cheeks were flushed with desire, her eyes pleading for him to deliver on his unspoken promise.

“Stop teasing me, Nik.”

Nik skated his finger up and down slowly, finally dipping into her folds where he found her hot and very wet. He slid deeper, then inserted a second finger alongside the first. With his thumb, he circled her clit, teasing the bundle of nerves but offering no relief.

Jules’s hands gripped the sheets, twisting them in a death grip, and little whimpers escaped her. His cock throbbed in instinctive response. Nik leaned closer and blew gently to part the curls, then flicked his tongue over the nub tucked inside. Jules gasped and squirmed under his mouth as he closed his lips over her clit and suckled.

Nik savoured her taste, salty and tangy, licking and sucking every fold and crevasse. His own satisfaction was secondary as he sought to find every pleasure centre in her body. Jules laced her fingers through his hair, her hold as tight as any vise. The sharp tug might have been painful but barely registered as he lost himself in her. With every swipe of his tongue, her wordless noises grew more urgent, encouraging him to continue.

Her thighs trembling, her fingers clenched tight in his hair, Jules’s inner walls clamped around his fingers, and she let out a high-pitched keening sound. His heart raced, and he ached to feel her around him. Nik continued stroking until her trembling subsided, then withdrew his fingers and crawled back up the bed. Jules had come apart under him, and his cock was throbbing in reaction. She was so responsive, so passionate. How could she have ever doubted that? He would happily spend the rest of his life bringing that passion out of her.

Nik cupped his hands around her face and crushed her lips under his, devouring her with his mouth, his cock aching to be surrounded by her. Her hands tugged at the waist of his briefs, and he reached one hand down to help her slide them off.

He grabbed a condom from the bedside table and tore it open, rolling it on impatiently. He needed to be inside her. With a groan, Nik positioned himself between her thighs and slid home, letting her warm heat envelop him. Jules gripped his biceps in silent encouragement.

Nik paused, holding himself still and fighting the urge to race to his own orgasm. He wanted this to last, to be good for both of them. Slowly, he shifted his hips and began moving inside her, each stroke sliding along her walls. Jules was moving with him, and the squeeze of her internal muscles along his length was heaven on Earth.

“You feel incredible,” Nik whispered. “There’s no where else I want to be right now.”

A pink flush spread over her cheeks at his words. “That makes two of us.”

Nik bent his head and kissed her again, his tongue moving in the same rhythm as his hips. Jules wrapped her legs around him, pulling him in closer, and he lost all desire to take things slow. When she raked her nails down his back and bit his shoulder to muffle her cries as she came apart around him, he surrendered to his own bliss and followed her over the edge. Nik didn’t smother his own roar as he spasmed inside her, bracing himself over her until he was spent. He collapsed beside her on the bed, heart pounding and overcome with a sense of rightness he’d never felt before.

“That was amazing,” Jules said as she traced her fingers over his chest.

Nik leaned over and kissed her forehead. “Youare amazing. I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.” He grinned at her as he rolled off the bed to toss the condom.

Maybe they could book a later return flight. He’d like nothing more than to spend the rest of the day in bed with Jules, showing her just how amazing he thought she was. The thought of seeing Ava banished the idea. He wanted to make sure they arrived home early enough to spend some time with her today.

He was about to climb back into bed when his phone vibrated insistently against the table it was sitting on.

“You should probably answer it. That isn’t the first time it’s buzzed this morning.”

Nik picked up the phone and frowned. Three missed calls and a text message, all from the same number. “Fuck.” His muscles tensed involuntarily, and happiness evaporated.

Jules lifted an inquiring eyebrow.

Nik let out an irritated sigh and tossed his phone back on the table with more force than he intended. “My mother called. Three times. Then she sent me a text, which she never does. Angelo must have told my parents about seeing us at Yaya’s yesterday, because they are insisting we meet them for breakfast. They’ve already booked a reservation for us downstairs. We have thirty minutes.”

Jules jerked upright and pulled the sheet up to cover her nakedness, much to Nik’s regret. Her eyes were wide. “Thatwemeet them? Inthirty minutes? How did they track us down?”

Jules’s panic upset him, increasing his annoyance with his parents. “Yes, both of us. They want an introduction to the woman I took to meet Yaya. Finding us wouldn’t be an issue; my father has connections with the Toronto team. My parents can be a little overbearing,” he warned. He wanted to protect Jules from his father, but Cassandra would love meeting her. They would meet Jules eventually; he just hadn’t planned on it being today.

Fucking Angelo. Once again Angelo was meddling in his life and trying to mess it up.

A resigned look crossed Jules’s face, and she finally nodded. “If you think it’s necessary.”

As much as Nik hated the idea, giving in was easier than dealing with a fight with his father and the guilt over hurting his mother’s feelings. He only hoped his father wasn’t so obnoxious that he made Jules regret last night. Nik tried hard to be a better man than his father, and he didn’t want Jules wondering if he was hiding his true nature. One meal, then they could both board a plane and escape to the other side of the country.

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