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With an arm around my waist, he drags me so that my back meets his chest. He slides one leg between mine and leaves his arm around my waist. He places a kiss just below my ear. “Good night, Lilah.”
I lie there and soak in the feel of him around me and realize that I haven’t felt this safe and supported since the last time we did this, all those years ago.
It’s then that I’m able to admit to myself how much I missed this… how much I missed him.
* * *
I don’t knowwhat time it is when I wake, but it’s still dark outside. I jerk for a second when I don’t recognize my surroundings, then I slowly relax.
We’ve barely moved since we fell asleep, and though his leg has moved, Jimmy’s arm is still wrapped around me from behind. He groans, and his hand plays with the edge of my tank top. It slowly slides up my stomach until he grasps one of my breasts, squeezing and playing with the nipple until it’s a taut peak.
His nose nuzzles into my neck, his tongue snaking out to taste my earlobe. Shivers rack my body while he continues to knead my breast and roll my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
A breathy moan escapes me, and I circle my ass over his growing erection.
He sucks on my neck and his hand leaves my breast, coasting down my stomach until his fingers dip under the edge of my underwear and in through my folds. I whimper as his fingers skim over my clit, and I part my legs. Jimmy teases my entrance, pulling the wetness up to coat my clit with the pressure I need. His fingers rotate in the laziest circular motion, building pressure as he reads my moan. I push back into his rigid length, my hands grabbing my breasts.
His teeth bite my earlobe before his tongue coasts over the skin, featherlight.
With darkness around us, and only our pleasure-induced reactions to go off of, I feel as if the two of us are alone in the universe, in a bubble we’ve created.
The tension builds and builds between my legs until my climax is fast approaching, but Jimmy’s magical fingers leave me and tug my underwear down my legs with the help of his feet. I moan when his fingers return to my clit and he pulls my leg to rest on the back of his, opening me further. At some point he must have either pulled down his boxer briefs or removed them entirely, because his bare cock slides through my folds from behind, teasing my entrance.
His fingers switch directions and increase pace, and it’s enough to get me right back to where I was. I’m strung so tight I’m afraid I might burst apart, but as my climax hits me like a tidal wave, Jimmy thrusts into me and I cry out. His free hand comes around and covers my mouth to stop me from waking our daughter, and I dissolve into a million particles of light as my orgasm grips Jimmy’s cock and his fingers draw out my bliss.
Jimmy removes his fingers, his other hand falling from my mouth. He grips my waist and slowly pumps in and out of me. It’s leisurely and unhurried, and somehow in this moment, that feels hotter than if he were pushing me into the mattress from behind and having his way with me.
His steel length drags in and out until I’m once again building toward another climax. Without a word, he rolls from his side onto his back while he’s still inside me. My back is still to his front, but now I can move my hips, controlling the pace. One of his hands cups my mound and the other pinches my nipple and oh God, the way his cock hits inside me at this angle has me panting and moaning as our sweat-slicked skin slides together.
My rhythm increases and I’m almost there. His fingers leave my nipple and travel up between my breasts until his hand is around my throat.
He must sense how close I am because the next time I lower my hips and he hits that perfect spot inside me, his hand covering my mound comes up and smacks my bundle of nerves. I fall apart as if he has a magic power to detonate me.
I cry out and his hand tightens around my neck as he thrusts into me from below. His groan mixes with mine as he spills himself inside me.
We lie there catching our breath, his heart thundering against my back. Still silent, as if words might take something away from this moment, he wraps his arms around me and nuzzles into my neck. Eventually the sweat cools and he rolls me to my side and pulls out of me.
I want to moan at the loss of him, but instead, I say softly, “I’m going to clean up.”
I head into the master bath, do my business, then sit on the edge of the mattress, glancing at the clock. “It’s four thirty. I’d better go sleep in my room before Monica wakes up.”
He’s on his back, one arm at his side, the other behind his head, and the comforter pulled up to his waist. He looks sinful. No part of me wants to leave this bed right now, but I have to do what’s best for all of us.
He takes my hand. “I don’t want you to go.”
I squeeze his hand. “Neither do I, but I should.”
He presses his lips together and nods. I let his hand go and slide on my panties, then I gather up my clothes from the floor at the end of the bed.
“I’ll see you in a few hours,” I say. “Hopefully Monica will sleep in.”
He smiles at me in a way that has me wanting to break down and cry because he hasn’t looked at me like that in six years—like I hang the moon and the stars—and I realize how much I need it.
I turn and go before I lose the strength to fight the urge to stay. In the room we’ve deemed mine, I lie down in bed and bask in the afterglow of what happened. It’s too late, my worst fear has come true—I’ve already grown attached to him.
Chapter Seventy-four
JIMMY
