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“I need to be deep inside you,” he said, his voice just above a whisper in her ear.
God help her, she wanted that, too. He was so fucking hot. She was drenched and so ready.
He grabbed her ass cheeks as he slowly slid inside her. She wrapped her legs around his hips, and he brought her up, so they were both sitting, and she was in his lap. He moved her hips back and forth. Pleasure radiated through her, and she tried to move her hips faster, but he held her in a measured rhythm.
“More, Hawk.” she moaned as she tried to speed up the pace.
Hawk stood from the bed while holding her in place. He pushed her back against the wall and then drove himself inside of her.
She let out a yelp of surprise. “Hawk,” she grunted. “Oh my god, yes. You’re so damn deep.”
He drove into her again and again, the rhythm ever increasing. She struggled to lift her knees higher around him, wanting him even deeper.
He thrusted all the way inside her and then drew out and did it again. She arched her body as he slammed into her, and she yelled out his name again as she orgasmed. A few strokes later, he was right there with her.
“Jesus, Remy,” he mumbled as he gasped for breath.
She rested her forehead on his shoulder, her breathing still heavy. “Yeah, I know. I feel the same way.” And she did. This was by far the best sex of her life with the best man she’d ever known. But it wasn’t just sex. She’d fallen for him. Hard. He was the perfect match for her. He even knew what she was thinking but if life had taught her anything, it was that good things came and went. Her time with Hawk would be over soon and her heart would hurt. He’d brought her peace. Too bad it wasn’t going to last.
CHAPTERTWENTY
Remy held her breath as she left her room, doing her best to avoid waking Hawk. As soon as she heard the quicksnickof the closing door, she moved swiftly down the hall. She wasn’t sure where to find Lacy and Alex, or if they were even in the building. Lacy had an apartment with Logan not too far from here, but she wasn’t sure if they’d gone home last night or not.
When she rounded the corner into the bar area, she heard voices coming from the kitchen. She ducked through the door and found the two women she was seeking.
“Morning,” she said as she approached.
The space was a professional grade chef’s kitchen, with two huge stainless-steel fridges and two wall ovens along with a separate cooktop and a full range along the outside wall. In the middle of the kitchen was an island where she guessed most of the prep work was done. The two women were leaning on it.
“Good morning to you.” Lacy narrowed her eyes. “You didn’t get much sleep by the look of things.”
“Are you telling me I look awful? Thanks.”
“Nope. I’m pointing out that you didn’t get any sleep. You have that after-sex glow. My guess is you spent the night having fun with Hawk.”
“Don’t blame you one bit,” Alex said as she grabbed a mug from the cupboard and poured a cup of coffee.
Heat climbed up Remy’s neck into her cheeks. “Is it that obvious?”
Both women nodded. Alex handed her the mug. “Milk is in the fridge. Don’t be embarrassed. Hawk is one good looking man and sexy as hell.”
She accepted the coffee and took a sip. Black would be good this morning. Shedidn’tget much sleep, and it wasn’t just the sex. She was worried about tonight. Long after Hawk had fallen asleep, one arm slung over her hips, she stared at the ceiling and wondered what the best course of action was for her.
She’d come to a decision just before dawn, which led to an hour of fitful sleep before she got up and had a quick shower and then sneaked out of the room. Remy leaned against the opposite side of the counter and took a second sip of coffee.
Lacy eyed her friend over the rim of her mug. “I think we’re good to go for tonight, barring any unforeseen events.”
“About that,” Remy started, “I want to help. I— It’s bothering me that you guys are taking all the risks. I—I just can’t let you do that for me. It just feels wrong.”
Lacy and Alex exchanged glances, and then Lacy smiled. “See, I told you she would try to talk us out of it and then volunteer to be a part of it. She’s one of us for sure.”
“That you did.” Alex grinned.
“One of you?” Remy asked puzzled.
“Women of action,” Alex replied. She added a deep southern drawl to her voice. “We’re not so good at sitting around letting the men folk make the decisions and do the work while we wait and worry.”
“Yeah, fuck that,” Lacy said rolling her eyes. So, what do you want to do?”
