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The grip I usually keep on myself slips, and my mind is completely, gloriously quiet. There’s no worry that I’m doing anything wrong. No thought about consequences. No analyzing the situation and wondering if I’ll regret it.
All I feel is Fallon’s hard shaft driving inside me, his hands branding me, his beard rasping against my skin when he angles his head to kiss the side of my neck.
“So tight and wet,” he pants. “You feel better than I imagined,” he says, his voice a low growl. “So much fucking better, and I was imagining heaven.”
He imagined what I’d feel like. That thought alone nearly sends me over the edge.
“So do you,” I manage.
His eyes flash, hips slowing to a maddening, teasing rhythm. “You fantasized about me?”
I can’t lie. “Ever since we kissed.”
A triumphant look flashes in his eyes. He releases my wrists, moving his hand to my cheek. When Fallon kisses me this time, I wrap my arms and legs around his hips, needing every part of me to be touching every part of him. Arching my hips up to meet his, I let my head fall back as pleasure mounts.
And when Fallon changes the angle so he’s grinding against my clitoris, I don’t stand a chance. The best orgasm of my life rocks through me, making my back bow. I scream so loud birds flap out of trees around us. Fallon’s answering growl of satisfaction makes another wave of pleasure wash over me.
“You were made for me, Jen,” he says, eyes intent.
Boneless, all I can do is nod.
“You understand?” He thrusts inside me, his shaft getting impossibly bigger, harder.
“Yes,” I pant, because that’s exactly how I feel. I’ve never felt like this before. So connected to someone else. So thoroughly sated.
“You’re my woman,” he growls.
“I’m your woman,” I repeat, and the words sound like a vow.
Fallon’s eyes darken when I speak—then, with a yell, he throws his head back and pulses inside me.
For the first time in my life, I wish there was no barrier between us. I wish I could feel him inside me, skin to skin.
And when he drapes his body over mine, cock still pulsing inside me as his heart thumps against mine, I close my eyes and come back down to earth.
Fallon shifts his weight, keeping himself inside me as he props his head on his elbow. His eyes gleam with humor when he says, “Now, Ms. Newbank. In your opinion, was that good enough to win the competition?”
I grin. “I don’t know. We might have to do it again just to be sure.”
The sun warms my skin as Fallon smiles down at me, and for a perfect, beautiful moment, I feel utterly happy.
CHAPTER 19
Jen
My entire butt is covered in grass stains and my shirt is ruined. As I check the shower temperature and discard my clothing, I can’t quite bring myself to care. That light, airy feeling in my bones is keeping me floating above the surface of the earth, and my mind is blissfully quiet. I soap myself up and wash the green streaks from my skin. Blades of grass fall from my hair and I smile at the sight of them rushing toward the drain.
That was not at all what I expected, but it was amazing. I’ve never felt so sexy, so desired. I’ve never had my mind go so beautifully blank while I had sex. I wasn’t worried about how I looked or what noises I was making. I wasn’t worried that Fallon wasn’t enjoying himself.
It made me realize that all my other sexual experiences were pale imitations of the real thing.
And I get to do it again and again—at least for the next two weeks.
When I exit the bathroom, I find Fallon already in bed. He turns onto his side and grins at me, jerking his head to the space beside him. Already, sleeping with him feels natural. I can hardly remember what it felt like to go to bed alone.
The two of us do, in fact, end up winning the next elimination challenge. It’s a chocolate challenge, and the few hours we spend on set are full of laughter and ease. I end up tempering chocolate and enduring endless teasing from him—but loving every second of it. I haven’t had that much fun baking in a long, long time. Not since before I started working on the book.
Fallon’s jaw is set with determination as he places a chocolate dome over a delicate caramel confection, and he catches me staring with a twinkle in his eyes. “Can’t get enough, can you?”
