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I lost myself to him, to his possession of my body, so close to coming again. “I need you to fill me up.” He paused and I felt myself become desperate. “Fuck me hard, Wes.” I clenched my core around him. “Come for me.”
Only a few thrusts later, he lost control. He folded himself over my back, holding my hips tightly to his as he pumped into my pussy. I came, too, with a quiet moan into the pillow. We always had to be careful with Lucy around, even though she was on a different floor.
As we came down from our high, Wesley pressed kisses to my shoulder and rubbed the curves of my hips with tenderness. “You’re so good for me.”
I felt a pang in my heart. I knew not to believe anything a man said in the heat of the moment. And Wesley probably had only meant it in the context of sex. But in my heart, I wanted to tell him Iwasgood for him — in every way. After only a month of being in his life, I knew this was true.
I had never stayed overnight with Wesley. It was much too complicated with Lucy in the house. Impossible to explain away, even though she was not yet at an age where she could fully comprehend what we were doing.
Every time we made love, though, I hoped it would be the time he’d invite me to spend the night in his bed and I could wake up in his arms come morning.
That would be a step toward something more serious.
This moment was no different. In the quiet, I sent out a silent plea.
Ask me to stay. Let me wake up next to you.
“I have something for you.”
I raised an eyebrow. Not quite my wish, but it was something. “Oh?”
“Yeah. Give me a minute.” Wesley kissed me languidly, our eyes meeting. I swore I saw more there than just lust.
But how could that be possible? He was a billionaire. Over forty. He had a child. Why would he want anything more than sex with me? I shivered as my mind wandered into troubling territory while he left the bed to retrieve whatever he had for me. “You didn’t have to get me anything.”
“It’s just a small gift.”
I watched him go over to the dresser, open the top drawer, and pull out a red rectangular box. “Well, you didn’t have to get me anything at all.”
He smirked. “I could say the same about your sexy outfit.”
I sat up and arranged the straps of the negligee, which we hadn’t ever fully removed but exposed my front completely. “This is just a silly little thing.”
“So is this.” Wesley sat on the side of the bed and slid the box toward me.
I paled. The box was branded from Cartier. This wasn’t just some silly gift. This was jewelry.
Expensivejewelry.
“Open it.”
“I’m afraid to.”
Wesley laughed. “You’re so adorable.”
I took a deep breath, picked up the box, and opened it. Inside was a gold bracelet with a butterfly pendant at the center, inlaid with what I could only guess was pearl.
“Do you like it?”
I couldn’t hide my shock. “It’s beautiful, but…I can’t accept this.”
“Of course, you can.” Wesley gestured for me to give him the box, which I did. He took the bracelet out delicately, the diminutive chain glittering in the low light. “I saw it and it reminded me of you, spreading your wings. Seeing beauty wherever you go.”
I swallowed nervously as Wesley clasped the bracelet around my wrist.
His penetrating brown eyes met mine. “I knew you had to have it.”
My brain wanted to continue to refuse.This thing must be hundreds of dollars, at least! You can’t accept this!
