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My eyes closed, and I held my breath, struggling for the last shreds of my self-control. If this was happening, I needed to be sure we were both on the same page.
“I want to fuck you.”
The words were purposely harsh. If I let myself feel everything that was rushing around inside me, I’d ruin it all. This needed to be sex, nothing more. I couldn’t let it be anything more, because soon I’d be gone and she’d be here alone.
If Charlotte was shocked she didn’t show it.
“Yes please.”
For a second I wasn’t sure if I’d heard her correctly, but then kissed me to prove it.
Our last kiss had been out of this world, but this one blew my universe apart. Neither of us seemed able to get enough, hands and tongues and bodies all straining for more. We stumbled down the hall, mouths locked together, and fell through my bedroom door before I bumped it closed behind us, careful not to wake the baby in the room down the hall.
Then her hands were tugging my shirt off and my fingers were fumbling on the zipper of her jeans and our breaths were ragged, as the storm outside rivaled the one brewing between us. Eventually we were both naked, writhing against each other on the bed until I pinned her beneath me and began kissing and licking and nuzzling her all over. It had been so long, too long, since I’d been with anyone this way, but there was more to my insane need for her.
There was just something about Charlotte, like she was made just for me.
She shuddered as I worshipped her breasts, taking first one then the other of her pretty pink nipples into my mouth, licking and sucking them until she clutched my hair and begged me for more. Only then did I continue down to the wet heat between her legs. Tore her lace thong off with my teeth, then buried my face on her slick folds. She tasted sweeter than anything I’d ever imagined. While I licked her most sensitive flesh, I inserted first one, then two fingers inside her slick, tight channel, preparing her for me as I brought her to climax again and again, then nursed her back down to earth before kissing my way back up her body to her delectable mouth.
“You are so gorgeous,” I whispered against her cheek, loving how she shivered against me, sleepy and sated now. I loved everything about her, really, but I wasn’t going there. My cock felt ready to explode inside my jeans, and I rubbed against her as she reached down to cup me through the fabric.
“No, you are,” she said, nuzzling my neck as she stroked me. It felt too good. If she kept that up, it’d be over too fast. I pulled her hand away and kissed her palm, then pushed off the bed to remove my jeans and put on a condom.
The look in her eyes as she gave me a once-over, her gaze snagging on my hard cock, made me feel like the luckiest man on earth. Maybe we’d regret this tomorrow, but damn if I wasn’t all here for it tonight. After all, another day was never guaranteed. I’d learned that the hard way.
Sorrow swelled in my chest again, but I shoved it quickly aside. Nothing was going to get in the way of what was about to happen between us.
Grinning, I climbed back on the bed and straddled her, bending down to kiss her once more. “Are you ready for me?”
“Oh yeah.” Charlotte smiled up at me, then pulled me down for another kiss as she wrapped those legs of hers around me just like I’d fantasized in the kitchen, digging her heels into my butt as I nudged her wet entrance with the tip of my cock before sinking hilt-deep inside her. We both held still for a moment. She was so hot and tight around me. For a second, I feared I’d come right then, but I waited, thought of baseball stats and battle plans and anything else boring and mundane until the urge passed.
Then I began to move, slow and steady, angling myself to hit the spot inside her that made her squirm and moan and cry out again and again. She acted like she couldn’t get enough of me and it made me insane.
There was no way I could hold back but I needed to make her come for me again. Charlotte arched beneath me and when I reached down to stroke her slick folds,bam. Her body milked mine as she came hard, and I was right behind her, slamming home once, twice, and then my balls tightened and my world exploded into a million pieces of glorious light and heat.
Next thing I knew, my head was nestled on her chest, between her beautiful breasts. Her fingers were in my hair, stroking my scalp. I wanted to say something, knew I should say something, but my brain felt muddled and I didn’t want to ruin this moment of peace and tranquility after so many hours of emotional torment. Charlotte must’ve felt the same, because soon her breath evened out into sleep, and I followed her close behind.
FOURTEEN
The doorbell rang while I was making lunch, startling me out of my distracted thoughts. Things with Gabe were good. Maybe too good. I kept waiting for the inevitable shoe to drop. I cared for him, a lot. I hesitated to use the L word because, well, it wasn’t something I’d ever thought I’d want or need in my life.
Then Gabe had shown up, and everything had changed. Since we’d made love, it was like he was a part of me now. There were reminders of him everywhere, and it was getting harder and harder to keep focused on a future without him in it. We’d still see each other because of Savannah, of course, but I needed to remember that he was leaving soon and I’d be on my own again, with the baby.
Being alone had never bothered me before. I knew I could do it. But the question was, did I want to?
The fact that I was questioning the plans I’d made for the future troubled me almost as much as the fact that Elijah was stalking us.
Ring.
Gabe and I exchanged a look then glanced at the door. Savannah seized the opportunity to bang her hand atop the tray on her highchair, sending pureed beef flying. Food splattered everywhere, mainly all over Gabe. I bit my lip and looked at the door. “Should I get it?”
He cursed under his breath and stood to grab a towel from the counter. “Be sure to check the peephole first. If it’s someone you don’t know, don’t open it.”
My heart hammered as I closed one eye to peek out. On the porch I saw the social worker who’d been handling Savannah’s case. “It’s Mrs. Thompson,” I called to him, then opened the door. “Uh, hi. I wasn’t expecting you.”
“I’m sorry,” she said, smiling. “I did try to call earlier, and I left several messages. Then I decided to stop by and see if you were here.”
“Oh.” Damn. I’d silenced my phone earlier when I’d put Savannah down for a nap so it didn’t wake her, and I’d forgotten to turn the ringer back on again. “Sorry. Busy day.”
