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She surprises me by starting to shake with laughter. I smile, slightly confused by the reaction.
“Okay?” she asks. “I’m fucking outstanding.”
She turns to face me. Her damp hair is a mess, hanging around her face in wild tangles. “That’s what I’ve been missing all these years? Fuck. I should have made my move years ago.”
I laugh, shaking my head. “So, I wasn’t too rough with you?”
She looks at me like I’m crazy. “Hell no. That was amazing.” She moves to stand, wincing. “Maybe next time we pick a softer surface than the bathroom floor, though. I don’t think my knees will recover for a while.”
I look down and see that her knees are red from kneeling on the tile floor while I just fucked her brains out. Remorse floods through me. “Shit, Harlow. I’m sorry.”
She just shakes her head, still wearing a slightly dazed smile. “No. Don’t ever apologize for what just happened. It was epic. I’ll wear these bruises with pride.”
I laugh before reaching out and scooping her up into my arms. Dipping my head down, I kiss her temple. “If it makes you feel better, I think I’ll be sporting matching bruises.”
She snuggles into my chest and nods. “It does, actually.”
Chapter 20
Harlow
I can’t believe Lincoln Prescott is in my bed right now. He carried me into my bedroom and laid me down before gently tucking the covers around me. Then, he’d climbed in beside me, pulled me against him and fallen asleep. I’ve tried to fall asleep too, but my brain won’t shut off. I don’t know what any of this means. I can’t believe I just had insane, toe-curling, face-melting sex with Lincoln Prescott. I don’t even know how we got here. One second, we were talking about high school and prom and then I’d gotten irritated with him for being so oblivious. Only this time, it seems he wasn’t so oblivious. Then suddenly, his mouth was on mine.
I’ve pictured kissing Linc so many times over the years. I’ve imagined so many different scenarios where he’d finally realize how great we could be together. Then we’d kiss and everything would be perfect. I never imagined anything close to what just happened. I’ve never considered that Linc might be hiding a dominant side. This quiet, even-tempered man just totally fucked my brains out and made me come more times than any man ever has. Who knew he had such a filthy mouth? Not me. Remembering the things he said to me while he was thrusting into me is enough to make my pussy clench with need. I can’t possibly be ready for more, right? I don’t even know if he can get hard this soon after coming twice in the last hour. But I’d be willing to try for a third round if he is.
Linc’s arm tightens around me in his sleep, and I snuggle closer to his side. I know we’re going to need to talk about what just happened and where we go from here. But for now, I’m content to lie here with this man in my bed for a little while longer and ignore all those questions. Besides, I don’t want to hear Linc tell me that this is a one-time thing. I don’t think my heart could take that kind of rejection. Not after knowing how amazing things can be between us. These past two weeks, working alongside Linc has shown me how compatible we are. What happened today just verified what I’ve suspected all along. That if he and I ever came together, we could be amazing. I feel Linc stir beside me as he wakes. He lets out a sexy little groan as he stretches, and I smile.
“How long was I sleeping?” he asks, his voice husky from sleep.
“Not long,” I say. “Maybe an hour.”
“It’s all your fault.”
Leaning up on my elbow, I glare at him in the dark. “My fault? How?”
He grins. “You wore me out, woman.”
I shrug. “Well, maybe you’re out of practice.”
His eyes narrow. “Is that so?” He leans forward until his mouth is inches from mine. “In that case, maybe I should get in some more practice. Just to make sure I’m all caught up.”
“Maybe you should,” I whisper just before his lips claim mine.
The kiss quickly takes on a life of its own as Linc buries his hands in my hair and shifts me so I’m under him on the bed. His big body covers mine, his chest brushing against my bare breasts, causing my nipples to rise to sharp points. I lose myself in his kiss, the feel of his arms around me, his body looming over mine. I feel like I could stay right here for hours, kissing him. It’s that good. But Linc seems to have other ideas. He pulls away just far enough to see me clearly. His hand cups my cheek, the callouses on his thumb somehow comforting as it strokes my skin. The expression on his face is one I don’t recognize as he gazes down at me. It's a mix of tenderness and wonder and makes my heart trip in my chest.
“What?” I ask, suddenly uncomfortable under his scrutiny.
He smiles. “I just realized that I don’t have to hide it anymore.”
My brow furrows. “Hide what?”
“The fact that I think you’re insanely sexy,” he says, kissing my cheek. “I’ve had to stop myself from staring at you so many times over the past few months.”
My shock must show on my face because Linc laughs. “It’s true,” he says. “Every time we’d run into each other at Peach Fuzz, and you’d have on some short skirt that showed those sexy thighs or some low-cut top that had me drooling over these gorgeous tits.” He leans down and kisses the swell of my breast. “I’d have to hide the fact that I was rock-hard for you.”
I shake my head. “You’re not serious.”
His eyes narrow as he looks up at me. “I’m always serious about erections and sexy women.”
