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There was nothing but Beckett.
Nothing but us.
Connected.
Locked.
Holding me together, even as I flew apart.
He swallowed my screams, fusing us together there as well.
The sob surprised me, but he didn’t flinch. He just thrust up into me and took every emotion I couldn’t control. And gave me back safety and himself.
More than I could have ever dreamed.
Chapter10
Beckett
Hot Sauce Reality
Murder by sex wasn’t the worst way to go out.
Nor was with an armful of gorgeous, sated female. Especially when she smelled like me from every fucking pore. From my soap to our blend of truly magical sex.
I definitely hadn’t been expecting her bring me to my knees with her mouth.
That heavy upper lip all swollen from working me over would live in my dreams for a damn long time.
Just one night.
Just one night.
I had to keep reminding myself of that.
Because nothing about us felt like one night and that was dangerous territory. She wasn’t sticking around. She certainly wasn’t for me.
What the hell did I have to offer her?
Two hours a week between my insane schedule running the orchard? Oh, yeah, I was a real catch.
This was why I didn’t do relationships. I needed to get my head out of my ass about it and enjoy it for what it was—period.
She softly moaned and turned her face, so her cheek rubbed against my chest and all of the cornsilk perfection of her hair slid across my shoulders and down my arm.
I didn’t want to move her.
I’d rather pretend this day didn’t need to end.
I sure as shit would prefer to stay inside the sweet perfection of her body for the rest of the hours I had her, but that was an even more dangerous road to travel. Instead, I slipped my fingers into the hair at the nape of her neck.
She purred, reminding me of how she reacted to my strong grip on her hair when she’d been sucking me blind. There was a piece of me that I had to lock down. I preferred to let that part of me out only with strangers.
And while I’d probably never see her after tonight, I didn’t trust myself with her. I wouldn’t hurt her—that wasn’t my way, but she wasn’t made for a rough ride. For God’s sake, her skin was already marked up just from what we’d done so far.
She lifted her head and gave me a sleepy smile. “Sorry. I went full on limp noodle on you.”
“I don’t mind.”
