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“It's you, D,” I groan between kisses. “It's us. It has to be.”
She cries out, resting her forehead against mine, losing herself around me as I continue my motions, allowing her to ride out her orgasm while I study her like a servant does a goddess. Seeing her unfold before me, stealing this pleasure for herself, losing herself in it…
She's such a fucking masterpiece. A once in a lifetime woman. One I'm not sure I deserve.
Pulling her face to mine, my tongue grazes hers, and it's all it takes for me to lose myself in the condom with a deep, guttural groan and a few sloppy thrusts. Connected everywhere we can connect is my vice. Those sweet, succulent lips get me every time.
We ride out our high together, our breaths slowing, chests steadying, and her hands remain on my face. Leaving soft kisses all along my numb face, she cares for me in her own way. I lay back, half dead against the seat, absorbing her tenderness, knowing I'm in deep.
Too deep.
It's her.
It’s us.
It has to be.
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Dylan
It'shim.
It's us.
At least, that's how it's been for the last two and a half weeks.
Eyes always locked in on each other from across the room, bodies that brush too close, hands that scour in the night, kisses that change who you think you are against eager and inviting lips.
Behind closed doors, out of the view of the public eye, we've basically solidified this strange sort of secret relationship. One that's literally made me question if I have congenital heart failure with the way my palpitations have been acting up whenever I'm around him.
Even now, walking into the gym, my heart dances within the confines of my weak little chest as I see him in the distance. Then my stomach drops in disappointment. He's glistening with sweat. Even from this distance, I see the dark, thick hair I've come to love running my fingers through, wet with perspiration. He's already here. He's already exercising.
He's training.
With Jaden.
My eyes narrow in on them. Both of their heads snap towards the door when they hear the bell go off, knowing they're caught.
I approach them, tossing my gym bag onto the floor at my feet with a thud as I glare specifically at Jaden. Lake grins his mischievous, sexy grin, awaiting the excitement of the wrath I'm about to unleash.
“Jaden,” I say sternly. “A word.”
Lake rolls his lips inward, attempting to hold back his laugh as Jaden's eyes widen, his lips in a flat line. Following me to the office, I shut the door abruptly behind him, folding my arms and cocking my head.
“What the fuck is this?”
He sucks in a breath, looking panicked. “He told me you knew.”
“Knew what?”
“About practice.” He sighs. “He said he told you he needed his session pushed up so he could make practice. Said you couldn't leave Colin until after nine?”
A scowl washes over me. That asshole.
He infiltrated my schedule again and moved things around for his own benefit. It didn't help that this happened after Greg told me last week that Lake Decker was my only priority, meaning my other patients weren't my patients anymore. I could've killed him for even contacting Greg. He shouldn't have messed around with my money, my schedule.
I should've killed him then. That was, until he got down on his knees before me, begging me to forgive him. And boy, did I forgive him. I forgave him again and again while he remained kneeling before me.
