Page 87 of Shattered Illusions


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Trembling, they collapsed back onto the mattress in a sweaty heap of tangled limbs. Her pulse was racing, and her bones were jelly. Her core throbbed with aftershocks.Oh my god, this man...

Joe lay atop her, limp with exhaustion, pressing her deeper into the mattress.

“Can’t breathe,” she mumbled into the sheets.

“Sorry.”

Before she could blink, she was on her back, and Joe was on top of her again.

“Not sure this is any better,” she said with a laugh.

He shifted, displacing some of his weight so she was no longer squished.

“Better,” she said, kissing his shoulder. Slowly, she trailed her nails down his spine, all the way from his delicious neck to his firm ass. She smiled when he shivered.

“Rox, baby,” he said against her hair, “if you keep doing that, you better be ready for round three.”

She smacked him on the rear. “Still can’t breathe.”

With a grunt, he rolled fully off her and onto his side.

Goosebumps prickled her flesh at the loss of his heat. With her arms high above her head, she stretched. “Now, what were we talking about before you distracted me?”

“Idistractedyou?” Joe nuzzled her ear. “I think you have it the wrong way.”

She didn’t. He’d distracted her from her horrible day. Well, the day had been fine until the photo... Nope. She wasn’t going to think about it. She was going to focus on the here. The now. On the man who calmed and steadied her.

Her breath hitched as he ghosted his fingertips down her neck, over the valley between her breasts, and around her belly button. She shuddered. It should have embarrassed her how much she wanted him. He’d been inside her only a few minutes before, and yet she still craved more. She cravedhim.

Arching up, she brought her lips to his. His arms wrapped around her and—

The doorbell chimed.

“Ignore it,” he said, rolling her under him and settling between her thighs. “I want to eat you.”

Roxie pushed against his shoulder. “We can’t just ignore it—” Her protest fell short when his fingers dipped inside her and his lips found that perfect spot on her neck. She moaned.

“Joseph, you up there?”

They froze.

Her eyes went wide when footsteps sounded on the stairs.

She slapped at his chest, her heart racing in panic. “Holy shit! Get off me, Joe,” she hissed. “Your dad’s here!”

* * *

Joe couldn’t help but laugh. Of course his dad would choose this exact moment to visit. And use his key. Considering the man owned the damn place, Joe couldn’t complain.

“Seriously, you idiot, getoffof me!”

He looked down at Roxie and laughed again. Her face was flushed, and mortified horror filled her eyes as she glanced at the open bedroom door. She gave him a weak shove.

Then she slugged him in the gut. Hard.

He winced. Apparently, Roxie had yet to find the humor in this situation.

“Give me a few minutes, Dad,” Joe called out, rolling off her. “We’ll be right down.”

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