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It’s getting too fucking much.
It starts as my control slips. Her orgasm takes her over, and she clamps down on me over and over. The rush of euphoria sweeps through me to the tip of my cock, and I come in her, spurting, cock twitching until she takes the last drop and collapses. I roll us on the bed, pulling out and tucking her into me.
Then when we’ve lain there, tangled and trying to get our breathing back to normal, I peel off my clothes to grab a shower.
“No.”
I look at her. “No, Longstocking?
She starts to play with my cock, making it grow and stir, and I groan.
Nadia squeezes. “We don’t have any kind of a future, do we?”
She’s going to fucking blow me, that’s in the air. I want nothing more than that mouth wrapped around my junk, letting me face fuck her.
It’ll sure as shit happen if I say yes or maybe or I don’t know.
But I can’t, and I need to do the right thing.
So, I take her hand from me and put it on my chest.
I meet her gaze.
“No, Nadia, we don’t. At all.”
ChapterTwenty
NADIA
After that punch in the heart, I already knew was coming, Diego takes a shower.
Pathetic as I am, I want to follow him in there, take him in my mouth.
I don’t.
I can’t.
Everything’s a mess and I don’t know what to be mad at. There are no revelations. He’s not leading me on. This is what I knew from the moment he came back into my life.
One thing Diego is, is honest. At least, mostly. At least to me.
With a sigh, I head to the other bathroom for a quick shower. I put on a dress, and my fuzzy pink floppy socks Riff hated. They are ugly and ridiculous, but I call them house socks and they keep my feet happy on cooler nights.
When I’m done, I just tie my hair back and go to the kitchen.
The tequila bottle is out, and it’s about two-thirds full. I make a drink light on booze, heavy on soda water and lime.
Diego always makes it perfect. Whether full strength or the light version, his is always just right. Suddenly, that annoys the hell out of me.
Just like him coming here for other reasons than helping me.
It isn’t fair, but emotions don’t play by fair rules.
Because I need something, and that will do. I’m wrong because he told me when he didn’t have to the other reasons he’s here. I’m right because why the fuck am I not enough for him?
“Pathetic,” I mutter, taking a big swallow.
I almost jump when someone bangs on the front door. I know who it is. The only person who thinks he’s too important for the doorbell. I stomp over and drag it open.
