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“Oh fuck, oh fuck.”
Then he felt her do exactly that. Clenching and milking him as she trembled, her own climax exploding while Jack let go and his seed poured inside the woman he loved.
Staking his claim once more.
Now they needed to talk.
Jack lay over Amelia for way too long, but he knew the moment he moved, their lives would shift and their seductive escape would be over.
He’d happily stay here all day long, making love to her. But, yeah, they needed to talk.
Jack lifted up on one elbow.
“You okay down there?” he asked, his cock still deep within her, softening.
She nodded. “Yes. Nice to see you.”
He let out a laugh. It was so Jack and Amelia. Together, they always laughed.
Jack pulled out and reached for the tissues beside the bed. They tidied up the bathroom with polite conversation, and then he leaned against the doorjamb.
“We should talk.”
“We do.” Amelia walked up to him and, like magic, his arms wound around her, and his mouth dropped to hers in a kiss.
Reluctantly, he released her and, with a hand in the small of her back, guided her back inside the living room.
“Thank you for seeing me,” Jack said. It felt like a formal thing to say after what they’d done, but he wanted Amelia to know he wasn’t taking liberties or assuming anything after their very sexy and affectionate greeting.
“Would you like a drink?” Amelia asked.
“Iced water. It’s hot here.”
She smiled. “Hawaii.”
“It’s taking some adjusting. How long have you been on the island?” Jack asked, taking in her tanned shoulders.
“A few days. I’m starting to acclimate.” She handed him a bottle of water and they sat on the designer cane sofa, a few inches from one another. But it felt like a mile when he’d been inside her just a few minutes ago.
As her eyes lifted to his, she gave him a small smile and Jack saw the lingering pain within them. His guilt roared to the surface.
“I’m so fucking sorry, sweetheart.” He shook his head.
She nodded. “I know.”
“It’s over. The entire thing is done with,” Jack said. “I’m not going to beat around the bush, Amelia. I meant what I said. I love you. I’m here to get you back. You know what I want.”
I want to marry you. Spend the rest of my life with you.
“Please,” she held up her hand, “Small steps.”
In other words, don’t propose.
Got it.
Jack nodded.
“I saw the news. I’m happy it’s all smoothed over,” she said as he took her hand and rubbed his thumb over her knuckles.
