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My eyes burn, but I remind myself he was joking. We know the parameters of what we are. To make things extra clear, I say, “Shut up and fuck me.”
He takes that as a challenge. We don’t speak again, but our hips do. Hard, deep thrusts that have my inner muscles clenching. He devours my lips and bites my neck. I get lost to everything but our points of contact, the blazing passion escaping through my moans and gasps.
Our eyes connect, and my breath hitches.
I suddenly want him to slow down, make this last. I want to memorize the way his shoulders bunch and neck strains, the intensity of his gaze as he watches me. Record his rough grunts and low rasps of my name. I need to bank these memories for later, for when I’m traveling and he won’t be there to argue with me or make love to me or tell me I’m a horrible driver.
But I’ll be okay on my own, right? New experiences. New people. The adventure I’ve manifested for myself. Finally, I’ll be living for no one but myself.
For some reason, my eyes burn.
Avett stills, buried to the hilt, and touches my cheek. “Where’d you go there?”
“Just in my head,” I whisper. “Sorry. I’m here now.”
“You sure?”
I nod and rock my hips, showing him just how sure I am. He kisses me harder and flips us so he’s on top. He rolls his hips in a slower pattern and cages me between his forearms, keeping us flush. The position is more intimate. There’s no space between us. No gaps to hide and pretend my feelings aren’t overflowing into something unmanageable.
He rubs his pubic bone harder on my clit, and I shudder. “Avett. God, I’m so close.”
“Come for me, honey. Take what’s yours and come on my dick.”
Are you mine to take?I want to ask. Instead, I shut my eyes and rock with him until a wave of pleasure washes over me.
He grunts. Pumps so hard the bed bangs against the wall. I force my eyes open, and his dark eyes shine with emotion as his orgasm tears through him.
It takes a moment to catch my breath. Avett gets up to deal with the condom and grab a towel for me. This is the part where I normally get dressed to leave—our mutual understanding, keeping things casual between us. But…I can’t. The idea of walking out of here right now has me nearing hyperventilation.
Avett sits on the bed and runs his hand through my hair. “That was…”
He doesn’t finish his sentence, just blows out an unsteady breath.
Instead of gathering my clothes, I tentatively place my hand on his thigh. “Can I stay the night?”
My pulse pounds in my ears. A feverish jump that has me instantly regretting my words. I’m leaving in a week. I promised myself I wouldn’t get attached. I promisedhimwe’d keep things light.
He looks momentarily stunned, but he brushes his knuckles down my cheek and smiles. “Of course.”
We slide under the sheets together, and he gathers me against his chest. We don’t talk quietly or joke the way we often do. I feel his every breath, his deep sigh as he sinks heavier into the mattress. I feather my fingers over his chest hair and try not to think about how good this feels.
Eventually, I drift off to sleep, but it’s fitful. I wake in the middle of a travel dream, sweaty and panicked. I have them sometimes. Normal stress dreams about being lost or not finding my hotel or losing my money. Not usually a big deal, but unease has my skin feverish, my heart palpitating.
It’s still dark, but I realize Avett is facing me, his eyes open.
“You can’t sleep?” I whisper.
He shakes her head. Even in the dim light, I see the sharper planes of his face, the furrow between his brows. Like he’s been watching me for a while.
Maybe he’s been thinking too much too. Maybe he’s also falling harder for me than he planned. Maybe he’s wishing we’d started this arrangement at a different time so we could unleash our tethered hearts and say everything we’re not saying.
God, I want so much more with this man. More time. More lunches. More fair dates. More time with my head resting on the perfect dip in his chest.
Shaking slightly, I touch his bearded cheek. “Come with me.”
He frowns, then unleashes his smolder. “Someone’s horny when she’s half asleep.”
I kick his shin lightly. “On my trip, Avett. Come with me. I don’t want this to end.”
