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“Tell me. Tell me what you want,” he grits out, his head buried in my neck. My body arches into him, pushing me right to the brink, but his pace doesn’t quicken. He is steady, his discipline astounding. My chest hits his, our bodies touching from the tips of our toes to our hands joined at my side.
“I want you. Eddie, I want you.” I get it out, and that is all he needs to hear before his hands leave mine, and he grabs my wrists instead, throwing my hands up and pinning them to the bed above my head.
“Are you mine, Katie? I want you all to myself, every inch, every thought, every fucking moan and quiver and feeling. Tell me you are mine.” The claim is whispered against my skin as his nose traces my cheek.
“Yours. I am all yours,” I pant out, barely hanging on, but meaning every word.
He doesn’t wait before he slams into me. His thrusts now fast and furious.
“Say it again,” he demands, his head hovering above mine as his hips thrust powerfully.
“I’m yours. I’m all yours, Eddie,” I say again, and it feels like a promise. Like they cement something between us. That we are no longer just hanging out and getting to know each other, but we have moved to another stage. A more serious stage.
“Fuck, I want you, Katie. I have been waiting for someone like you my whole fucking life.” I feel it then, my orgasm as it crests. I stare into his eyes, and I know the words he is saying are true.
“Eddie,” I breathe, knowing I am about to lose control. About to give it all to him.
“I’ve got you. I've got you,” he repeats, and I let go. Giving him another little piece of my heart.
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO - KATIE
Walking into the cardiac ward, I see Shelley sitting at the nurses’ station. I begin to wonder if she lives here, given that whenever I am here, she is too.
“Morning!” I singsong to her as I check that I have my pen and a fresh pair of gloves in my pocket, ready to start my shift.
“Good morning. You seem happy today,” she comments, and I can’t help the grin that lands on my face.
“The sun is shining. It is a great day outside,” I say, sounding not like myself at all and she stares at me.
“Is that all that has you walking on cloud nine today?” Her eyes narrow as she quizzes me. We have only known each other a short time, but we get along so well.
“I’m seeing someone,” I say sneakily. After our declarations to each other, Eddie and I have become more serious. I am itching to tell someone, and Shelley is the closest to a friend I have here.
“Ohhh, do tell,” she says, swiveling her chair around and grabbing her coffee, her full attention now on me.
“Well, his name is Eddie. He is a few years older than me. He manages the maintenance in the apartment building I live in,” I say, giving her a quick rundown, skipping the parts about his panty-melting kisses.
“You’re down in Harborside, aren’t you?” Shelley clarifies.
“Yeah, right on the water. A doctor friend from Philly offered me her place.”
“Not that big skyrise?” Shelley's eyes widen a little as realization crosses her face.
“Yeah, I’m not right up at the top, but it is pretty amazing,” I say, still dumbfounded that I live there.
“I think that one is owned by the Rothschilds,” Shelley says, her eyes crumpling as she thinks.
“Rothschilds?” I ask, having no idea who she is talking about.
“Yeah, the richest family in Baltimore. One of them is the governor of Maryland.” None of that is familiar to me. I am not really into politics.
“Well, they are generous with their welcome baskets. I got two welcome gifts when I first moved in, both full to the brim with food and whatnot,” I say to her with a nod, one that she returns.
“So Eddie? Tell me more about him,” she prompts.
“He cooks me dinner, makes me lunch, organizes a car to drop me off and pick me up. He is funny, caring, thoughtful, and sweet…” I say, drifting off a little as I think about him.
“Clearly, he is alright in the bedroom department too, because you are looking like a totally different person than when you first arrived here. You have a fresh glow to you,” Shelley comments with a laugh as she looks me over.
