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“Probably.” He removed his shirt, shorts, underwear. “Now, keep going.”
She exhaled, and getting his medical degree had taken less time. “But, as long as we went and got married,” she prefaced, “I…want to…stay married to you.”
He joined her on the couch. Immediately dipping his head between her legs seemed rushed, so he thumbed her clit, and his finger nearly slid right off her pussy.
“For how long?”
“I don’t have a timeline,” she said. “But it’s not…it’s not three months.”
“What else, Raina?” He licked her sticky wetness from the pad of his thumb. “Tell me what I want to hear. I thought you were fearless.”
“I never…said I…was fearless.”
He’d been hard since she tossed his coat on the ground, and it was taking everything in him not to take a seat and sit her right on top of it. But a hot, glistening pussy lay bare before him, and he couldn’t hold back any longer.
He lowered his head.
Licked.
Instantly, ten fingers were in his hair.
Either he was out of his mind, or she was sweet. So sweet. He didn’t care about losing himself, didn’t care that he went from licking to devouring to her riding his tongue—as best as she could while laid out on her back, anyhow.
It wasn’t enough.
It wasn’t nearly enough.
Without lifting his head, he slid two fingers inside her, and his name rolled from her lips in gasps and moans.
Her arousal dripped onto his palm.
He grabbed her thighs and slipped his tongue inside her. Vaguely, he heard the sound of a woman screaming, felt her thighs push uselessly against his grasp, twitching until she went stiff.
“Lucas, I’m coming.”
Her body arched.
Then she spasmed and writhed as he fingered her, lavishing in the gentle squeezes around the digit as he freed his dick. She could barely catch her breath, and she wouldn’t.
Rising, he spread her legs wider and buried himself inside her. She gasped, her body closing around him.
After taking a moment to breathe—and spitting out the words “holy shit” in every language he knew—he prepared to thrust so hard the sofa fabric gave her carpet burn. But then she had to go and open her fucking mouth.
“Lucas, I wasn’t drunk. The night we got married? I wasn’t drunk.”
ChapterEighteen
“What did you just say?”
Raina stared up into Lucas’ face, taking in everything from his hair to the tip of his chin, creating a snapshot of this moment in the event it was the first and last time.
“We could’ve dated, I know,” she went on. “But ever since Athens, I thought about you all the time. After you showed up at Delilah’s, it got worse. It’s how I ended up in Vegas. I knew you’d be there, and I was hoping to run into you. If I did, I planned to ask you out.”
No matter how long or how many rounds it would have taken. Unfortunately, she’d only had his tongue at this point, and his tongue by itself made her want to weld the wedding ring onto her finger.
“I had my assistant make all those posts, hoping you would show up,” he said. “Do you really think I wasthatdamn excited about a conference?”
She laughed. “Maybe.”
