Page 60 of One More Betrayal


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I bite back a laugh and say in an equally serious tone, “And let me guess, that’s the Boob-a-licious Constellation?” I point to a random group of stars to the left of his cluster.

He chuckles, the low rumble shooting straight to the spot most desperate for him between my legs, and it reminds me of the promise I made him yesterday. The one I left in Morse code. “Absolutely correct. I take it you also took astronomy in college?”

“Of course. And I seem to remember getting an A.” I move to stand between Troy’s knees and drop to mine. The paving stones aren’t the most comfortable things to be kneeling on, but I don’t care. “I also remember promising you a prize if you won last night.” Zara told me Troy won when she, Emily, Simone, Avery, and I met up for lunch.

The wicked gleam in his eyes returns. “And what prize is that?”

I run the tip of my tongue along my lower lip in anticipation, and his Adam’s apple jerks up and falls down in a move that gets me more excited. For this man. For what I’m about to do. “I guess you’ll find out soon enough.” I unzip his jeans. His length is long and thick and grows thicker under my perusal.

He helps me lower his jeans and boxer briefs over his hips, giving me better access to my own prize. I give his length one long, satisfying lick and take the tip into my mouth.

“Christ,” Troy says on a hissed-out moan, and his fingers knot in my hair.

My fingers wrap along the base of his cock. The other hand gently grabs his balls.

I’m rewarded with another “Christ,” and I smile around his hard length.

I bob my head, his panted breaths my musical accompaniment, his groans my motivation. My blood simmers in my veins, heating me more than the fire behind me ever could. I keep going, relishing every sound and movement he makes. I’ve never felt more powerful than I do in this moment. Never felt more wanted.

His fingers tighten in my hair, driving me on. I release his tip from my mouth and lick it, the wetness from my mouth almost sizzling from the heat of his velvety skin. I take him back in again.

“I’m going to come.” Troy’s words carry on a long groan.

Good. He can come all he wants. I’ll be there to catch it, to catch him.

His balls tighten, and a salty heat jets into my mouth. I swallow it, which elicits another moan from him.

I gently release his cock from the depths of my mouth and give him a minute to collect himself.

I push to my feet and sit next to him as if I hadn’t just caused him to come undone. I grin. “Congratulations for winning last night.”

Troy puts himself together and guides me to straddle him. His hands move to my waist, and his thumbs brush under the hem of the sweatshirt.

He looks at me, longing in his eyes. “Stay the night.” The smooth rumble of his voice coats his words, melts me to the core. “I want to wake up tomorrow with you in my arms, Jess.”

His fingers knot in my hair once more, and he guides my head down to his. His kiss consumes me, sets me on fire again. I’d be more than happy to stay this way for now and forevermore.

“Okay,” I murmur against his lips, mine curved in a dreamy smile. “I’ll stay the night.”

21

Troy

July, Present Day

Maple Ridge

* * *

A movement next to me in bed jerks me awake. Early morning sunlight stretches through the closed curtains in my bedroom.

A foot lashes out and hits me in the shin. Jess’s foot.

Her thrashing stops and she turns to me. Her eyes appear slightly dazed, and she slowly blinks several times, seemingly to bring the room into focus. “Troy?” The disbelief and longing in her voice—as if she’s longing for me not to be a figment of her imagination—almost guts me.

I shift closer to her and kiss her cheek. “Yes, sweetheart. It’s me.”

“Thank God. I was having a nightmare.”

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