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It overwhelms me.
It pushes everything else aside.
I press my tongue flat against him, and I take him again.
He presses one hand to the back of my head and guides me over him. He brings his other hand to my breast, teasing my nipple as I take him again and again.
The two of us, a perfect circle of pleasure. I feel that. I want to give this to him because I need him. Because I like him. Because he makes my entire body shake with desire.
His thighs shudder as he gets closer.
His posture changes. He rocks into me, pushing deeper, almost too deep, but I want to take that, too. All of it.
Then he says my name like it’s his favorite thing in the world and all my other thoughts fade away.
I bring my hand to his ass, and I take him deeper.
With the thrust of his pelvis, he comes. He groans my name as he rocks into me. And I do everything I can to hold on as he spills into my mouth.
I wait until he’s finished, then I pull back and swallow hard.
He looks at me like I’m heaven sent, and I feel something more familiar: the gratitude I’ve seen in past relationships. The wall that falls after a man comes. The lack of defenses.
But that feels different, too. Because I know him. Who he is, what he wants, what he likes about me.
I know him in a way I never knew Stephan.
And I want him to know me in another way. I want him to know all of me. Not just the version who uses her sister for seduction inspiration. Or the version who puts on a bold face for investors. Or the version who plays tough to keep everyone away.
No. That’s not a game.
I am tough.
But I’m soft, too.
I want to show him all of that.
And that’s really fucking scary.
…
The afternoon is perfect. We sneak out of the house for lunch at another spot by the beach. We come home, kiss goodbye in the car, head to our separate living spaces (both of us have family dinner tonight).
Lexi is in a good mood, but she doesn’t mention where she went or what’s happening with Jake, and I don’t ask. She doesn’t ask me what I’ve been up to, either. I savor the feelings. I text River from my room. Silly things. Serious things. Naughty things.
All week, it’s the same.
We work all day, we kiss after dinner, we send good-night messages. Sometimes, it’s just a kiss and a few pictures. Other times, he comes to the apartment, and we have sex in my bed.
I play my favorite Carole King record. I dance to “I Feel the Earth Move.” I sing in the shower and don my favorite sundress and sit by the pool with a book.
A perfect week. Even with work deadlines and late nights and the uncertainty of Lexi’s plans with Jake.
For once, I don’t worry about her. Not until she comes into my office Thursday night, right in the middle of my attempt to make plans with River.
She locks the door behind her, and she looks right into my eyes and says, “Dee, I need your help.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
