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The only thing left between us is her panties and the agreement of our fake marriage. I wish we would have written that agreement up on paper just so I could burn it.
“Let’s get you wet,” I tell her, hooking my thumbs into her underwear and tugging down until they drop to her ankles.
The second she steps out of her panties, I lift her up and guide her to wrap her legs around my waist. I know she needs to be warmed up, so I pull her off the wall and step over the bathtub ledge.
The minute the warm water hits Juliet’s back, she moans into my mouth. This is what she needs, and it's my mission to make sure she always gets what she wants.
“Jesus, Juliet. I can’t do this anymore,” I say against her mouth.
I know this might not be the best time since she’s a sex kitten icicle right now, but when will be a good time? After we sign divorce papers?
No.
I have to do this now.
I have to lay it out and tell her what I want. And if it’s not reciprocated, then it’s not reciprocated.
“You can’t do what?” she asks but doesn’t pull away.
“I can’t pretend this is fake anymore and that I don’t have feelings for you.”
I push her into the corner of the shower, using it as leverage to feel her body pressed tightly against mine. She moans at the pressure I apply between us, our lips never breaking away from one another.
“Date me,” I say. “Date me for the next two years and give me a chance to convince you to stay as my wife.”
“You want me to stay as your wife? You don’t want a divorce?” she asks softly as if she can barely believe what I’m saying.
“I know this isn’t what we agreed to but—”
Before I can get the words out, Juliet pulls my mouth to hers and kisses me harder.
This isn’t a kiss where we can’t seem to get enough of each other. And it’s not a desperate kiss made from lust and need. This is an answer… the answer I’ve been waiting for.
“Yes, I’ll date you. It’s been real for me for a while now too,” she admits.
Pure relief and happiness fill my lungs as my heart thumps wildly against my chest. She’s giving me a shot, and now I have two years to build a life that’s too irresistible for her to leave.
“I want you, Ryker. Right now,” she says, reaching between us and wrapping her hand around my cock.
It dawns on me that I only had one condom in my wallet and I used it on her at the bar last night.
Fuck.
“I don’t have a condom. Damn it, I’m sorry. I forgot to reload my wallet this morning.”
“Do we need one?” she asks.
The question takes me off guard because condoms have always been a requirement. I’ve never entertained the idea of not using one, and I’ve never had a woman suggest we go without… until now.
It’s not as if I’ve never thought about how good it would be to go without one. But going bare with Juliet is a temptation I don’t think I can turn down.
“That’s your call. All of this is your call,” I tell her because it’s her body and I have no idea if she’s on birth control.
I had a full physical after Amelia and I broke up, so I know I’m clean.
The build-up of need for this woman is at a boiling point and I think she feels it too.
“I’m on the pill. And I don’t want to stop here,” she says, pumping my shaft with her hand. “Make love to me.”
