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My tongue twirls around the length of him, up and down, alternating between sucking and licking, watching as his eyes darken into a wild and frantic glower. He’s fighting an internal battle to take over. His muscles flex at my waist, and his chest visibly constricts.
I lose his stare when he squeezes his eyes shut and bows his head into the pillow. The vein in his throat ticks, and his fingers tug at my hair.
I take this as a sign of encouragement, scraping my fingernails lightly up his inner thigh until I reach to massage his balls. His dick pulses when the tip hits the back of my throat, and a savage grumble sounds as his hips buck.
“Mmmm,” I hum, gliding up and nipping at the tip with only my lips.
His breathing becomes louder as I tease and taunt him, never looking away. The vision is almost too much as my body begins to simmer with the familiar ache. He starts to chant my name, and a rush of adrenalin courses through my bloodstream.
I close my eyes, enjoying the velvety smoothness of his skin and the taste of him on my tongue. I’m so lost in the feeling of euphoria I miss the signs of him breaking control.
“AAAAAAHHHH” I cry as he knifes up, ripping himself from my mouth. In a master move, he has me straddling his hips as he impales me from below.
I scream again, the invasion tearing through my body in exquisite pleasure.
“As much as I love my cock in your mouth, you don’t get that this morning,” he grunts into the skin at my neck.
“Control freak,” I whimper breathlessly.
He stills, wrapping one arm around my back, and presses us chest to chest, the other hand angling my face to his.
“You have forever to get used to it.”
The tone of his voice, the firm and determined expression on his face, and the weight behind his words all sink in.
Forever…
It’s a promise.
A proclamation.
His own way of telling me he loves me.
My heart skips a beat, turning over in my chest and threatening to burst. Before I turn into a blubbering idiot, I flash him a grin. “Forever sounds good.”
Chapter 18
Lawson
“Lawson! Open up!” Clay’s shouts are followed by a series of loud knocks.
I sigh, prepared for what is sure to be another argument. He’s been on my ass since Greer and I returned from Connecticut, trying to change my mind about resigning. The main reason I decided to work from home the last few days was so I wouldn’t have to face his judgmental stare.
I take a deep breath and open the door. “Clay, don’t fucking start—” The words die on my lips when I see his face.
“Where’s Greer?” His voice is low, his eyes darting around nervously.
“She’s at work with her friends, getting ready for their dinner tonight. Haley’s doing their hair and make-up.”
He storms in and starts pacing. “Why aren’t you answering your emails or phone?”
“Janice is handling anything imperative while I work on some scheduling issues. You know this.”
“Your personal emails and texts,” he clarifies and scrubs his hands roughly through his hair.
“Because I’m busy. I’ll get to them later.”
He stops moving, his eyes coming to mine and flaming wildly.
