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I sever the call on my end. My fingers flex on the wheel in anticipation of what’s to come. We left things in a strange place. Both when I left without him and yesterday when he flew home without me. Where we stand remains a bit of a mystery. One I’m more than ready to uncover.
Pulling into the lot slaps me with a heavy dose of deja vu. The familiar Jeep is parked in the same spot it was the day we met. Rhett leans against the door with a coffee in each hand.
Like that day not so long ago, I park and pop out of my car. Not trying to appear too eager, I brush out fake wrinkles in my outfit while critically eyeing my appearance. A mid-thigh, clingy blue sundress swishes around my legs with each step that closes the distance between us. I run my hands over the soft fabric. A tie in the back accentuates my hourglass waist, and a large V dips between my breasts to reveal ample cleavage. Complicated straps crisscross over my feet to hold the white sandals secure. My eyes are covered by oversized black sunglasses, but the smile stretching my lips divulges some of my thoughts.
“You are a goddess,” Rhett says.
I revel in the compliment as a blush tints my cheeks. Rhett closes the gap, brushing his lips against one once I’m close enough.
“This is for you.”
I take the offered coffee, perking up at the mere idea of the first caffeinated sip.
“You have no idea how much I need this, thank you.” I close my eyes and hum along with the rich bitterness on my taste buds.
“Just glad you’re home, Rosie.”
“I’m glad to be home,” I answer in earnest.
Rhett stares at me as if I’m a decadent treat. His heated gaze trails down my body before returning to my face.
“I have something I want to show you.” He moves away and opens the passenger door, setting his cup inside. I immediately occupy the space he vacated and place my cup in the holder next to his. Rhett’s fingertips forge a trail along the exposed skin of my shoulder.
“Get in.”
“Is everything okay?” A twinge of worry resides in my tone. Maybe something happened while I was gone. He brushes my hair off my shoulder as if attempting to sweep my apprehension aside.
“Now that you’re here, I’ve never been better.”
Though they are hidden behind shades, my brow crinkles. I should believe his words, but something feels off.
“Are you sure everything is okay? Tommy’s good?”
God, the thought of something else… Rhett moves farther into my space and gently caresses my cheek.
“We’re good, Rosie. Not a single thing needs your worry.”
As if he can’t wait any longer, he brings our mouths together, fitting my bottom lip firmly between both of his. His warm hand slides from my cheek to cradle the back of my neck, deepening the kiss in order to touch his tongue to mine. I’m sure I taste like coffee and cinnamon gum, but Rhett doesn’t seem to mind. He drinks me in as if it’s the most heady combination.
My legs part as my butt touches the seat, and I prop one foot on the floorboard. He doesn’t miss the invitation and advances. Fitting himself between my spread thighs, he follows me down until my back rests against the center console. My heart bangs against my rib cage at the intrusion of filthy thoughts. All the dirty things I want to do with him bombard me at once.
Any reason is lost to hitched breaths and quiet pants as he slips an eager finger beneath my dress. He moves my panties away from my damp center and drives a digit inside, finding me drenched and primed.
“Fucking love sundress season. I want you to wear one every day.” He buries his face into the V at my neckline, paying attention with open-mouthed kisses to my sensitive breasts as he works another finger inside. The thick invasion forces my back to arch and a cry to fall from my lips. I eagerly grab the waist of his jeans, and within seconds, I’ve worked the button free and lowered the zipper.
“Rosie,” he growls the name that fills me with an unnamed feeling. The coiling tension of where this is headed expands between us. We don’t need words at this point. Our consent is clear in our actions.
In the next instant, I have him freed, hot and hard and heavy in my hand as I jerk him off in a tight fist.
“I don’t want your hand.” I try to tug him closer to the place I need him most. Filling me up and dragging me with him over the edge. It’s only been a week, but now that I’ve had him, it’s a week too long.
He grunts and pulls a condom out of the glove compartment in obvious approval. The box appears to be the same one from our night at the hotel, judging by the number of rubbers remaining on the roll.
“We better make it quick then before someone sees.”
“Yes,” I moan and shift my hips for better accessibility. “Hurry.”
“Hang on to me.”
