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When the dam cracks open I don’t even try to be quiet about it. “Fuck, Micah. FUCK!”
I claw at his back. If my nails were long I’d be drawing blood.
Even as he keeps pounding away there’s triumph in his voice. “Warned you, didn’t I? Don’t expect to find this anywhere else. You won’t. Only right here with me. You think about that tomorrow when you’re sore and remembering why.”
I hear every word he says even as the pleasure cascades with such ferocity that I see stars.
He’s right. I will be sore tomorrow.
And guess what?I’m looking forward to it.
Micah’s getting close. I can tell by the way his muscles stiffen and he shuts his eyes. He groans and pumps harder with his head back, sucking his lower lip between his teeth. He’s absolutely stunning to watch, like a force of nature that has been held captive and finally freed.
I feel the pulsing force roll through his body when he reaches the edge and then goes over it. But it’s his face that keeps me mesmerized. He spends everything he has with a heavy groan that vibrates in his chest and makes me wish this moment didn’t have to end.
“Holy shit.” He rolls to his back beside me, breathing heavily as he rips the condom off.
He doesn’t stay there for long. Micah vaults to his feet, stretches, and glances back as I cross my arms over my naked body. Now that we’re not in the throes of passion I’m feeling a little self-conscious. Besides, it is rather chilly in here.
Micah takes notice. He drops to the floor, rummages beneath the bed and comes up with a dark green plush blanket. It’s kind of sweet the way he shakes it open and drapes it over my bare shoulders.
An instant later he’s gone, on his way to the kitchen. He opens the fridge, selects a couple of bottled waters and lightly tosses me one.
I hold it up with a sniff of bitter humor. “At least I know it’s not spiked.”
He twists the cap off his bottle. “What does that mean?”
“Nothing. It’s just that I’ve already had a close call tonight.”
“What are you talking about?”
I really shouldn’t have brought this up. I set the water on the nightstand, pull my knees up to my chest and hug my legs. “You know the guy I was out with tonight? He put something in my drink.”
Micah freezes. “He didWHAT?”
“I didn’t mention that he’s the brother of the opposition candidate. He was probably thinking he could use me to create a scandal that would hurt my father. Luckily, a woman at the bar spotted his evil act and warned me. I confronted him and that’s why he stormed out.”
Micah bangs the bottle down on the counter. “I was right there. Why in THE HELL didn’t you tell me?”
He’s almost shouting.
I actually flinch.
“I handled it, Micah.”
“Handledit? Are his fucking legs broken?”
“Of course not.”
“Then it’s not fucking handled.” He’s pacing back and forth now, still naked.
It’s quite a sight.
And I regret killing the mood, whatever mood this was.
“Whatever.” I prop my chin on top of my knees. It’s rattled me more than I’d like to admit, how close I came to danger.
Micah stalks over to the bed and sits in front of me. He tenderly pushes my hair aside and looks deep into my eyes. “He didn’t hurt you, Tessie?”
