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Wes wastes no time sheathing himself before pushing inside me in one quick movement. This time all I feel is intense pleasure, not a hint of the pain I felt last week. We fit. It’s perfection. He’s meant to be inside me. To be mine. Just like he wanted me to be his.
We both cry out as we start to move, and he sinks deeper and deeper with every push. I want to match his power, but I can’t get enough movement in my current position. And I need it.
Lying back until I’m resting on my palms, I lift one leg on to the counter and use it to help with traction, to pump harder and faster until I have Wes grunting my name.
“Fuck, Lucy. You feel so good. Always so good.”
He grips the counter edge with one hand, lifting my ass with the other, and the new angle has me unable to hold back a scream. “I can’t. I…oh, God, Wes.”
I try hard to hold out, loving the connection I’m feeling, but when Wes leans forward, a spark runs through me and my orgasm hits, catching me off guard. My insides contract and pulse, squeezing Wes’s cock as he grunts, his hand gripping me tightly. “Jesus Christ!” Pumping a few more times, he curses the world before falling on top of me in a huff.
We’re both silent for a few seconds until Wes sighs in contentment. “You, Lucy Mathers, were made for me.”
Wrapping my arms around him, I huff out a laugh and then sink back to the counter, my head landing on top of the flowers.Oops.
I feel Wes’s body move as he chuckles above me, and a satisfied smile graces my lips. I could stay here all day. But…
“Now, can I take you to dinner?” he huffs out, whining as though I’ve ruined his plans.
I giggle as I push him away so I can stand, straightening my dress as I do. “That would be lovely. I’m ready. Are you?”
Wes’s eyes move to my crotch and he grunts, knowing I now have nothing beneath my dress. “You better be ready,” he mumbles as he walks toward the bathroom to clean up.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Wes
I’minaworldof pain knowing that Lucy’s sitting across from me in a busy restaurant…with no panties. Somehow, I’m keeping up with the conversation, but fuck, it’s a struggle.
“And then he finally moved back,” Lucy says, talking about her brother, Dylan. “Pity you never played together. I think you’d have gotten along.”
I nod, because she’s right. We do get along. “We spoke a few times at events, but I could never bring myself to ask about you.”
Lucy’s eyes widen before confusion masks her shock. “You spoke?”
“Yeah, we shared a sponsor so I saw him a few times. Why do you look mad right now?”
She crosses her arms over her chest and huffs dramatically like a child having a tantrum. “Because he never told me.”
I almost laugh at the adorable look on her face until her words register.
“Would you have wanted to know?” I’m not sure what I want her answer to be. Is it easier to know she wanted to find out about me, or better if she didn’t…so I don’t feel like we missed out.
“Yeah, I think I would have.”
Fuck! The latter was definitely better. Years wasted.
“But I wasn’t ready.” She sighs, as her hands drop to her side.
At least that’s something.
“And now you are?”
A smile lights up her face making me want to reach across the table and kiss her. Even more so, after she answers, “I am.”
Pulling my lips into a grin, I nod and shelve that conversation for another time. “You know, the last time I saw your brother he’d just gotten married. He was so high on life I thought he was drunk.”
Lucy laughs out loud before covering her mouth with her hand. “Yep, that’s Dylan. The love he has for Summer is infinite. And I thought he was his happiest the day they said their vows, but you should have seen him when he found out Summer was pregnant.”
