Page 74 of Resisting Mr. Rich


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She kisses me again and I breathe her in, reaching up to thread my fingers into her hair to keep her close.

“One’s a challenge, the other a reward.”

“I see.”

My eyes adjust enough to the dark to see her small smile.

I kiss the turned-up corner of her mouth, tasting sweet victory as she parts her lips and welcomes my tongue with hers.

“You rarely give me your smiles,” I say as I suck on her bottom lip.

“You’ve rarely deserved them,” she hums as she kisses me back slowly.

“That’s past tense.”

She grows quiet, before whispering, “It is.”

“Does that mean I get more of them in the future?” I cup the back of her neck, stroking over her fluttering pulse with my thumb.

She dusts her lips side to side over mine, her palms resting on my chest. “We have no future beyond tomorrow, Logan. We both know that. This was never about the future. This was some weird product of years of past emotions finally erupting.”

I ignore the tightness in my chest and pull her to me, kissing her again. “You needed to fuck the hate from your system.”

“I… maybe.”

“Did it work?” I hold my breath.

She kisses me again without answering, and I stroke down her back, kissing her back slowly, matching my movements with hers. She stiffens as my hand grazes the base of her spine.

“You are hurt, Mads. Let me see.” I pull up to a sitting position and reach for the bedside lamp, but she takes my hand, and places it over her naked breast, holding it in place with her own hand.

“I told you. It doesn’t hurt.”

“I don’t believe you.”

She lifts herself into my lap so she’s straddling me. Then she takes my other hand and holds it against her other breast. Her nipples harden as I stroke my thumbs over them slowly.

“What are you doing?” I ask as she circles her hips, grinding gently onto me.

Her fingers find my lips again to stop me speaking, and I kiss the tips of them as she reaches between us with her other hand and strokes my hardening cock.

“Fucking about one more time before we forget any of this ever happened,” she murmurs.

“That’s what you want? To forget?” I stroke her nipples, and she moans. Then she wraps her hand around the base of my cock.

“That’s all we both ever wanted.” She slides down onto me with a gentle sigh. Then arches her breasts into my palms as she starts to ride me.

I groan as I’m buried deep inside her.

“Mads?”

“Logan,” she breathes.

I push forward, wrapping my arms around her back and holding her flush against my chest as I thrust up from beneath her in leisurely strokes.

“You don’t know what I want.”

She shakes her head, her breath coming in soft pants as I kiss her, gripping her like it’s the last time I will ever hold her like this.Because it is.

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