Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 66134 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 331(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66134 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 331(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
I rubbed the tips of my fingers along that sweet spot just inside her channel, and with a gasp she came, her sweet moans filling my bedroom. Before she could spiral back down from her climax, I was up and over her, and she cried out as I slammed into her, all the way to the hilt.
“Grab onto the headboard and brace yourself,” I told her, resisting the urge to rut like a beast inside of her until she was ready. “This is going to be a hard, fast, deep ride.” Going slow wasn’t an option. I needed her too badly.
She lifted her arms above her head, gripping the slats, and once I knew she was ready, I let go and went wild. I buried my hands in her hair, fusing our lips in a hot, provocative, tongue-tangling kiss. The sheer force of my thrusts, the depth and friction of my cock pistoning inside of her, left no room for anything but the enormity of the orgasm crashing through me…and the realization that I wanted so much more with this woman than just stolen moments.
I collapsed on top of her, every last bit of energy drained from me. Once my breathing slowed, I rolled off of her and made a quick trip to the bathroom. I returned a few minutes later and found her already under the covers, a soft, replete smile on her lips. Joining her, I pulled her into my arms. She cuddled against my side, her head resting on my chest and her arm draped across my body. She exhaled a soft sigh as I gently threaded my fingers through her hair.
This felt so perfect, so right, and I made a quick decision. “When Owen isn’t here, I want you in my bed at night.”
She lifted her head and arched a brow at me. “Is that an order?”
Now that we were no longer playing sexy bedroom games, I knew this independent, self-sufficient woman would bristle at me making demands. I also didn’t think she was ready to hear that my feelings for her were evolving much quicker than I’d ever anticipated, and it wasn’t all completely about sex, but just…being with her and enjoying her company. Our physical chemistry was just an added bonus.
As well as tonight’s dinner had gone, I was still aware of Stevie’s insecurities when it came to fitting into my life. To her, this was all a temporary arrangement with benefits, a fake relationship designed to keep my ex-wife from using what she perceived as leverage against me in our custody battle for Owen.
As much as I was ready to discuss my developing feelings, I didn’t think Stevie was ready to accept and believe that what I wanted with her was something far more real. So I had to settle for the next best thing, and having her in my life, and in my bed, on a regular basis, was a start.
“No, it’s not an order,” I murmured. “It’s a request. I enjoy spending time with you, and you can’t deny that the sex is pretty damn fantastic.” Yeah, I’d use that to my advantage if I had to.
She lightly, playfully, scratched her nails along my abdomen. “You’re awfully sure of yourself.”
I rolled her onto her back, my body half draped across hers. Holding her gaze, I cupped one of her breasts in my hand and tweaked her nipple, making her gasp in surprise. “Do I need to prove, once again, how good we are in bed together?”
Her eyes darkened with renewed desire as I trailed my fingers down her stomach and stroked them between her thighs. “You might have to.”
So, I did, dipping my head to latch onto one of her stiff nipples while my fingers plied her pussy and clit and brought her to another orgasm that had her shaking, moaning, then eventually sighing with satisfaction.
I grinned down at her flushed face. “Is that a yes?”
A teasing light flickered in her eyes. “Do you think I’m that easy?”
I chuckled. “Never, and I love how you keep me guessing,” I said, then grew more serious. “But right now, I just want to know that I can enjoy you in the evenings when Owen isn’t here. That I have something to look forward to at the end of a long work day. However, if you need more persuasion of why you should agree, I’m up for the challenge.”
“You most certainly are,” she said, her hand wrapping around my erection and giving it a playful stroke. “And I’m thinking I need more persuasion, please.”
By the time I was done with her, the only word she could utter was yes, and knowing she’d be spending a helluva lot more time in my bed, and in my life, was all that mattered to me.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Stevie
I waited in the valet area at The Cortland for Raven to arrive in the rideshare she’d ordered to pick me up. We were going shopping to find dresses for the upcoming Inspired by Art Charity Gala we were both attending with our men that upcoming weekend. As soon as the light blue sedan pulled up to the curb and I saw my friend sitting inside, I joined her in the back seat and the driver merged his way back into early mid-morning Wednesday traffic.