“We’re meeting in the morning,” she told Zara.
“Do you want me to stay with you tonight?”
“No, I’m exhausted and all I want to do is sleep.”
Zara stood from the bed and Celia followed. “If you need me, call.” She gave Celia another hug and then left the room. After locking the door behind her, Celia turned off all the lights and got back in bed. She pulled the covers over her body and tried like hell to fall asleep.
Visions of the sex they’d had only an hour earlier filled her mind. Hot, sweaty, out-of-this-world sex. Kyle had always made her feel sexy, but this was different. He’d shown her another side of himself, and of herself. She liked it dirty and hard.
Something she’d never done.
Now she craved it. She wanted to feel it all again. She wanted to watch as he licked her pussy and made her come. She wanted to suck his dick. And she wanted him to fuck her so hard, she’d feel it for days.
Only, she knew that after she told him what she’d done, she’d never have that with him again.
All she’d ever have were the memories.
Chapter 6
Kyle
He’d tossed and turned all night, not getting even a minute of sleep.
His mind was on one thing and one thing only: Celia.
She’d rocked his world and then run away. For a second time.
He was pretty sure he deserved it for the way he’d treated her. At least this time. The first time, all those years ago, that was on her.
It wasn't his intention to take her to his room and fuck her. But when he’d seen her dancing with another guy, jealousy, like he’d never felt before, pulsed through his body. She was his and no one else could have her.
Only, she wasn’t his.
But when she’d been in his arms, in his bed, just for a second he’d let himself believe she could be. Just because he wanted that didn’t mean she did. And, when she’d practically pushed him off her body and ran out the door, he knew she would never be his again.
If that was the case then why had she asked him to meet her?