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“Zoe!” I bark with a hoarse voice that I barely recognize.

“Yes?” She drops her chin back toward her chest and looks me in the eye.

“Come for me, darlin’. I want to feel you coming for me.” I thrust against her tightening muscles as her mouth drops open.

She shudders from head to toe. “Oh, God, yes.”

“Perfect, baby. Squeeze my dick. Make me come.”

Her eyes burn with adoration and pleasure. “Fuck!” Her body lurches upward, but instead of relenting, I double down, drilling into her as my muscles burn. “Oh, my God. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Tears stream from the corners of her eyes. I don’t want that look to ever go away. I want that. Fuck. I want us.

“Fuck,” I grunt. “That tight pussy feels amazing milking my cock.” I thrust again and spill my semen deep inside of her. With each squirt of cum, her walls clamp down as her orgasm continues to control her body. As she controls my body.

“God, yes.” Her nails bite into my skull, but her eyes never leave mine.

I thought I was in love with her before. Now, there’s no question.

Chapter Twenty

Zoe

The woman lathers my hair and uses a handheld sprayer to rinse the suds away. Having someone wash my hair is almost as rewarding as having sex with Jace. It’s not that good, but I’m loving the spa treatment. Even though I’m a little anxious about what the future holds. Okay, I’m more than a little anxious.

As soon as we overcame the throws of ecstasy, the captain called for us to come to the boat and took us for a dolphin sighting excursion. It was amazing to see the graceful creatures jump out of the water while showing off for us.

Then, we’d landed at the dock to my mother whisking me away to a spa treatment and some girl time. Thankfully, she hasn’t asked how the snorkeling trip went because I don’t think I can keep from turning cherry red and giving something away.

My shoulders drop as the woman tilts my head sideways and focuses the spray on the underside of my scalp. The warm water, fresh, clean soap scent, and meditation music lull me into a semi-coma-induced haze. When you combine that with a recent orgasm, I’m putty in her hands.

She pumps the lever to raise me up, and towel dries my hair. “Ma’am, you just sit here and relax. I’m going to finish the woman ahead of you and then get to your cut and style.”

What happens next between us? I can’t ask. I’m too afraid of the answer. Last night, he told me the kiss was a mistake. Today? Today was the best sex I’ve ever experienced. I shiver. Was today a mistake? No. It wasn’t a mistake. At least, it wasn’t for me. I’ve wanted to have sex with him for too many years to feel like I shouldn’t have done it.

But even if he pays attention to me in private, he’s going to want us to remain a secret. He made that clear from the beginning. Does that make us a couple? Not hardly. And he lives in Vegas. I slump into my seat as all the good vibes from the day crash into exhaustion.

Now what? I worry the edge of the black smock with my fingertips. Would he move back? Pursue music again? It would be a dream come true.

“Isn’t this amazing?”

“What?” I blink and shift my focus to my mom. “Oh….” She stares with arched eyebrows. “Yes, it’s fabulous. The entire place is amazing.” I lean closer so that no one else can hear us. “Your boss would be a fool not to pursue this project. Everything from the accommodations to the marriage boot camp is top notch.” I glance over at the two hairdressers chatting with two other clients. “And the staff are professional and accommodating.”

“Wonderful.” She claps her hands. “I hoped you’d enjoy it as much as I am. It’s beautiful.” She licks her lips. “How was the snorkeling adventure?”

Heat rises along my chest, but I ignore it, hoping that she doesn’t notice. Or, at the very least, she attributes it to the island sun. “It was nice. I got to see several fish and some beautiful coral. And when the ship came back to pick us up, the captain took us to see the dolphins.”

“How nice.” Her eyes dance with interest as she leans forward. “I need to get out on the ocean and see that also. The playfulness of dolphins has always intrigued me.”

“They were on full display.” My elevated temperature begins to ease as we stay on a neutral topic that doesn’t induce heart palpitations. And damp bikini bottoms. Lord, my mind fills with visions of Jace piercing my sex. The way he filled me. The way we moved together. Our frantic race to climax. The hairs on my arms stand as I shiver.

My mom frowns. “Are you cold?”

“No.” I cough. “I’m fine.”

“Are you sure? You look like you’re coming down with a fever. Did you drink while you were out?”

“No.” I shake my head. “I wouldn’t do that. Not with Jace there.” It never even entered my head to drink the champagne the captain and his mates had left. It would’ve been disrespectful. I haven’t had a sip of alcohol since the first night when Jace said he was in recovery.

“That’s so sweet.” She reaches out and touches my arm. “I’m glad you understand how difficult it is for Jace to be around alcohol.”

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