Page 170 of My Rules

“Can you come over tonight?” I murmur against his lips.

He moans as his eyes flutter closed. “Cancún.” He whispers the word out.

“I want our first time to be here, in my bed.”

A frown crosses his face, and he pushes me off him and stands.

I try to sweeten the deal. “I’ll make you lasagna.”

“You don’t have time to make me lasagna, and besides, what makes you think I’m a sure thing?”

“Don’t do that to me.” I pull a whiny face. “I’m counting on it that you are.”

“We talked about this.” He looks down at me and takes my face into his hands. “We are waiting.”

“I know what I want, Blake.” I push him back onto the couch and straddle him again. “I’m done with waiting. I need you now.”

He smiles against my lips as his cock hits a new level of hard. “Be careful, Rebecca. I’m hanging on to my control by a thread here.”

He has to go to work.

I peel myself off his lap and take a step back, and he gingerly climbs off the couch. He rearranges his hard length in his suit pants.

“Tonight,” he breathes as he kisses me softly. This kiss is different. Soft and tender and filled with unspoken promise.

“Tonight.” I smile against his lips.

“Do you want me to get dinner on my way home?” he asks.

“Uh-huh.” I kiss him again and again and ...

“Bec.” He steps back from me. “Unless you are going to call into work sick today, you need to stop. Right now.”

“Fine.” I giggle and step back. “Goodbye, Dr. Grayson.”

His dark eyes hold mine, and he rearranges himself in his suit pants again. “You’re going to fucking get it.”

“That’s the plan.”

He turns and without another word walks out of the house. With arousal screaming and thumping through my soul, I go to the window and watch him walk out to his car.

“Morning, Carol,” he calls as he gives her a wave.

His silver Porsche purrs like a kitten as it pulls down the street, and I bounce up and down on the spot.

“Ahhhhhh.”

Henley carries out a bottle of champagne and places it on the table in front of us.

“Wow, pulling out the big stuff.” Blake smiles. “Must have been some honeymoon. Where are these photos?”

Juliet and Henley have called us over for celebratory afternoon drinks.

“Well ...” Henley smiles proudly as he puts his arm around Juliet. “We have some exciting news.”

Antony, Chloe, Blake, and I exchange looks ... What’s this about?

Henley gestures to Juliet. “You go.”

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