Page 90 of Forgive You

My heart slams against my ribcage with each step. She speed walks out of the main venue, into the lobby that leads to the elevators.

Gotcha.

What is better than pushing her against the wall in our hotel room? Pushing her against the back panel of an elevator, knowing each second someone could enter the cart while I have my fingers inside her wet pussy.

She slides in, frantically pressing the button, and the elevator closes.

“Jules,” I groan, resulting in a sweet smile and a taunting wave before she disappears behind the steel doors.

Dammit.

But deep down, heat flares my entire torso, excitement buzzing through my veins.I love this.I love chasing her. I love the cheeky grin she’s throwing me, and it only heightens how much I want her.How much I fucking crave her.

Impatiently, I push the button a couple of times, then step in the next elevator. When I reach our floor, I saunter around the corner, just in time to hear a door click in the hall. It takes everything I got to not sprint at the door, catching her just in time to tear that dress off her curves.

I stop in front of the thick door of our room.

Damn Ford.

Brownie points for him.

My smile expands, desire fluttering in my stomach, before I press my keycard against the panel and the door opens with a ping.

Glancing around the darkness, I blink, adjusting my eyes under the dim moonlight shining through the room. A soft breeze lets the sheer curtains dance behind the open sliding doors.

Where is she?

Mutt is lying on the couch, and he sleepily perches his head up, a question in his big eyes. Quickly, I scoop him into my arms, spreading out a couple of towels into the bathtub before settling him back down in his bed for the night, then close the door behind me. The furball is growing on me, though I will never admit it, but I don’t need an audience for this.

Slowly, I amble through the room, pushing the fabric to the side so I can step onto the patio. Waves crash against the beach in the background, the sound calming and soothing.

“Hey.”

I spin at the sweet voice. Julie’s dress is gone. I breathe in through my nose.

Her blonde hair touches the swell of her breasts, her brown eyes acting as a lighthouse underneath the California moonlight.

I can’t wait to take off that white lace bra and have those firm breasts in the palms of my hands. I can’t wait to smell her arousal when I push my nose against the net fabric hiding her pussy.

For a second, it’s as if all is right in the world.

As if things are aligning.

Things are aligning with her, and it’s everything I’ve wanted for years.

“Come here,” I command.

Her eyes are hooded as she steps forward, gliding through the room like she’s a goddamn goddess. The closer she gets, the more I want to claim her. Devour her. Ruin her.Markher for everyone to see.

I’ve let her slip out of my grasp too many times, but it’s not happening again.

She stops right before me, her warm palms feverish as they press against my dress shirt.

“I’m here. What are you gonna do to me?” she dares.

I tuck my lip between my teeth, pushing my hand into her hair. She leans into my touch and closes her eyes. The light of the moon highlights her cheekbones.

She’s beautiful.

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