Page 66 of Until I Have You

His loud grunt tattoos itself on my skin.

He presses his free hand against my pubic bone, tightening my walls as if that were possible.

I come and come and come around him until every bit of him is inside me and nothing exists beyond the confines of our bodies.

Draping my head over his shoulder, I try to catch my breath.“That was…”

Theo kisses my shoulder.

“No past tense, Abigail.I’m not nearly done with you.”

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THEO

Bonnie skips beside me,jerking my arm with every motion.“Daddy, walk faster!”

“Bonnie, relax.Let’s enjoy the walk.”I nestle my face further into my scarf.

It’s not a temperate November evening, that’s for sure.It’s dark out already, and Central Park is relatively empty, but this is the fastest way to get to Edwin’s.

She huffs, her skipping turning to stomping.

“No, don’t be cross.”I pat the back of her hand.“We’ll be there soon.”

Bonnie doesn’t respond.

I can’t blame her completely for her attitude.

Abigail and I agreed to two weeks of distance.Two weeks through which we could shed what happened between us.Which meant no weekend adventures for her and Bonnie.And no family dinners.

Until tonight.

It’s a fucking joke, really.The thought of getting anything out of my system with Abigail.

I’ve been thinking about her even more since that Friday night.Now, it’s a compulsion.It’s scaring me.

But she was perfect.More perfect than any dream or fantasy of her.So good for me.So compliant.

She allowed me to pleasure her to an extent I have not had the opportunity to pleasure a woman in a long time.

I’m not sure any woman has ever been as good for me as Abigail.

That’s why I’m trying to take the walk to Edwin’s slow.

I’m not ready to see her again.I’m afraid what my body might do.

I’ve prepared myself to stay far from her.To be polite.Keep my distance.Let Bonnie have her fun while I visit with Abigail’s father.

I’ve been avoiding Edwin too.His texts, his calls.

I canceled the date he had arranged for me, guised it with work.

I don’t know how I’ll face him either.

We arrive at the Lyons’ penthouse sooner than I’d like to.

But Bonnie bounces the entire elevator ride up and to the door.She rings the bell before I’m ready, so I gather myself with a deep breath.

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