Page 70 of Succeeding Love

I pushed up on my knees, lining my body up with him, before I slowly lowered myself back down. It stung just for a second, and then the fullness of all the pleasurable sensations took over.

“Fuck, baby,” he groaned, sitting back and letting me do all the work.

Riding him and watching his face as the friction fought against the slickness between us was everything. It drove me to ride him harder. Water was splashing out on the balcony, but I didn’t care. I could feel that sweet spot tingling inside of me as it took its proper beating, and I was chasing my release while watching him get close to his.

“Shit,” he suddenly grabbed my hips, forcing me to stop. “You’re going to make me cum, baby.”

“Then cum,” I groaned, trying to move once again.

“Hold on,” he lifted me up and off him, then quickly got out of the hot tub.

My eyes glazed over, seeing his member at a full salute, slick with more than just water. When he came back out holding a condom to his tip and rolling it down, I suddenly realized why he stopped me.

“See,” I laughed softly as he got back in. “I don’t have to worry about anything. You take care of it all.”

His face was serious as he picked me up and placed me back on his lap. Every movement between us was so natural, it almost surprised me.

“I want to take care of you, Lynn. That’s all I want to do. All I can think about.”

I bit my lip, suppressing a moan as he slid back into me. “You mean, as in sex?” This almost sounded like a deeper confession than he just wanted to take care of me in bed, and I wanted to be sure.

I was falling for this man. More and more by the second. He was mending all the parts of me I didn’t even realize were broken, and I’m scared if our feelings are not the same, I could just end up hurt again. After the dancing, and the dinner with Preston, I knew where I stood. I held my breath, hoping he felt the same.

“No. Not just when we have sex,” he husked, his serious expression staring up at me. “I want to take care of you in every way.” He nuzzled his face against mine as he slowly movedinside me again. “I’m your action hero, baby. Remember. I’m here for you. I’ll even save you from falling in with the ducks when you need me to.”

“I wasn’t going to fall in,” I argued weakly, the pleasure already overtaking me again.

He laughed softly. “You were falling then, just like you’re making me fall now.” I leaned up to look at him, confused. “I’m falling for you, baby. Head first. Now, quit distracting me so I can finish making you fall, too.”

Too late. I’ve fallen.

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Vin

I couldn’t stop smiling every time I looked over at my sleeping girlfriend sitting in the passenger seat of my car.

Poor girl. I didn’t really give her any chance to rest last night. I drove my point into her on repeat throughout the night; that she was mine and no one else’s. Her perfect little body kept up all the way, but no amount of caffeine or sing-along songs could keep her eyes from closing once we hit the road.

I was tired too, but seeing her was all the energy I needed to keep going. My car was trashed with her food wrappers and water bottles, plus insignificant items here and there that she kept pulling out of her purse yesterday, like notepads and tissue packs, but I have never been happier to have such a messy car.

We were almost home now. After last night, I wish we were going home together. I know that will be impossible for a while. A long while, most likely. Her kids were still her priority, as they should be, and I know she’s going to do what is best for them.

Still. Living across the street from her is the next best thing. We can still take our daily walks with Kevin.

Shit. I forgot I start my job tomorrow. I guess the morning walks will be harder to do. I have to be in the office by eight in the morning before the first court hearings.

That made me think of another issue Lynn brought up last night.

While we were cuddling in the sheet, between rounds, we were talking about work and she brought up what her ex was. He was a lawyer, and she warned me I would likely see him at court often. She said his firm even worked closely with several government offices, so I might not just run into him in court.

I’ll have to ask Milton about him later. I don’t want to make life harder for Lynn by causing more strife with her ex, but I sure as hell will not pussyfoot around the man.

He clearly still had feelings for his ex wife. I wasn’t backing down for him, but I also had to tread lightly because of their kids. Preston didn’t seem close to his dad, just Jessie sure did. She was a daddy’s girl if I ever saw one. It made me jealous. She looked so much like Lynn. It made me crave to have a daddy’s girl one day too. One just like the beautiful sleeping woman snoring lightly in my passenger seat.

We had time. I was serious about her being mine. I’m never going to be stupid enough to let her go.

When I got to the outskirts of our neighborhood, I gently shook her to wake her up.

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