Page 65 of Wildly Inappropriate

“Good luck,” he says, offering me a toast with his glass as I practically sprint out of the doors and back up the path to our house.

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The door slams shut behind me as I come to a gasping stop inside our room. Lila sits up in bed, startled by my sudden appearance. Her face breaks into a full smile, and I realize maybe I’m not a sacrifice for her. Maybe I’m part of her dreams.

She hops out of bed, and I’m knocked speechless by the sight of her in a black little pajama dress. She walks over to me, and I pull her into a hug.

“Nice work this weekend,” she says, and that’s it. Nothing about how I could’ve gotten first. Nothing about how this impacts her. Just a kind comment.

“I missed you,” I say.

“I missed you too.” She tilts her mouth up, pursing her lips as she silently asks for a kiss.

I oblige, covering her mouth with my own, my heart increasing its pace as she melts against me. My hands move over the silky fabric she has on, skimming the curves of her body.

I paint a line of kisses along her jaw and up to the hollow behind her ear. I reach the sensitive spot, and she digs her fingers into my hair. Her nails scratch against my scalp, and I swear it’s like someone is pouring champagne directly into my bloodstream—my head is spinning with a bubbly rush.

“I want you,” I whisper, sliding my hands down her back to rest lightly on the swell of her ass, my thumbs gently passing back and forth over the top of the muscles there.

“Take me, then,” she says, and I realize I wasn’t clear enough. She doesn’t understand I’m trying to tell her I don’t just want to give in to this undeniable physical chemistry between us, but I want all of her: her heart, her mind, her soul.

Before I work up the courage to speak, her teeth graze my ear and everything in me squeezes with need.

As much as I love the way she looks and feels in that little black dress, it’s got to go. I hook my finger under the hem, and Lila raises her arms above her, allowing me to slowly peel it off, exposing her bare flesh. She shivers as the cool air hits her sensitive skin, and I shift her hair over her shoulder, my lips making the journey from her collarbone, down the curve of her breast, and to the peak of her nipple. At the contact, she lets out a breathy moan. The sound pulls all thought from my body except for my need to join with hers and wring that noise from her again and again.

I’m desperate for her, all but coming apart from simply kissing her skin. I realize how ridiculous I was for thinking I could walk away from this after just three weeks. I need her like the grass needs water, like the waves need the moon. I move my attention back to her lips, my hands roaming over her smooth form. Lila deepens our kiss, her tongue stroking mine, our bodies connected. I let out a desperate groan as I feel Lila’s heart beating a furious rhythm, just as ready for this as I am. I pick her up, moving her back onto the bed and stepping between her thighs. My fingertips trace the bottom edge of her silky black underwear, a demon incarnate. I skate my fingertips higher as she wraps her legs around my waist.

“I want you so bad it hurts,” I whisper.

“Then have me,” she commands, lifting her hips and pulling her underwear off.

“Hey,” I say, kissing my way down her bare stomach. “That was my job.”

She chuckles, and I make my way back to her mouth, pausing to nibble on each rosy bud as I go past. She arches her back, and I pin her with my hips, the feel of her against my arousal making me moan as I automatically grind myself into her.

She fists my hair, pulling my mouth roughly against hers. I need to shed every article of clothing that I have on right now.

Drawing back, I look at Lila spread out before me on our bed. Her dark hair is splayed out behind her head, her green eyes are glassy with lust, her chest is heaving, and I’ve never seen anything as beautiful in my entire life.

I strip quickly, discarding my clothes into the corner. As I undress, I can feel Lila’s eyes on me, moving over my chest and abs. She grins mischievously as she takes in my hard cock raised in a salute to this amazing woman who has us both bewitched. The smile undoes me, and I climb over her, settling my knees on either side of her body before quickly rolling on the condom I grabbed. I lower down slowly, catching her bottom lip between my teeth before plunging my cock into her.

Lila gasps slightly as I slowly drive every inch of me between her legs. She clutches the back of my neck, thrusting her hips up to meet mine, causing me to bottom out on a groan. I hover above her as she’s spread out on the bed, making sure I keep most of my weight off her so I don’t crush her small body.

I move at a steady pace, sliding into her again and again. As a powerful orgasm starts to build at the base of my spine, I reach between her legs, giving Lila the friction I knows she so desperately needs. Her breath quickens, her eyes fluttering closed with each heartbeat.

“Look at me, Lila,” I beg, needing to connect with her, to know she is here with me in this moment.

Her brilliant eyes snap to mine, the hunger in them reaching out to steal the very essence of my soul. I drive into her again, her mouth meeting mine as her legs tighten around my hips.

Lila cries out, her walls squeezing around me, her pleasure written across her face. Unable to do anything but follow her to my ruin, I come with her, burying my face into her neck as my orgasm rampages through me.

I’m exhausted and so damn happy. I pull her into my arms and kiss the top of her head. As I’m about to fall asleep, I remember her friend’s comment from earlier.

“Hey, Pip?” I ask.

“Yeah?” she replies groggily from her place in the crook of my shoulder, and I realize now is not the time. But I will find out how I hurt her, and I will make it right. I’ll also figure out a way to tell her I want this to be more than just a roommates-with-benefits situation for a couple of weeks. I want to do this for real.

“Thanks,” I say instead, leaning down and kissing her forehead, hoping somehow the simple gesture conveys I’m not just thanking her for the sex, but for supporting me, for caring about me…for loving me.

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