Before I could blink, Charlotte was straddling my hips, her center brushing against me. Even through my jeans, I was already half-hard and if she put her hands on me, I was at serious risk.
She leaned down to whisper in my ear. “Maybe I don’t want to read it out loud here because it’s going to make it too hard tostop.”Biting my earlobe, she tugged on it before rocking her hips against me.
I growled. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
“Mmm. That’s kind of the idea.”
“Get in the car,” I ordered, already scooping up all of our stuff and shoving in the bags.
She laughed, the sound chasing me through the park as Brownie ran alongside of her.
And when we got home—she read it to me. Her cheeks were pink, and she blushed every time she read the wordcockout loud.
But once she had finished, I gave her the best prize in the world. I did everything she’d read to her. Orgasm after orgasm, until she cried out that it was too much.
It might have been the best afternoon of my life.
* * *
“That looks amazing. Wow.”My eyes scanned the living area. I couldn’t believe it.
“Everything turned out perfect.” My co-worker, Stella, who’d been helping me with everything, had given me a walkthrough of the house. The structure was done, and now that the walls were up and painted, the cabinets and countertops were next.
She was right—it had turned out perfect. The entire project was going to be incredible. Every single touch was turning out just like we’d planned it.
And the fireplace in the middle of the living room was my favorite part. It might have been a little impractical to have an actual wood-burning fireplace, but this was Oregon, and I had a feeling I knew exactly what it would be used for.
A wicked grin spread across my face. “She’s going to love it.”
It was the best surprise. Better than Taylor Swift tickets or a puppy.
I looked at my watch. Shit. It was already much later than I thought it would be.
“I gotta get going. I’ll see you at the office tomorrow?”
She nodded. “Tell your wife I say hello. Are you going to bring her by to meet all of us sometime soon?”
I’d been by the dance studio many times, but somehow I’d never brought Charlotte by my work. She’d never come with lunch to surprise me, and I was always the one who pickedherup. Whenever possible, she avoided driving because she hated it. Sometimes I joked about selling her car, because we always just took mine. Not that we needed the money, really.
But that wasn’t that shocking, was it? She had a job too—a life. And we’d been faking it for so long that I wouldn’t have expected her to meet my coworkers.
“I will,” I said, already thinking about the future. Of how I was going to surprise her.
Everything would be perfect.
I just needed the right moment to tell her.
I love you.
Three little words that I’d known since college. I’d said them before, but never like this. It meant so much more now.
I’m in love with you, Charlotte Alexandra Bradford.
So very in love with you.
I just had to tell her.
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