Page 102 of Just Like That

Her strawberry blond hair whipped over her back as she looked over her shoulder at me. “Do it.” She lowered her tits to the bed, deepening the angle. “You can have me bare. I’m on birth control.”

My mind was at war with my body. I wanted nothing more than to feel her with nothing between us, but my controlling nature was screaming at me that it wasn’t a good idea.

But this was Hazel.

She was mine.

She waseverything.

In one move, I slid out from her and pulled the condom off my cock before lining up at her entrance again. Without a barrier between us, she was slick and hot.

I pushed into her and she tightened around me.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “You feel unreal. You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”

Nothing and no one had ever been so perfect.

So made for me.

I pumped into her, feeling her coil and ready to be set free. I wrapped my hand around her hip and slid between her legs, thrumming her clit as I moved in and out. She clenched around me and I hissed at how tight she was.

“You were fucking made for me. Do you know that?” I was so close to finally letting her past every wall I’d put up to keep me safe. So close to telling her that I was in over my head with her, drowning in her.

“Say it,” I demanded, my hand running up her spine and tangling into her hair. “Tell me you need this as much as I do.”

“Yes. Yes, I need you, JP.” I pumped into her as my chest tightened.

Hazel’s face buried into the pillow as she cried out and I finally gave in, sending me over the edge with her.

I folded over her to press a kiss on her spine as I gripped her hips. Achingly slowly, I pulled out of her, watching my cum spill out of her and coat her thigh, exactly like I knew it would. My fingers stroked up the soft skin on her inner thigh, pushing my cum back inside her.

Hazel collapsed on the bed with a satisfied laugh, and I lowered myself beside her.

She shook her head and stifled a giggle into the pillow.

“What?” I asked. “What is it?”

Her hand covered her face as she laughed. “Nothing.”

I stared at her and she giggled again.

“This. You. Us?” Her finger swirled in the air. “A private jet to Italy.”

I moved a strand of hair that stuck to her face and hooked it behind her ear. “The jet and the trip don’t mean anything.” I reached down her arm to capture her hand. “I learned a long time ago that it’s just money. It makes life comfortable and it’s necessary, but it doesn’t bring you happiness.” I raised the back of her hand to my lips. “But you, on the other hand ...”

Her shy smile grew. “I make you happy?”

I wouldn’t have been able to stop my smile if I had tried. “You’re impulsive and undisciplined and sincere.” I focused my attention on tracing my fingers over hers so I wouldn’t lose the nerve to finally open up to her. “With you I feel whole for the first time in my life.” My eyes flicked to hers. “You make the emptiness go away.”

Her fingers linked with mine as she snuggled closer. “I warned you. When I did your tarot reading, I warned you that something was going to upend your entire life.” I chuckled at the irony. “I just didn’t realize it wasme.”

I pulled her closer, burying my face into her hair. Our limbs were a tangled mess. “I knew. It scared the shit out of me, but deep down I knew it was you.”

Hazel had consumed me from our first meeting. Every minute of every goddamned day she’d consumed my every thought.

I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her hair.

“You make me happy too,” she whispered.

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