Page 41 of My Casanova

“Come again for me,” he urged. His voice was rough and commanding. “Come for me, angel.”

And I did.

My body shattered around him as waves of ecstasy crashed over me. Smoke followed right after. His groans vibrated against my skin as he drove into me one last time and spilled himself deep inside me.

He collapsed on top of me. I wrapped my arms around him and held him close. I felt the steady beat of his heart against my chest.

“Wow,” I whispered, and my lips brushed against his temple.

Smoke let out a low chuckle, and his breath was warm against my neck. “Wow is right, angel.”

Chapter Sixteen

Smoke

I was awake.

The sun streamed through the window, and a bird whistled somewhere outside.

Last night had been fucking amazing.

Dani lay beside me, passed out on her stomach, with her face half-buried in the pillow. Her soft snoring filled the quiet room. Her hair was a tousled mess and spread out around her like a halo. My chest tightened as I watched her and felt something I wasn’t sure I could name.

Satisfaction? Yeah.

Something more? Maybe.

My phone dinged from where my jeans were crumpled on the floor.

Dani stirred, and a soft murmur escaped her lips. Slowly, she pushed her hair out of her face, and her eyes blinked open. They landed on me.

“Morning, angel,” I whispered.

A sleepy smile tugged at her lips. “Morning, Casanova.”

I leaned in and pressed a lingering kiss to her lips. She sighed against me, and her fingers curled into my hair. I could have stayed like that forever.

My phone dinged again.

Dani pulled back with a chuckle. “You’re popular early in the morning.”

Another ding.

Her brow furrowed. “Maybe you should get that.”

I groaned but gave her one last kiss before I rolled away. As I sat up, I watched Dani roll into the warm spot I’d left behindand bury her face in my pillow. A contented sigh slipped from her, and the sight made me grin.

I shook my head and reached down to fish my phone out of my jeans. A string of messages lit up the screen.

“Fuck,” I muttered.

Dani lifted her head, and her hair was a wild mess around her face. “What’s wrong?”

I ran a hand through my hair and grabbed my jeans. “I’ve got to go, angel.”

She pressed up off the mattress and adjusted to sit on her haunches. “Did something happen?”

I pulled my jeans on and buttoned them up. “Nothing yet, but I’m pretty sure Yarder will flip his shit if I’m not at the clubhouse now. The camera crew is coming this morning.”

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