Page 102 of Must Have Been Love

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His breath is warm on my back, his fingers digging into my hips as he moves thickly inside of me, both of us on our knees. We’re on his bed, which is a complete concession to him, because as soon as we walked through his front door all I wanted to do was drop to my knees and make him come with my mouth.

I love that he can show his vulnerabilities to me, even though they come covered in a outercoat of annoyance. So I let him kiss me all the way upstairs and then stripped for him while he watched, his jaw still so tight I swear the man’s going to need extensive dental surgery one day.

Since we’ve been back from New York we’ve made gentle love, we’ve made fast love, we’ve had oral sex enough to curl anybody’s toes, but this rough, animalistic sex hasn’t been in the repertoire since then.

But now he’s fucking me like he hates me again, his skin hot and taut as he thrusts inside of me, his mouth tracing the line of my neck as he lifts his hand beneath my face to turn it.

His kisses are mean and mine are meaner. I bite his lip and he growls. Then he runs his hand down my stomach, his fingers searching out the neediest part of me, and he circles there, still thrusting so hard my whole body judders with every movement.

I tighten around him, making him curse, then he flicks my clit one more time, sending me into a quivering mess of pleasure, my body convulsing around him as he holds me tight, before my orgasm sets off his own, and he spills inside of me.

“Fuck.” He’s as breathless as I am as he pulls out and collapses onto his back. He reaches for me, looking suddenly vulnerable again. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“You can stop asking me that,” I say. “No, you didn’t. And even if you did and I didn’t stop you that means I liked it. I like it rough, you know that.”

I also like it slow and sensual. I like it anyway he gives it to me.

“Thank you.” He kisses my brow.

“I should be the one thanking you,” I point out. He made sure I was coming before he was even inside of me.

Even on the edge, he still maintains control.

He smiles softly. “I needed this. I needed you.”

The way he says it, like it’s a weakness, makes my heart ache. “I’m here,” I tell him, kissing him. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“Good,” he replies, kissing me back. “Because Ayda’s staying at Autumn’s which means we have all night. And I have plans for you.”

thirty

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“I owe you big time,” Autumn tells me as she ruffles Ayda’s hair, grimacing because she hates asking for help as much as I do.

“No you don’t. I’m happy to help.” I give her a beaming smile. “Seriously, go home and take care of Parker. I’ve got this.”

“You’re a lifesaver. Thank you. I’ll be over before the evening rush starts to take her home. He’s just being such a damn baby, and I don’t want Ayda catching anything from him.”

Parker has the flu that everybody’s been suffering from over the past month. And Hudson is in New York for a meeting.

Autumn spoke to Hudson and asked if it was okay if I took care of Ayda for the day. He agreed it was fine. It was something he and Dr. Methi have been talking about – me spending more time one-on-one with her.

I’m pleased that he trusts me enough to let me step up.

Autumn runs back to her car and I turn to Ayda. Barney isn’t with us – Autumn left him with Parker because she didn’t want me to have to take care of the dog, too. So for now – until customers start to flow in and the rest of the staff arrives – it’s just me and Hudson’s daughter.

And she’s beaming up at me like I’m some kind of Fairy Godmother.

“Want to color?” I ask her.

She shakes her head.

Hmm. I try to think of something else.

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