Page 48 of I'm Not in Love (I Promise)

I grab onto his shoulders and lean my head against the tile, opening my legs for him. “Remember I told you I’d take you in the shower?”

“Mhm,” I say as a moan slips out. He changes the angle of the stream and to hit exactly where I’m most sensitive. I cry out, unable to stop myself. “Oh, God.”

As I’m about to fall, Damon drops the showerhead and grabs me, lifting me up against the tile. I wrap my legs around his hips and grind, riding out my orgasm.

I couldn’t care less about the cool air hitting my skin. Not while I’m pressed against him. “Breathe in.”

I heave a breath as Damon pushes his cock into me, inch by inch until there’s no space between us. I’m so sore from his size. But he doesn’t move right away, giving me time to adjust. He takes a step, holding me with one hand, and fixes the shower so we’re once again in the stream. The hot water helps relax me again and I move my hips.

“That’s my good angel,” he says. “Hold on to me.”

It doesn’t take long until I’m biting his shoulder to keep from screaming. We chase our pleasure and come together again.

Never, in my life, did I think that was possible. But then again, I’m learning to expect the impossible with Damon.

CHAPTER TWENTY

DAMON

While Blake finishes washingher hair, I dry off, throw my jeans on, and order us some food. There’s messages from the guys, because of course they’re going to bust my balls for spending time with Blake. What I want is an update.

Jasper: Hope you’re having a good night.

He added a GIF of a round ass getting spanked. I shake my head and laugh. At least he’s predictable.

Leon: It’s done. Should be up this morning.

Then time-stamped an hour later, he sent a link. I hope everything went according to plan. I hold my breath as I click it and am immediately relieved.

First, I text Leon back to thank him for coming through for me. This had nothing to do with Bailey or the job. It was entirely personal and he was there for me, no questions asked. Hell, I’m getting choked up.

Next, I copy the link and text it to Jasper, ignoring his ridiculous GIF.

Me: Not sure if Leon told you, but everything worked out. I know I don’t say it enough, but I love you, man. Couldn’t have done this without you.

Blake pushes the door open, wearing nothing but a towel. And I thought my morning couldn’t get any better.

“You’re looking happy this morning,” she says, her face lit up with a smile. She glances at my phone. “Good news?”

I toss it on the bed and walk toward her, wrapping her in my arms. “I’m with you. How could I not be happy?”

Feeling her relax against me is everything. She whispers, “Where did you come from?” against my chest.

“I thought I told you last night, we moved around a lot.” Grinning against her wet hair, I kiss the top of her head. “I ordered us food while you were in the shower. It should be here in a few minutes.”

“Wheat and soy-free?”

“Of course, it’s from that place I ordered from before.” I knew about the wheat, but not the soy. Good thing I chose a place that was free from all of the top allergens last time. I figured better to be safe.

She throws on a long-sleeve black shirt and some leggings while I enjoy watching her. I notice her absentmindedly touch her neckline a few times, something I’ve seen her do a lot. Then it hits me. She misses her necklace. I’ll have to figure out the right time to give it back, or replace it with a gift of my own.

“I didn’t want to bring it up last night, but what you texted me yesterday… about Trevor?” She runs a brush through her hair with her eyes cast down. I wait for her to finish her question.As excited as I am to tell her everything, I’m saving it for the right moment. Her birthday’s coming and it’s the perfect gift. “What was that all about?”

“Would you listen to me if I told you not to worry?” I rub my hands along my thighs and think of the right words to say. Her raised brow isn’t helping. “I’ll tell you everything, just not today. Let’s enjoy the day together. You’re skipping class like a bad girl and I’m ignoring all my responsibilities. Let’s not bring him into our bubble.”

I know I’ve got her as her face softens. “Yeah, alright. But you’re telling me everything eventually. I’m already anxious enough. I don’t need that hanging over my head.”

“I know. Come on over here, let me help you with your hair.” She hesitates but comes to sit on the edge of the bed. I take the brush and work on detangling some of the monster knots we made. “I was thinking we could have dinner with the guys later? Jasper’s worried his shoulder isn’t healing right and wants you to take a look.”

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