CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Iwake to a beautiful, warm woman in my arms, and it feels like the most natural thing in the world. I love Nora in my home, in my bed. In my life.

I’ve only been in love with one woman before, and I was young and naive, so it may not have even been love. What I feel for Nora is so much stronger. More powerful. More permanent. I don’t want to imagine my life without her. Ever.

She lets out a sigh of contentment and wiggles her most perfect bare ass into my growing erection. I should let her sleep. Let her body recover.

When I came back from walking Daisy and picking up subs down the road—so no one in the casino would question my order for two—she was still naked in my bed. For that, I rewarded her with another orgasm.

Really, it was my appetizer. We had dinner, and then we made love. Again. We cuddled in bed and talked about our families and our career goals, and we made love again, this time more slowly. Our orgasms were so incredibly long and drawn out, it was the most euphoric feeling I’ve ever experienced.

Balls deep, explosions behind my eyes as my veins bulge out of my body orgasms with Nora are epic. This last one could have gone on forever. It was a beautiful symphony, a formulaic equation that took forever to build and create and solve, and once read, it was incredibly satisfying.

I’m so glad when I saw the sun rising earlier, and Nora was still fast asleep, that I was smart enough to slip out and bring Daisy for a quick walk. She should be good for another few hours.

Nora’s body must be sore from last night—hell, I’m sore—but I can’tnottouch her. My hand skims across the curve of her hip, and she pushes her ass back into my hard dick.

“Mmm,” she moans.

I have no doubt I’ll find her wet and ready. I snake my arm across her chest and play with her nipples, already hard and at attention. She wiggles some more, rubbing herself against my erection.

I plant a kiss between her shoulder blades. She lifts her top leg, bringing it back over mine, and I slide easily inside her.

“So good,” she moans.

I keep our pace slow and steady, even as she purrs and begs for me to go faster. She grinds her hips back, begging for release. I reach down and touch her like I know she wants to be touched. Within seconds, she’s coming on my cock, and I follow behind.

“Morning.” I kiss her neck.

Nora looks at me sheepishly over her shoulder. “I’ll take that over coffee any morning.”

Shit. My heart fucking bursts in my chest. There’s no doubt I’m in love. I pray the feeling is mutual, and if it isn’t, I’ll work my ass off to earn her love, even if I don’t deserve it.

She forgave me too easily. I suppose I forgave her quickly too. However, her lies weren’t intentionally to hurt me, where my behavior was one hundred percent intentional. Maybe she doesn’t realize it now because of all the trauma, but she will eventually.

My phone vibrates from the pile of clothes on the floor. I glance at the clock by Nora’s head. How is it already nine o’clock? It’s not like I’m usually in my office this early. Some mornings, yes. On other days, I don’t go in until noon since I work until the wee hours of the morning.