Page 86 of Bookworm and the Beast
On one thrust, I apparently hit just the right angle because she cried out.
“Uh oh. Sweet spot alert,” I murmured, smiling against her damp throat.
Bonnie nodded, her breaths becoming fast and shallow. “Yes.Sosweet. Do it again.”
Excitement roared through me. It was a novel experience for me—being more turned on by someone else’s pleasure than my own.
Sliding one arm behind the arch of her back, I dipped my head to her lifted breast and licked in languid strokes as I drove into her deeper, harder, keeping up with the pace she was setting.
She moved faster and grew louder and wilder with every thrust.
“Oh God. I’m coming,” she said, and nothing had ever sounded sweeter to me.
“Yes. Come for me beautiful girl. Let me hear you.”
For a split second she went completely quiet and still and then she flew apart, thrashing and moaning in ecstatic cries.
The look on her face slayed me. She was exquisite, and I was the luckiest man in the world.
“I am so in love with you,” I said because I couldn’t help myself.
Bonnie lifted her head and kissed my neck, still breathing hard. “I love you, Jack.”
And that’s all it took. One final shuddering thrust, and I found my own release.
Afterward, we lay together, my arms wrapped around her body and my heart wrapped around her little finger. She burrowed into my chest, and I kissed the top of her head. In the past, I’d usually been overcome with sleepiness after sex, but I felt charged with energy.
My entire body felt good, and my mind was crackling with ideas. Everything seemed possible.
“You know what I feel like doing?” I murmured, stroking her hair.
She sounded a bit breathless. “Again? I thought you needed to—”
“I feel like writing,” I interrupted.
Her eyelids flew wide. “Oh. You do?”
“I do.” I offered a sheepish grin. “I mean, yes, I feel like staying here and tasting every inch of your body—sea salt and all—and making you scream my name until we’re both ashamed to meet the eyes of my household staff. But I have a deadline in four days. And I’m actually feeling pretty inspired. Maybe it’s all these pheromones relaxing me and freeing my subconscious or something.”
Bonnie smiled against my shoulder. “That’s great Jack. See? I told you I could be good for providing inspiration.”
I laughed, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “You arespectacularat it. Mind if I join you in the library tonight? Maybe being close to all those classics will inspire me as well. I know being near you does.”
“Of course.” She lifted her head and beamed at me, her face glowing with happiness. “That would be wonderful.”
“Great. I’m going to grab a quick shower then get my laptop from the office and bring it down. Yours, too.”
“You’re giving me back my laptop?”
“Yep. Your phone, too. Be right back.”
I had no more doubt about whether I could trust Bonnie. And the way she’d handled Claudia showed me she was firmly on my side.
Tonight would be just the first of many, working—and living—side by side with her.
Chapter Twenty-Five
A Risk Too Great
