Page 83 of Third Time is the Charm
“It could be fun.” Her small smile teased him.
“Beth,” he hoarsely began to scold her. “I fucked you once and ate my fill of you twice – half of those fucking mind-blowing experiences were on the hard surface of this floor. You are going to be sore enough tomorrow, I’m not going to willingly let you make it worse by agreeing to sleeping on the floor.”
“Fine,” she grumbled, sticking her tongue out at him playfully.
She watched as he stood, extending his hands to help her stand, her legs still wobbly from her orgasm and the work they’d put in to achieve it. Moving behind her, he steered her into the bathroom, pressing himself firmly against her back to give her some support.
They both quickly got ready for bed, too exhausted from their ravenous reunion to continue their earlier discussion and too sated to even want to think about letting that stress back into their night.
Crawling into bed, Darcy tucked his arm underneath her neck as she curled against him, snuggling up to the source of her happiness. She sighed against him, relishing in the comfort and safety that she felt in his arms.
“Goodnight, Beth,” he whispered, kissing her softly on her forehead as his fingers traced lightly down her back, soothing her into slumber.
I love you.She didn’t know if she said it or not – or even if she said goodnight; she fell weightlessly into the deep sleep that was calling her name.
Chapter 24
“Yes, this coming weekend. Tell him to call me directly if there is a problem, but I don’t expect there to be.”
Beth rolled over in bed, hearing Darcy’s deep voice coming through the door from the living room. Her vision came slowly back into focus while her ears were alert to his conversation, wondering what had him up so early on a Saturday morning.
“Let me know when it’s taken care of.”
Sounds like business.
She pushed herself up to sit in the bed, pulling the sheet with her to cover her chest. She ran her hands quickly through her hair trying to calm down the matted mane just as Darcy walked back in the room, starting as he saw her awake and alert, waiting for him.
“Good morning, sunshine,” he said with a smile.
Beth bit her lip, taking in the sight of him and those sweats of his riding low on his hips. “Good morning,” she murmured. “Who was that on the phone?” She couldn’t help herself from asking.
His eyes glanced down at his cell. “Just business stuff that needs to be handled for this week. Wanted to make sure my people were on top of it,” he explained vaguely. “How did you sleep?”
Her brow scrunched for a second, wondering if there was more going on than he was saying, but from what she’d heard, it sounded like the truth.
“Wonderful,” she sighed, smiling up at him. “How about you?”
He walked over to her and leaned down, placing a soft kiss on her lips. “Wonderful.” He kissed her again. “Alright, I’m going to make us breakfast.” He stepped away from the bed and moved towards the door again.
Beth grimaced. She still didn’t have any breakfast food in the apartment; she hadn’t had time or really thought to go out and get some.
“I don’t have any breakfast food,” she said.
He winked at her. “I know, that’s why I stopped on my way in last night. Your fridge is now fully stocked.”
“You didn’t have to do that,” she exclaimed, feeling guilty that her apartment seemed to be lacking in the very basics.
“I know, gorgeous, but I didn’t want there to be any reason for you to have to leave that bed this morning… or put on clothes.” His eyes flared suggestively and Beth felt her skin tingle all over at his insinuation.
“Mmm… how thoughtful of you, Mr. Darcy,” she replied coyly, stepping out of the bed and out from underneath the sheets, confidently stretching her naked form in front of him. She sent him a sideways glance through hooded eyelids, enjoying his undisguised stare of appreciation and the resulting spread of his arousal over his body.
Beth raised an eyebrow at him as her arms came back down to her sides. “I thought you were going to make breakfast?” she asked, innocently.
“If you keep that up the only thing I’ll be having for breakfast is you,” he growled.
She feigned mock surprise. “Whatever do you mean?”
His jaw muscles flexed and his eyes flared with desire.
