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I nod and massage her swollen clit with the pad of my thumb. “I know I don’t,” I whisper. “But you also saw the real me the other night, and I want to show you more of him. Only you, Jenna. He’s desperate to share his bed and bring you morning coffee.”
I can see the way she melts at my words, along with a flicker of hesitancy as my girl battles inside her head.
“Let’s go back to your place,” I suggest, hooking a finger under her chin before pressing my lips against hers. “Your place, your bed, your rules.”
She kisses me back, and hope blooms in my chest.
“Okay,” Jenna whispers against my mouth. “I’ll give you one more chance.”
I smile like I just won the fucking lotto or something.
“But,” she scolds, holding up a finger between us, “I need more time to think about what I want between us.” Her face softens, eyes darting between mine. “I like you—a lot. I can’t lie and say that I don’t, despite everything that has gone down. But I’ll be dammed if I roll over and let you call all the shots when I’m still waiting for you to show me exactly why I keep letting you back into my life.”
With one more kiss against her lips, I retract my hand and lick her from my finger for a second time.
“You just got yourself a deal, Miss Miller.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
TOMMY
I’ve kept Jenna awake all night, and I have zero regrets over it too. I want her constantly aching and exhausted—it’s the only testament I’ll accept when it comes to me sliding inside her tight body.
When I roll my hips into her again, she falls apart beneath me, pink flushing the apples of her cheeks.
Her soft moan is more of a whimper as the rising sun seeps into her room, drenching us both in an orange glow that looks so fucking beautiful against her skin.
“Eyes on me.” I hold my weight above her on one arm and motion between my eyes.
Still drunk on lust, she gazes into them.
“I’m still here, in your apartment. I’m still inside you, and I have no intention of letting up anytime soon. I’m not going anywhere, Jenna.”
Her warm palms wrap around the nape of my neck, pulling me down for a kiss.
“If you leave me like that again, then you’d better watch out. Next time, it will be something way worse by your door than surf ’n’ turf.”
I smooth my tongue across her bottom lip, dipping inside to massage against hers. “I’m starting to question who the bad one in this relationship is. I might carry the rep, but I think you deserve the accolade.”
Jenna pulls back, dropping one of her hands back to the mattress.
Still inside her, I sit up on my haunches and bring her body with me. I’ve never fucked a girl in the lotus position before. To be honest, I’ve never done most of what I do with Jenna. I’m flying without a safety net with little to no clue what the fuck I’m doing.
And it all feels so fucking good.
“Did I go too far?” I ask, pressing my forehead against hers. “When I said relationship?”
She loops her palm back around my neck, and I set a kiss on the underside of her chin.
“Don’t go silent on me, Hellion,” I plead. Like a fucking simp. “I got carried away after the night we just shared, and I know you need some time to process everything.”
Jenna spreads her legs wider, taking me deeper into her pussy. “I don’t know how to answer that question, Tommy.” She closes her eyes for a brief moment, and I can tell she’s deep in thought. “After I split with Lee and for what feels like an eternity, all I’ve ever wanted is to have what my girlfriends have—a man who loves and cares for me and a chance to start a family of my own.”
If it wasn’t for the mattress beneath us, I’d fall through the damn floor.
“But now? Is that not what you want?” The tremor in my voice is unmistakable.
After everything, she’s going to reject me. Us. All over again. Maybe the playgirl lifestyle is for her, and I’ve misjudged this entire thing between us.
