Page 103 of Finally Forever
Now she has a doctor recommendation for here? So many problems, and she hasn’t a clue about the danger we might be in. I haven’t told her anything, that’s why. I can’t break her heart, either. I need to talk to Xavier.
I get Ainsley’s suitcase and wheel it to the door. She and Lowell say goodbye with a long hug. If this man wasn’t gay, I couldn’t handle these intimate exchanges between them. He’d be dead or seriously injured.
I pull on my cap before we step outside, then clasp Ainsley’s hand as I lead us to the hotel. Having her with me in public puts me more on edge. I try not to show it. She doesn’t need this stress right now. Not after all she’s been through.
We enter the hotel, and I take her straight to the room.
Once she’s safely inside, I lock the door and text Xavier.
“Need anything?” I ask, awaiting his reply.
“A shower and change of clothes.” She waltzes into the suite, taking in everything, and stops at the balcony. “Is that Lowell’s building?”
I stroll up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist. “I needed to be close.”
She leans into me and sighs. “I missed you.”
“I’m sorry.” Guilt rams into me. “The way I treated you.. the things I did…”
She turns in my arms and hooks her hands at the back of my neck. “You didn’t know. It’s over. And it wasn’t all bad.” A glint shines in her green eyes.
“Which part?” I grin.
Her cheeks redden again. “The sex parts,” she murmurs.
“Really?” I smirk and back her up against the balcony doors, my cock instantly hard.
Her breath hitches.
“Which sex parts? I need specifics if I’m to repeat them.”
“Maybe all of them.”
“All of them?” She floors me. “Have I ever told you how perfect you are for me?” I hoist her up and secure her legs around my waist. I grind into her, pressing her back into the glass door. “You are beyond perfect, my love.” I kiss her, coaxing her mouth open with my tongue. She gives in willingly, but then, she always has.
When she sighs into my mouth, I have the urge to strip her bare and fuck her against the glass, for anyone to see. I stop myself from treating her like I did before, even though she said she liked it all. “Do you still want a shower, or can I fuck you first?”
She laughs, deep and sexy. “I would say yes, but I haven’t showered since I was on the plane. So unless you want to join me in the bathroom, you’ll have to wait.”
“I could shower.”
She giggles again, and I kiss the smile off her face until she’s breathing heavy and panting with need.
“You better hurry and get in that shower,” I tease her, having stripped her of her shirt.
“I will if you stop touching me.” She tries to wiggle away.
“I can’t help it. You’re my drug of choice, and I’m addicted.”
The smile on her face is a mix of desire and pure bliss from my words.
She slips from my arms and races for the bathroom with me on her heels.
I grab her from behind and hold her as I turn on the shower. It’s selfish to pin her to me, but I’m not in the state of mind to let her be alone for even a second.
“What are you doing?” She giggles, trying to escape. “I can stand. It’s not like I’m going anywhere half dressed.”
“Just making sure.” I smirk. “That and I need to finish stripping you.”
