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She squirms in my lap, and my dick twitches inside her. “Seems like it. But I think we need to try another room. Different scenery and all.”
“I like the way you think.” I smack her ass, making her yelp, but when her pussy clenches around me, I know she didn’t hate it.
She lifts off me, and I make quick work of getting rid of the condom. When I come out of the bathroom, she’s getting dressed.
I lean against the door, arms crossed over my chest. “You know, it’s going to be hard to prove to me how good you are with clothes on.”
She looks down at her shirt and then back up at me, a wicked gleam in her eye. With a tilt of her head, she says, “I don’t know. I remember there were a few times we had sex fully clothed.”
Memories of being in the back seat of my car, in the bathroom at a couple of frat parties, and that one time in the movietheater have me on my way to being fully hard again. “True enough.”
I push off the door and stalk toward her. “But given the fact that it’s just us in the house, I don’t think we’re going to have to worry about getting caught.”
“True enough.”
She pulls the T-shirt back over her head and stands before me naked once again. “Better?” she asks, a hand on her hip, sassiness radiating off her.
My grin hurts my face. “Much.”
She bites her lip, holding back a grin before she takes off toward the stairs.
I’m caught off guard, but I catch up with her quickly, wrapping an arm around her waist and hauling her up against me.
Her laughter makes my heart light, and I’ll always remember the sound of it.
I pick her up in a fireman’s hold, surprising a squeak out of her. All I can do is laugh at her halfhearted protests to be put down.
I can’t remember the last time I felt this free.
SEVENTEEN
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A long,low rumble of thunder wakes me up.
The warmth of Eden wakes my lower half up as well.
I check the time on my phone to find it’s nearly eight in the morning.
Outside, beyond the sliding glass doors of my bedroom, the storm continues to rage but with much less intensity than yesterday.
I stare at the ceiling and wonder if the mess of debris outside is as bad as the mess inside my head.
Eden and I spent the night seeing how sturdy my furniture is, pushing past limits and breaking down barriers between us.
When we finally made it to the bed, we talked until we couldn’t keep our eyes open.
It was the best night of my life with anyone, and yet I lie here with a cloud of doubt trying to rain on my parade.
Eden’s warmth surrounds me and makes me feel all sorts of things I decided I’d never feel for her again.
It has to be just sex.
It has to be.
She deserves better than a man who does nothing but hurtthe ones he loves. I’m a wrecking ball when it comes to emotions.
My own father had told me that enough times, hadn’t he?
