Page 75 of The Vow Thief
I came so hard I thought it might spill out of her mouth.
She screamed my name and shuddered on top of me, losing her rhythm. We were soaking the sheets. I raised up and took her in my arms, thrusting up into her as I finished unloading.
She quaked one more time, and while she was still in my arms, we fell back on the bed.
We were breathless and didn’t speak for a long moment, just nipped at each other's lips, cheeks, and necks. Tasting each other's salt and still connected by our most intimate parts.
I rolled her over to her back and quickly retrieved a towel from my en suite bathroom. I moved her legs apart and placed the towel between them. She grinned at me.
“Matt?” She said in the smallest voice.
“Yeah.”
“I just worked up a powerful hunger.” She said, laughing.
“I’m not done with you yet. Let’s order in and fuck the rest of this night away.” I wasn’t joking. As far as I was concerned, we were just getting started.
“Pizza?”
“Yes, but my phone is in the kitchen on the counter.” I scooped her up, towel and all, and she wrapped her legs around me.“You aren’t leaving my arms tonight, Jay.”
She laughed.“I love that you called me Jay.”
I smiled, biting her neck as I planted her on the counter.
We ordered pizza, which turned out to be a form of survival.
We spent the rest of the night attached to each other on every surface we could find. The living room, the kitchen, the breakfast area, the bed. We couldn’t get enough of each other.
Morning came too soon. Julianne stirred beside me, her hair a perfect mess across the pillow, the kind of beauty that made staying in bed feel like a moral obligation.
We ended up in the shower together, half trying to clean up, half finding new reasons not to. Water poured over us as we moved in that lazy rhythm people fall into when neither wants to break the spell.
“Hey,” she said, kissing the base of my throat,“I have something to ask you.”
I brushed her wet hair from her face.“I was about to say the same thing. You first.”
“I need a date for a wedding. Not this Saturday, but the next. It’s in Chicago and I would love for you to go with me.”
“I might be able to swing that,” I said, a little too eager.
“I will be in Highland Park with my kids Friday through Sunday.”
She beamed that megawatt smile.
“Let me know. I love getting dressed up with you. What was your question for me?”
I turned her around to wash her back.“I didn’t wear a condom last night. I’m clean but…”
“I’m clean too. And I’m on birth control.”
Relief washed over me.“Good. I’m sorry I didn’t… “
“No worries,” she interrupted.“It’s something we both should have talked about before losing our minds.”
I hummed my agreement, thinking how wonderful it was having her here, in my bed, in my shower, and on birth control.
On my way to work, I dialed Sarah. I was about to abandon the call when she picked up, out of breath.
