Page 150 of Pretend You Love Me
As I’m getting out of my pants I say, “Are you ready for me?”
She grabs my hand and puts it between her thighs. She’s drenched.
“Jesus Christ,” I whisper.
“How many times are you going to make me come tonight?” She whispers breathlessly as she pulls me on top of her.
“As many times as you want.”
When we finish, we lie silently by the fire for a few minutes, my arms wrapped around her, her head on my chest. Finally, she whispers, “Let’s go to the bedroom.”
“You ready for more?”
She just grins up at me.
“You’re insatiable.” I lean in for a kiss.
“You have no idea,” she says before pressing her lips to mine.
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I’m sneaking out of the house the next morning.
“Going somewhere?”
I freeze when I hear the President’s voice. I really didn’t want to run into anyone this morning, especially not him.
“Yes.” I turn to face him.
“Coming back?” His eyes are dark.
“Not to the cabin.”
He’s holding a cup of coffee in his hands, gripping the mug so tight that I’m surprised it doesn’t shatter. “Did you tell her that?”
“I left a note,” I answer.
“A note?” He takes a step toward me, his nostrils flaring slightly.
I hold up my hands. “I’m not leaving her. I just need to go home and sort out a few things.”
He pauses, studying me like I’m a puzzle.
“I’ll be at her doctor’s appointment on Wednesday. I have a few loose ends to deal with, so we can make some decisions.”
He nods slowly and then says, “She has a support system. If you aren't up to the challenge, she’s got family to...”
I cut him off. “Iamup to the challenge, and thisismy family now.”
This is the first thing I’ve said that he seems to want to hear.
“Okay.” He walks toward me. I’m not sure if I should brace for a punch to the face or open my arms for a hug.
He pats me on the shoulder. “We’re here for both of you then. You have my direct number. Don’t hesitate to use it.”
“Thanks.”
He nods and walks away without another word.
