Page 71 of Spotlight on Poppy

"I love you, Josh Turner, so fucking much. I never knew it was possible to love someone as much as I love you. Not because of a house, or because of what you do for people, but because I see who you are, and I want to be with you and make you happy."

He gave her a weak smile. "I love you too."

"I know." She kissed the hands she was holding. "Now that all of that is settled, can you tell me what is going on?"

He told her. She stayed right there on the floor and listened to him. He told her about the house and how a company wanted to buy it. He told her how Mitch thought a letter could help, but his offer was under what they wanted. And Poppy listened. She listened and heard him, and her wheels were turning. When he finished, she stood up and sat down on the bed next to him.

"I think we can get the house," she said with surprising confidence.

"Are you sitting on 20k I don't know about?"

"Well, no, but there is no one more beloved in this town than you, Josh Turner. If we tell people that you’re trying to buy the Whitney house, but a company is trying to outbid you, everyone will go crazy."

Josh looked at her skeptically.

"I'm serious, think about it. Is there anyone in this town you haven't helped at some point in time?" She asked.

"This town helped us as kids, and I owe so much to this town," he said.

"Perfect, we can come at it from that angle too. Do you think the town wants some company to own the house and rent it out, or do you think they want you to own it? We will reinstate all the old traditions, haunted house, holiday party, cook outs. It will be one of the centerpieces of the town like it used to be. I know this house can be ours."

She looked at him as a real smile finally found his face.

"Do you really think so?" He asked weakly.

"I really do, but you have to know this, if for some crazy reason corporate greed wins out and we lose the house," she turned her body, so she was on the bed completely facing him and took his face in her hands. "I'm not going anywhere. Do you hear me? Once I have my mind set on something I go after it, and you, Josh Turner, are it for me. This is it. Do you hear me?"

He nodded and looked into her eyes with a genuine smile. "I hear you." He closed the distance between them and kissed her. "Thank you, I love you so much."

"Now,” she slapped her thighs and stood up. “Should we get to work on claiming that house?"

"No."

She looked at him surprised by his answer.

"Later. There is something else I would like to do first." He pulled her face to his and kissed her.

"I like the way you think," she said.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her back to the bed and kissed her deeply, then laid them back and kissed her more. At some point they would need to talk about everything, but right now she was more than happy to connect with him in this way. She knew she loved him, but it wasn't until tonight that she realized the depths of the love, the lasting quality of this love. This was what she wanted with her whole heart.

Poppy sat up and took her shirt off over her head and stood to start undoing her pants. "I'm gonna need you to get naked right now. Tonight, I need you, and then tomorrow we save the world."

He chuckled at her, while he took off his shirt. "Save the world? Isn't that a little dramatic?"

"Have you met me? Now, I'm naked and you still seem to have pants on. Catch up, Turner. I have plans for you."

He pulled down his sweatpants and laid down next to her. She reveled in the delicious feel of his skin against her own. She kissed him and ran her hand up his leg, stopping when she came to her intended point. She wrapped her fingers around his stiff cock, relishing the velvety steel. She gave it a stroke. He drew in a sharp breath and bit his bottom lip. She pulled back and looked at him, then started kissing her way down his body. He was dominant in the bedroom and that turned Poppy on like nothing she had ever experienced before, but tonight the tables were going to turn. It was her turn to be in control.

She positioned herself between his legs and swept her hair to one side out of the way, and made eye contact as she wrapped her lips around his cock and sucked him in.

"Fuck," he hissed as he gripped the sheets.

She started working his cock, her hand wrapped around the base as she sucked him in. She took him all in until he hit the back of her throat and he moaned. Poppy relished in the sound. She pulled back again, sucked as she did, and pulled all the way off with a pop. She looked up at him, his eyebrows furrowed but pleasure written all over his face. She gave him a stroke then sucked him back into her mouth, working him faster. She could taste the salty precum in her mouth.

"Poppy," he rasped out. "I'm going to come."

And at that she pulled all the way off and let go of his cock and left him there teetering on the edge. He glared at her, and she loved every second of it. She crawled up his body and reached over him to get a condom out of his bedside table. While she reached over him, he put his hand between her legs and stroked her. His mouth found her nipple and sucked it into his mouth, applying a small amount of pressure with his teeth. The sensation shot right to her clit which he was circling with his fingers. A surprised gasp escaped her mouth.

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