Page 87 of Forget Me Not

“In what ways?”

I watch as her chest rises and falls rapidly and she bites her lip. She’s temptation personified. “All of them.” Her voice is breathless. “Sexually. Emotionally. Mentally. You’ve taken up a space in my head and I’m not sure how to get you out. I don’t know what to think about that.”

“Then don’t think about it.” I lean close, my mouth ghosting hers. “Just think about me.”

She falls into me, our mouths connect instantaneously. My thumb presses to her chin, tilting her head up while she puts a hand on the back of my head, holding me in place.

“Let's get the hell outta here,” I mumble into her mouth. When she nods against mine, a shiver of excitement races through my veins.

I feel like I'm back to the eighteen-year-old version of myself as I fling Rhea on my back and piggyback ride her to the car. We pass by groups of people, not giving a damn about a single one of them. Rhea laughs as I pick up my pace, until I'm full-on running.

"You're gonna drop me!" she shouts into the air. Just before we make it to the car, it starts to rain. Not just some simple rain either. It’s soaking-clothes, sky-roaring, lightning-striking, pouring-down rain.

"Ahhh," she cries excitedly with her head turned up to the sky. "This is amazing.”

I lean down and let her slide off my back, then I just stand back and watch her live her best life as she dances to her own tune in the drenching downpour.

She throws her arms out wide and spins around with her face to the sky, allowing the water to pelt every inch of her beautiful body. Every couple seconds, she opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue catching droplets. Her laughter is contagious, bouncing off trees and echoing through the open space. People stop and stare, but in my mind, they're just jealous.

My girl is a wild one. A little crazy. Ruthless at heart. She keeps me on my fucking toes. And I don’t think I could love her any more than I do right now.

Everything about Rhea is perfect. Andthisis now etched into my memory as the best rainstorm of my life.

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We’re drenched.Completely fucking soaked as we laugh our way into the house. I lead the way to Rhea’s room, confident she’s going to allow me in this time.

But when she stops and pulls me in the direction we came, I foresee an argument in the future. I can’t allow us to end a perfect night apart. Ihaveto be with her.

“I wanna see your room,” she says sheepishly. “See your things. See what makes you, you. Do you make your bed? Fold your clothes? I wanna know.It’s only fair since you already know everything about me.” She gives me a pointed look, clearly knowing I went through every inch of her living quarters.

“My room it is.”

She tugs my arm, jerking us in the direction of my door as I reach into my pocket for the key.

The second it opens, I push her inside and cup her ass as I lift her up. Her legs wrap around mine as I carry her to my bed—that’s made perfectly, I might add. Not a wrinkle in sight.

I lay her down gently, my eyes dragging downward from her eyes to her toes. “You’re perfect, Rhea Brooks.”

“I’m wet.”

“You’re stunning.” I bend down, my knees pressing into the mattress between her legs. “And you’re about to be a whole lot wetter.” I kiss her mouth passionately. The effects of her mouth on mine make me woozy and I collapse on top of her. Pushing myself up slightly, I allow our chests to stay flush so I can feel the thumping of her heart. It’s beating just for me.

“I need you,” I grumble. “Right now.”

“I need you, too.” Her breaths are ragged and unfulfilled and her words are music to my ears. “I wanna touch you. Taste you.”

My cock twitches against my briefs. “You have my permission to do whatever you want to me.”

Rhea presses her hands to my chest gently and I lift off her. Eyebrows dancing, I say, “What exactly did you have in mind?”

She wriggles out from beneath me, biting the corner of her lip, and the action drives me wild.

I lie down on my back, hands folded under my head, and I let her take the lead. She’s in her element, having complete control, and my mind begins to wander to places it shouldn’t. Rhea has been with many men. But all the ones before me are nothing but shadows in her past. I wasn’t her first, but I damn sure will be her last.

ChapterTwenty-Seven

RHEA

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