Sterling set the key on the table, smirking at me. “Is that one available?” He pointed at my bedroom door.
I bit my lower lip, still fighting my relentless smile. It had been hard enough to bring him a key after talking myself out of inviting him into my bed. I hadn’t prepared myself enoughto turn down a direct inquiry. “It would certainly facilitate the transfer of your belongings.”
Sterling chuckled. “Ooh, dirty talk.”
Another ugly laugh slipped out. It wasn’t fair that he was attractive, smart,andfunny. “Perhaps you need help transferring some of those pesky belongings off your body?”
Sterling’s eyebrows shot up before he laughed and stood up to round the desk. He slid one hand up the side of my face and said, “You can help me with that anytime, Cassian.” He tilted my chin up and moved closer, but he waited to let me decide whether to close the gap between us.
I did, pressing a kiss to his mouth. He kissed me softly until I pulled back to look him in the eyes. “Sterling…” I said.
“Yes? What’s wrong?” He brushed his thumb down my cheek, and the gesture alone made me second-guess the incoming question.
“I don’t want to share my bed again if this is just physical. I have feelings for you, and I don’t want this to end when the investigation does,” I said.
“I don’t want that either. When this is over, I’ll visit you as often as I can. Possibly more,” he said, kissing me on the cheek.
My face broke into a wide grin. Was this real? He wanted to stick around? “You’d ditch work to see me?”
“I’d hire someone to curse your inn again just to see you,” he said.
I laughed. “Please don’t do that.”
He kissed me on the lips. “No promises.”
I turned away to laugh again. “I’m starting to think it was you.”
“Maybe it was. I told you not to be 100 percent certain of anyone, didn’t I?” he asked.
The question annoyed me, so I took his face in my hands and kissed him, dragging him backward to my room.
We stumbled messily through the door and fell onto my bed, peeling layers of clothing off each other.
The night before, we’d touched and kissed each other like we’d been waiting our entire lives for it, and I suppose we had. That night, we took our time. He kissed every inch of my skin as he undressed me, praising my body the entire time. I feared on a few occasions he would finish me just from his kisses, but I kept it together long enough for him to whisper in my ear, “Can I fuck you?”
I had to squeeze my eyes shut to answer. “Yes,” I said.
I sat up with him, pulling his shirt over his head and kissing his chest while I unbuttoned his trousers. He pushed me down gently while pulling his pants off and lowering himself on top of me. He kissed the base of my throat and worked his way up to my jaw while adjusting my legs around him, running his hand up and down my thigh.
I held him around the shoulders, already breathing hard from the pleasure of his kisses. I slid my hands through his hair, holding him closer while he rubbed our cocks together. A breathy moan escaped me, and I held his hips to stop him.
“If you want to fuck me, you better do it quick,” I said.
He gave a low laugh and sat back, his hard cock pressed against his abs. Gods, how lucky I was.
I reached across the bed to dig in my bedside drawer for a small vial of a slippery substance that I’d created just for this sort of occasion.
“What’s this?” Sterling asked as I offered it to him.
“Put some on your dick and find out,” I said, lying back again with my legs around him.
I enjoyed watching him cautiously open it, dab some on his fingers, and rub it around until understanding crossed his face. “Ah…” he said, tilting the vial enough for a thin dribble to slide down his cock. He corked the vial and tossed it aside beforerubbing it around his dick, his eyes closing while he pleasured himself.
“Oh, Sterling,” I said, gripping the sheets at my sides. “You’re so sexy.”
“Thanks. So are you,” he said with a wink just as his hand moved from his cock to my ass. He rubbed the lubricant around before he slowly pushed his finger inside, sliding deeper and massaging me. He worked his finger inside me until I couldn’t keep my eyes open. If his finger did this, I couldn’t imagine what his cock would do.
He pulled his finger out, leaving me panting hard beneath him. He lowered himself over me, rubbing the tip of his thick cock against my hole.
