“You okay?”
My eyes are closed, but again, I’m nodding as he speaks. “Yes…”
With a gentle kiss to the top of my cheekbone, he rises, wrapping my ponytail around his hand and starting to thrust faster.
A primal sound rises from my throat, and I push back, meeting his thrusts and wanting more. I need more. It feels too good. It’s wild and passionate and dirty and hot.
He hits a place deep inside me no one has ever found, and I’m desperate for it to keep going, for more.
He pulls my hair tighter, and I rise up, until I’m practically bouncing my ass against his hips. My head falls back, and I moan as the shudders take over my limbs.
He cups my breasts, pressing his mouth to the side of my neck and biting, sucking.
It’s a pinch of pain mixed with pleasure, and my hands cover his as I continue to ride. He grows thicker. His grip on my body tenses, and he holds. His stomach shudders at my back, and he lets out a moan so loud, I come more.
I feel him jerking deep inside, and I rise onto my knees to drop again, giving him another thrust, drawing another, shuddering moan.
Strong arms wrap around my waist, and he holds my back against his chest, his cheek presses to my shoulder. We’re breathing hard, and a bead of sweat rolls between our bodies.
I wrap my arms over his, and it’s as if we’re melting into one, the most intense bond forging. With my eyes closed, I imagine us fitting together like puzzle pieces…
It’s too much to think… even for a fantasy, so I shake it away, loosening my hold and starting to rise.
He reaches between us to dispose of the condom. He goes into the bathroom, and I hear the sound of water running. Removing the bedspread, I lie on my side on the white sheets. It’s not the greatest hotel, but at least the sheets are clean and don’t feel like sandpaper.
The water stops, and when he returns, he’s holding a washcloth as if he’ll hand it to me. Instead, his eyes slide down my still-naked form in a way that has my body heating up again.
“Did I say just once?” A grin lifts the side of his mouth.
My eyebrow arches, and I return his bad-boy grin. “I think you did, but maybe I misunderstood?”
“What I meant was one night.” He sits on the bed, reaching out to put his thumb on my chin. “How does that sound?”
Puckering my lips, I nod. “It sounds very sensible. What else are we going to do with this bed all night?”
“Make the most of it.” Reaching out, he pulls my body flush against his, causing me to exhale a sigh.
My elbows bend, and I trace my fingers along his rounded shoulders. “We’ve been alone too long, John. We need to make up for lost time.”
He leans his head down to kiss the base of my neck, the top of my shoulder. “You are a very intelligent woman, Kendall. I admire that about you. Now I’m going to fuck you again.”
A laugh bursts through my nose, and a butterfly beats wildly in my stomach. “I have no problem with that.”
10
OWEN
The pale blue glow of dawn warms the edges of the curtains, and I blink at the pebbled ceiling overhead as the world seeps back into focus.
I’m in a cheap motel somewhere north of LA, and my body is completely entwined with the most beautiful woman I know.
I don’t want to let her go.
I don’t want to move in case she rouses and says what I’m already thinking.What are we doing here? We can’t do this.
But we made a pact. It was only a fantasy.Just one night…
My phone buzzes, and I pick it up to read the text on the screen.
