The motion of his fingers intensifies, and before long I'm squeezing my thighs to speed up my release.
A moan escapes my lips, and he uses his free hand to cover my mouth so I don't wake anybody up.
Now that my legs are no longer shaking, he moves from between my legs and hovers over me.
“You still good.”
All I can do is nod my head. The rest of my body refuses to function.
He reaches between us, lining himself up with me, and takes his time as he pushes forward. Seconds ago, everything felt rushed and in the moment. But right now, every movement is slow, deliberate, and full of passion.
This is an entirely new experience for me, and I don’t know how to handle it. My heart feels heavy and light at the same time. Something that has never happened. I’m not sure if it’s a good thing or bad, but I can’t deny I have more than friendly feelings toward this man.
Time ceases to exist and before I know it, I’m seeing stars. His mouth crashes into mine to swallow the sound. He follows soon after. Slowly he pulls away and lies next to me.
“I thought you said you can be quiet.”
“Well, I wasn’t expecting all of that.” I wave toward his body.
“Me either.” He laughs. “I’ll be right back.”
He puts on his pants and leaves the room. A few moments later he’s back with a warm wash cloth. Even now he’s making sure he takes care of me.
Now, that we’re both cleaned up, we snuggle into each other. There’s no more pretenses of pillow barriers. His arms are wrapped tight around me, and I fear I don’t want to sleep without this feeling ever again.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
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Paula.Has. Ruined. Me. That is my first thought as I wake up. I pat the space beside me, but she’s not there. All I know is she didn’t have any comments about being cold last night. Her wrapped in my arms as we fell asleep was a dream come true. Now, I need to figure out what time it is. Her brother didn’t give us an exact time for when we’re leaving.
I roll out of bed, and dig in my bag for a shirt. I can’t leave the bed a mess and quickly make it before heading out of the room. That is one of the things the band gives me crap for. I always have to make my bed as soon as I get out of it.
Almost everyone is gathered at the dining room table. The only people missing are Phillip and Peter. I can’t say I’m shocked after I had to tuck them in when we got home.
“Good morning, sunshine.” Paula scoots over.
“Morning.” This time it’s my turn to kiss the top ofher head. My arms goes around her waist instinctively as soon as I sit down.
Both Parker and Piper giggle into their coffee cups. Dear God, I hope they didn’t hear anything last night. They will never let us live it down. But it would squash any doubts they have about us being a couple.
I’m pretty sure that’s what we are after her little talk last night. We should probably solidify that at some point today, for my own piece of mind.
Pierce is still sitting as far away from Paula as he can get, which isn’t far at this table. We haven’t had a meal at the same time, and I have no idea how everyone will fit when we do.
Abigail hands me a cup of coffee before heading back to the kitchen. “Thank you.”
“Why do we have to leave so early?” Parker asks.
“Because the winery is just over an hour away, and they want us to come in early so we can talk about a potential partnership.”
“I think it’s dumb to partner with a competitor.” Piper adds after taking a drink from her mug.
“We won’t be carrying each other’s wines, Piper.” Pierce rolls his eyes. “We want to do an event together with maybe one other winery. If we all bring in our clientele, we can increase business all the way around.”
“Is this one of those rising tides speeches?” Parker stands and heads to the kitchen. He begins helping Abigail with whatever she’s making.
“It is unconventional,” Paul says. “But newmarketing tactics won’t kill us. Times are changing, and we need to as well.”
