I open my eyes and catch her staring at me through the mirror.
“I want to come at the same time.”
Like I said, this is not just a casual fuck.
“I want that too.”
I reach around and stroke her as I drive into her.
Three strokes and we’re both climaxing.
Same time, just like Haley requested.
Afterward, we collapse into bed and fall asleep with her head on my shoulder.
I kiss her head. My heart aches already for when this will end.
Because itwillend.
We’ve already agreed to that.
And I’m supposed to be teaching Haley how to care less.
I’m already in deep.
But I don’t want to get out.
And that’s a problem since Haley wants casual.
So I’ll do my best to deliver.
CHAPTERSEVENTEEN
Haley
The rest of our time in the state of Texas is just as hot and steamy. We go from Darcy to Amarillo, and the drive is a blur of wide-open plains and prairie combined with pulling off to the side of the road with the excuse of taking a photo but really to engage in another hot make-out session.
We stay at a cottage outside Amarillo where the roof deck is so private we can sit on it naked and enjoy the night sky littered with stars. So few city lights and so many constellations make for a gorgeous view.
We enjoy it.
We also enjoy having sex on the roof deck. Twice.
When it comes to Liam, I’m insatiable.
I want him twenty-four-seven.
Even that doesn’t feel like enough.
He is the only guy I’ve ever slept with who knows what my body needs. Who knows what my soul needs.
Before him, I hadn’t had sex in so long. But I hadn’t really missed it much. For one, I got attached to the guys who could—and would—hurt me when they left. And two, none of the men knew how to please me. I basically had to give them an instruction manual of what to do. Honestly, I should have used a chalkboard so they completely understood.
With Liam, I barely have to tell him anything. It’s like he knows what I need before I do.
“Faster,” I tell him as he braces himself over me and enters me slowly.
“Not yet.”
