He stares me in the eyes. “You’re not the only one that loves our intimate moments. I would fuck you right here and right now, Mia, but it’s not just about the raw passion. It’s about what I feel when I’m inside of you—that closeness, that magic, that connection. My cock was made for your pussy. I want to live in your pussy. Do you hear me? I love you,and I will convince you that we are meant to be and we are compatible.”
He groans as he presses his lips against mine.
This is about us becoming one, and I want to believe him. I want to tell him that I want that, too, but I realize he hasn’t responded to the one thing that’s holding me back. He hasn’t told me I come before his job. He hasn’t told me I am number one, that I matter more. And it breaks my heart because I know the reason he hasn’t told me is that he can’t lie to me.
Because it’s not true.
And I will not go the rest of my life being number two to his job. I can’t. I deserve better, and he deserves someone that’s okay with that.
I reach down and squeeze his cock. “Well, I think if you want to do something naughty, I can do it too.”
“Are you sure?” he says in a hoarse voice.
“Well, I don’t mean right here, right now because anyone could walk out—including our grandparents—and I don’t really want to give anyone a heart attack.”
He chuckles slightly as he pulls back away from me.
“Then let’s go up to the room because I want to make love to you, darling Mia. I want to make you come a million different ways, and then I want to lick every single drop off of you.”
“Keep sweet-talking me, bad boy,” I say, grinning at him.
He just shakes his head. “This is absolutely insane.”
chapter twenty-five
Luke
“Good morning, beautiful,” I whisper to Mia as soon as she opens her eyes.
She rolls over and looks at me, a light expression on her face. As she gazes at me, I lean forward and give her a quick kiss.
“Morning,” she says. “How did you sleep?”
She’s almost awkward, which I find adorable.
“Well. You good?”
She nods, smiling. “Last night was absolutely insane.”
Her eyes widen, and I feel like I’m on a roller-coaster ride, and I don’t know when it’s going to stop.
“I kind of feel the same way—and not just because you were riding me all night long.”
“I was not riding you all night long,” she says, but blushes.
I pull her toward me, her naked body pressing into mine. I run my fingers down her silky skin and press my lips against hers. She runs her fingers down my back, and I roll on top of her.
“What do you want to do today?”
“I don’t know. What do you want to do?”
She moans as I spread her legs and run my fingers along her slit. She’s wet, and I’m hard, and some morning sex is just how I want to get the day started.
“Luke,” she says, feverishly as I kiss the side of her face and position myself between her legs. “I just woke up.”
“Hey, and that’s the perfect way to wake up, right?”
“Maybe,” she murmurs againstmy lips.
