Before he can respond, I’ve spun around so my back is to him and I’m replacing his hand with my own as I hold his dick and slide down onto it. His hands go straight to my hips and latch on as I start to move. I arch my back, tip my head back and close my eyes as I ride him, focusing on nothing but the way he fills me up and how, when I roll my hips just so, it sends sparks of pleasure through my body.
“You’re so incredible,” he murmurs in a quiet grunt. “How did I get so lucky?”
“I’m lucky,” I whisper and roll my hips again. Oh God, I’m so close…
He’s moving behind me, and I don’t realize he’s sitting up until his hands move from my hips, one reaching to cup my breast and the other reaching between my legs. “Look at me, baby.”
I twist my head as much as I can, and his beautiful face swims into view. He squeezes a nipple and rubs my clit at the exact same time, and my orgasm hits me like a train. He kisses me to trap the moan that’s about to fly from my mouth. When my orgasm slows, the kiss breaks and he falls back and starts thrusting under me, which is great because I’m spent. A few minutes later he grabs my ass in both hands and shudders under me as his own orgasm hits. I rock my hips with his erratic thrusts to help him ride it out.
When his hips stop moving, I shakily lift myself off of him. He grabs me and pulls me down beside him, kissing me hard on the lips. The sound of voices downstairs is our reality check. I put a hand on his bare chest and push myself up, glancing around for my clothes again. I grab my underwear and bra off the floor. He’s watching me with a glassy look in his light blue eyes. There’s his trademark smirk dancing on his lips. “I can’t wait to do that again.”
I laugh. “Well, you’re going to have to, because right now I have to sneak out of here without your family finding out.”
He frowns, but it’s fake, as he gets off the bed and gets dressed. A couple minutes later I’m standing right behind him as he cracks the bedroom door and peeks out into the tiny hallway. He glances over his shoulder. “Okay. You head into your room. I’ll head downstairs.”
I nod, and we both tiptoe into the hallway. He gives me a chaste kiss just as Dixie walks out of her room, texting furiously on her phone. She doesn’t even look up as she walks by. “Ew. Gross. I knew you two would ignore the rules and bang.”
She keeps walking down the stairs without another word. I giggle and Jude rolls his eyes before kissing my cheek and following her downstairs.
When I come back down a couple minutes later, his whole family is around the dining room table having breakfast. They all call out greetings, and I know Dixie kept our secret, so I give her a grateful smile. She winks back. After breakfast we have quick showers, separately, unfortunately, and say good-bye to everyone.
He has a team dinner tonight, and he’s asked me to go with him. It hurts my heart a little to see him say good-bye to his family, especially when he hugs his father. Later, as we wait to board our second flight, from Boston to San Francisco, my phone rings. I step away from Jude and answer it in my best business voice, since I don’t recognize the number. It’s another agent, and she has a full-price offer on Jude’s condo. I tell her I will get back to her within twenty-four hours and hang up.
They’ve started boarding our flight, so Jude and I walk to the gate. “That was an offer on your place. Full list price, but they want to close in fourteen days.”
“Shit. Well, that’s great, but now we’ve got to get serious about finding me a new place,” he says. “It’ll be an extra hassle if I’m homeless during the season. I spend so much time in hotel rooms on the road it’ll suck to do it here too.”
We hand our tickets to the attendant at the gate, and after she scans them Jude takes my hand as we walk down the tunnel to the plane. “You can stay with me until you find a place,” I offer.
He stops walking. “Really?”
I shrug and smile. “I have a feeling you’ll be over a lot of nights anyway. I mean, I hope so.”
“I was planning on it.”
“So then, it’s settled. You can crash with me if we don’t find you a place in time.”
He pulls me into a kiss. “Thank you.”
My heart flutters. I’m sure he’ll find a place before he has to move. San Francisco has a million options in his price range. But still, I kind of hope he doesn’t. I really like the idea of having him in my place. He fits.
35
Jude
When we land in San Francisco we part ways, which I hate. But she needs to run to the office and get the paperwork to close the deal on my condo and change clothes for tonight. I need to change too, and all my clothes are at my place. I hate being away from her, even for a couple of hours.
I walk into my condo and look around. I’m not going to miss it. It’s a total fuck pad. I knew that when I bought it—that’swhyI bought it—and it was perfect. But I’m not that person anymore. I just want Zoey. I walk into my bedroom and start unpacking my bag from Maine. My phone rings, and it’s the cottage number.
My dad’s voice fills my ear after I say hello. “Just wanted to make sure you and Zoey got home okay.”
“We did.” I smile and drop down onto my bed. “Thanks for letting her stay with us.”
“She’s family,” he says happily and adds, “Or at least I have a feeling she will be.”
“She will be,” I agree easily. “Eventually. If she’ll keep me.”
“I’ve only ever seen one other woman look at a man the way Zoey looked at you,” my dad says quietly. “And it was your mom looking at me. Now, granted, I’m much more handsome and charming than you, but…”
