I push one thick finger inside her tight heat, her walls clenching down instinctively. Then two, curling up inside to hit the magic spot I know will have her vibrating in seconds.
My cock is throbbing. I want her so badly. But first, there’s nothing I want more than to see her come undone from my touch.
I feel the pressure building within her. She arches, her hands twitching over her head. I know she’s desperate to reach for me,but she’s such a good girl, holding herself back. “You close, doll?”
“Yes.” Her nod is frantic. “I’m going to—” I hold completely still, my fingers still buried deep. She cries out in frustration. “Holt. I?—”
“No,” I tell her. “Not yet.”
She whimpers and thrusts her hips up, searching for my touch again.
I resume, my fingers moving faster this time, my thumb grinding, pushing her right to the edge. She’s panting, her body tensing. “Holt, I…”
I pinch her clit lightly, the sharp spark making her cry out. She’s hovering on the brink and working hard to hold herself back. It’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen, watching her work so hard. “What do you want, Tessa? What do you need?”
“I need to come,” she sobs, her head thrashing against the pillow. “Please, Daddy.” I almost explode at the need in her voice. “Let me come,” she begs. “Please.”
“Fuck, yes,” I growl, plunging my fingers deeper, my thumb relentless. She’s tumbling faster toward her release, trembling, gasping?—
SLAM.
A loud noise outside shatters the moment. A truck door slamming.
We both freeze, hearts pounding.
Luke.
I’m off the bed before the realization fully lands, already reaching for my jeans.
My cock is still rock-hard as I pull my jeans up. My girl is sprawled out on the bed, her breath coming in sharp pants, her tits rising and falling with desperation. For a moment, I consider making Luke wait long enough so Tessa can come and so I can watch her fall apart for me one last time, but a sharp rap on the door kills that thought.
Her eyes fly open and lock on mine.
The knock sounds again.
Louder.
Reality crashes in hard.
“Tessa?” Luke’s voice carries through the cabin.
I drag a hand down my face and step back from the bed, doing up the button on my jeans before grabbing a shirt.
We knew this was coming. Even if we tried to ignore it.
“Stay here,” I tell her before grabbing a shirt and tugging it over my head. “Give me a minute, okay?”
She nods, her expression unreadable asher breathing starts to slow and reality sinks in.
I want to say something. Anything to let her know what this time with her has meant to me. I want to tell her not to leave. Not to go traveling to find something we already have together. But I won’t do that to her. I can’t.
Instead, I blow out a breath, turn, and walk out of the bedroom to answer the door.
To face my best friend.
Tessa
I stay exactly where he left me.
