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She was worth everything, and I would risk it all to keep her mine.

I just needed one more day.

25

Timing Is Everything

After we’d come home from the club, I’d vowed to take my time with Penelope – to make sweet love to her – but she’d had other plans, egging me on with her mouth around my dick. We’d ended up fucking like there was no tomorrow on the floor, practically short circuiting my brain, until we’d stumbled up to bed.

I used to dread Saturdays, but not anymore. It was midmorning, and we’d been enjoying each other’s company mostly in silence, the dogs snoring away at our feet. I fucking loved that we could still be silent together, not feeling the need to fill the air with chatter. That life could consist of simple tasks yet never get boring.

I could see us like this years from now, and what had once been an intangible dream was no longer only that – it was where we were headed, and even though I knew it was too soon to get down on my knees, begging her to marry me, I longed for that life.

There was no doubt in my mind that she felt the same way.

But there was still the matter of coming clean to her. I’d been pretending to read my book while thinking about the right way to approach the subject of my side job.

Oh, by the way, I used to make porn. No biggie, just, you know, have sex for money.

Yeah. That was the worst conversation starter if there ever was one.

I sighed and opened my mouth, sick of myself and ready to just blurt it out.

“Baby, when did you start wearing glasses?”

I looked up from the book in my hand and squinted at her. She was sitting across from me on the couch, her legs tangled with mine. She’d been reading a magazine but now it lay forgotten in her lap and she was frowning at me.

I shrugged as I thought about it. “About two years ago, I guess. I only use them when I’m reading.”

A slow smile spread on her lips. “You look very handsome.”

I grinned at her. “I thought I always looked handsome?”

“You do, but those black frames?” She tapped a finger against her lips. “They kinda make me hot.”

I rubbed her bare calf with my foot and cocked an eyebrow. “Is that so?”

“Yeah.” She tossed the magazine on the floor and pushed up on her knees. My eyes fell on the satin robe she was wearing as it slipped down her shoulders, revealing the top of her phenomenal breasts and a low fire danced in my belly when she crawled toward me.

Was it possible to combust from lust? Even though it had only been an hour since I’d taken her up against the wall in my shower, my dick swelled in my sweat pants, and impatience simmered in my blood.

“Mmm,” she sighed as she came closer. I closed the book, marking my spot with my finger and widened my legs to make room for her. When she was firmly planted on my lap, she opened her robe, and my breath hitched at the sight of her naked body. I loved that I was free to let my hunger for her show in my eyes, but I relished in the fact that she only got more turned on by my gaze. That she didn’t hide that she wanted me just as much as I wanted her.

No, we craved each other on equal terms, and I prayed we’d never stop feeling this way.

“Why don’t I show you how irresistible I think you are?”

I wet my lips at the sight of her darkened pupils. “Why don’t you?”

Her mouth brushed against mine in a featherlight touch. The sweetness made me groan, and the book slipped from my fingers only to land with a soft thump on the hardwood floors. I didn’t care about missing my spot. I wasn’t thinking about anything but the feel of her hard nipples as I brushed my thumbs against them. I reveled in her quickening breath, her crotch bearing down on my dick tenting my pants, but as always, I needed more than sweet kisses.

I needed to ravish her. To consume her every waking thought. To permeate her senses with all of me until she was so far gone, all she could think about was us. Us and the love we had for each other.

Just as I closed my mouth over her nipple, her hands burrowed in my hair, my phone started ringing.

“Don’t answer that,” she pleaded, but the ring tone was like a douse of ice water as I knew right away who the caller was.

It was Luke calling from his office, which could only mean one thing.