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She smiled. “That’s how I know this is real. Because true love is when you both feel like you’ve found someone you don’t deserve.”

CHAPTER 24

Billie

One early morning a few weeks later, when Colby was still sleeping, I lay in bed next to him, thinking how lucky we were that things had been quiet lately.

How was any peace possible, given the sham wedding? Well, Maya had disappeared from sight for a while. And that was a blessing.

Knock on wood.

Several times.

I didn’t want to jinx this. But I hoped she stayed away as long as possible.

We’d had nearly three weeks of this ignorant bliss. It was almost possible to pretend the nightmare had never happened. Almost. I’d had a dream the other night that she’d walked in on Colby and me having sex, demanding that I get off her “husband.” I’d woken up in a cold sweat. That was one of several dreams I’d had about her. In another, she’d told Saylor she was her mother, and Saylor burst into tears. In the dream, I couldn’t tell if they were happy tears or sad ones, and I woke up before I figured it out. So while Maya remained out of sight for the time being, I wished I could say she was totally out of mind, too. I’d take out of sight over nothing, though.

Until this whole thing was over, there would be a dark cloud hanging over us. And I knew the current reprieve could end at any moment, since Colby would be scrutinized soon by the immigration people. But their lag in action was our gain. And I wasn’t going to take a second of this break for granted.

It was 6 AM when I felt Colby rubbing my back. I rolled over to meet his handsome face.

“I want you before we have to get up,” he said groggily.

I swear, this man got horny in his sleep. He couldn’t have been awake more than two seconds before he’d decided he wanted sex. And even though I wasn’t totally awake yet, I was always up for sex with him. Lately he’d been more insatiable than ever. Ever since I’d started spending a few nights a week at his place, the situation had gotten more intense. We always made sure we got up before Saylor did, though, so she’d find us in the kitchen instead of the bedroom. She always seemed happy to see me, and so far, nothing awkward or damaging had happened during my sleepovers. She appeared to want me here just as much as I did.

Earlier this week, Colby had spent several hours in his room fixing his squeaky bed to make it quieter. Dude took the assignment very seriously. He wouldn’t let up until the bed no longer made any sound when pressure was applied to the mattress—all because he didn’t want me making excuses for why we couldn’t have sex in his bed. The noise factor had been one of the reasons I’d been hesitant to start spending the night at his apartment in the first place. Operation Kill Squeak involved replacing his mattress with one made of quieter memory foam that didn’t bounce. He also tightened a bunch of bolts on the bedframe. Needless to say, we’d tested it multiple times, and it was a banging success.

I curled into him. “What did you have in mind this morning?”

“I was thinking you could ride me. You know…if you felt so inclined.”

“I’m inclined to think you’d take me any way I’d give it to you right now.”

“Your inclination would be correct.” He smiled mischievously.

“But you’re in luck because I’m really in the mood to ride you. I’m no starfish, Lennon. You know that.”

“No. You’re like a fucking shark, and I love it.” He winked.

“A shark and sometimes a blowfish.” I shrugged.

Colby laughed as I lifted myself up. My long hair covered my breasts as I straddled him, and when I sank onto his beautifully rigid cock, his eyes momentarily closed. I loved being on top, especially because it gave me such a clear view of his gorgeous face.

“Damn, did you wake up wet like this?” he rasped. “You’re so fucking ready.”

“I’m always ready for you.” I dug my nails into his chest and swayed my hips as I rode him. His eyes bore into mine in a way that made me feel like nothing else existed for him right now. I was sure I looked at him the same way.

He squeezed my ass. “Jesus, woman. You ride me so good.”

I thrust my hips harder and faster, at times lifting myself off of him before bearing down hard. Colby took my breasts in his hands, massaging my nipples with his thumbs.

“Damn it!” His eyes closed as his body shook. “Sorry…fuck, I’m coming. You’re too good. Couldn’t hold it in, baby.”

He was lucky I’d been holding back my own orgasm, or I would’ve had to give him shit about blowing his load before I went. I let go as my muscles contracted around him and he came inside of me. I loved feeling the heat of his cum.

After we settled down, I lifted myself off and lay down to face him.

“That was damn incredible.” He panted. “I can’t get enough of you.”