Page 65 of Heat Advisory

Control. I needed control.

I fused my mouth with hers, tongues swirling as I moved inside her.

I moved my finger to her clit and rubbed in slow, intense circles, watching her reactions for cues as to what she liked.

“I’m so close, Jay. I need…please…just...”

Once again, I took her mouth as I moved inside her, taking her in long, deep thrusts.

There was no finesse now, just frantic desire.

The harder I fucked her, the more she seemed to like it, so I gave up any idea of grace and poise.

Her back arched as she breathlessly called out my name. Then she shattered to pieces right in front of me, her pussy pulsing and squeezing like a blood pressure band around my dick.

Her cries of pleasure were throaty, raw, and oh so real.

I had wanted to keep going—give her multiple orgasms before I came—but that wasn’t going to be an option.

I rode out her orgasm with her, making sure she was good, and then I let go and tumbled over the edge with her.

“Fuck, Cora.” I released everything I had as I let the pleasure wash over me.

It felt like forever for our breathing to regulate as our sweaty bodies lay there together, still tangled.

“I think I need a shower, but I can’t move my legs,” she spoke softly, her words putting a small smile on my face.

I turned to face her, needing to tell her something before she left this space.

“You understand this isn’t fake anymore, right?” I paused, needing her to understand. “You’re mine and I’m yours.”

“Jay…”

I cut her off so I could explain myself first. “What’s building between us, Cora? This is real to me in every way. All of it.”

“Even the engagement part?” she asked nervously.

I wanted to tell her that, yes, that was real for me too, but I sensed she wasn’t on the same page with me there yet. Still, I wanted to give her something.

“I love you, Cora. It’s a little scary how much I do, but I can’t change who I am or how I feel, and I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

I’d expected shock, maybe disbelief, because we hadn’t been dating that long. But what I saw in her eyes wasn’t hesitation. It was reciprocation. She was right there with me. She stared back at me, and the emotions were so obviously written all over her face.

I could tell she felt the same way but was nervous to say it.

“You don’t have to say it back,” I told her, not wanting her to feel pressured. “Just know that I like having you wear my ring, so it lets all the other competition know you are taken.”

She smiled and shook her head. “You’re ridiculous.”

“Ridiculously handsome. Ridiculously gifted. Ridiculously sexy. Why, thank you,” I told her and then proceeded to kiss that smile off her face. “Go get your shower, woman. Next round, I need more time to explore.”

The heat in her eyes returned, and I knew she was just as excited for a second round, but she hopped up and quickly made her way into the bathroom.

An hour later, I took her again. This time slower, softer. I made love to her as I stared into her eyes. I knew she was right there with me, feeling this was more than just sex. More than just a fake engagement.

Sex with Cora was everything I had always thought it would be.

I knew that after tonight, I would stop at nothing to keep Cora mine forever. I just needed her to get there with me so the engagement didn’t end after I got the new job.