Page 174 of The Moment You Know

“Do you want me to get tested?” she asked, even though she knew it would be a waste of time, since the last person she’d had sex with had been him. But maybe it was only fair?

“I doubt that’s necessary,” he replied diplomatically. “Unless you think you might have caught something from your vibrator.”

She shook her head. “They’re all clean.”

“All?”

“I have more than one. Finding yourself in the situation where the only one you have quits working really sucks, so having a back-up is important. And a back-up for the back-up.”

David took a moment to digest that information before clearing his throat. “That actually brings me to another rule.”

“For crying out loud, how many rules are there?”

He let her question go unanswered. “No self-love. My orgasms are yours and yours are mine, so no getting off on your own, with or without any of your vibrators, unless I’m present. And I won’t jerk off, either, unless you’re present. Got it?”

She pursed her lips. Having never seen him jerk off, she decided that might have to be rectified as soon as possible, because that would probably be a good show. “Got it.”

“Now for the final rule,” he said with obvious reluctance, knowing this was where things would likely get tricky. “Ignoring the elephant in the room.”

“What elephant?”

“Ashley.” David rubbed at his chin. “Well, specifically, my relationship with her.”

At the woman’s name, Paige stiffened slightly, her expression turning sour.

Seeing her reaction, David took her hand. “The only way this works is if it’s just you and me going forward. And by you, I mean the woman you are right now and not the woman who was abused by her uncle. You’ve worked hard to be ‘normal’, so I’m going to treat you like you’re ‘normal’. And by me, I mean the man I am right now and not the man who married and divorced you, then had a relationship with a woman you despise. All of that is just white noise and none of it can get in the way, okay?”

Even though this rule would be the hardest for her to follow, she could see the necessity for it, so Paige told herself she could do what he was asking and nodded.

“Good,” he breathed, making no effort to disguise his relief. “Now let’s make it official.”

Chapter 68

Paige looked at him expectantly.

David gently tugged on the hand he was holding, until she got out of her chair. Then he maneuvered her until she was straddling him, putting his palms on her ass so he could situate her right over his groin. She waited for any awkwardness to hit, especially since they were on a chair in a brightly lit kitchen, but it never did.

“What now?” she asked, when she was comfortably settled, pretty much on his cock.

“Whatever you want.”

“Really?”

His expression turned into one of Bring it on, so Paige moved in until her mouth was a few inches away from his. He was clearly expecting her to kiss him, but instead she reached behind to his man-bun and released his hair. Then, taking her time, she worked her fingers through the soft and slightly tangled strands until they hung around his face in casual disarray.

Paige made a sound of approval and gripped the sides of his face with her hands, holding him in place. He watched her intently, his hazel eyes burning hot, his skin starting to flush as he waited for her to do something. Her lips curved in a pleased smile right before she closed the two-inch gap between them and locked her mouth onto his.

A low moan escaped him, prompting an answering one of her own as tingles erupted across her skin. She sank into him, slanting her lips over his before teasing his mouth open with her tongue; the moment she gained entry, he was there to meet her and the kiss exploded.

They ground their mouths together with a mutual need to devour the other that overrode any need for tenderness, while their tongues dueled for supremacy. Paige had never experienced a kiss like this, one that took her to the edge of having bruised lips and a jaw that ached—and she loved every second of it.

She was so caught up in the sensual assault of his mouth on hers that she only became aware he’d unbuttoned her vest and was working on her shirt when he broke away to mutter, “For fuck’s sake.”

“What?”

“You have way too many buttons.”

Paige blinked a few times before looking down to where her shirt was hanging half-open. “When I got dressed this morning, I wasn’t aware any of this was going to be happening tonight.”

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