Page 42 of Twice in a Lifetime

“Rhodes, please touch me,” she begged as I got so close that I could feel the heat of her pussy against my fingers.

“You and those kids are permanent,” I explained at the same time I continued my tortuous caress. “Weare permanent. Tell me you get that.”

Christ, pleaseI silently begged.Please want that as well.

Her hands came up and cupped my cheeks, pulling my face close to hers. “I know what it means when I say I want you. I know this could never be casual or temporary. Not with you. You’ve always been special to me, Rhodes. Always. I’ve tried so hard not to love you?—”

Her eyes widened as soon as she realized what she said. “Don’t,” I ground out, clenching my jaw and pressing the tips of my fingers into the flesh at the inside of her thigh. “Don’t you try to take back what you just said.” I squeezed my eyes closed and rested my forehead against hers. “Fuck, please don’t take it back.”

Her sweet breath gusted over my lips as she slid her fingers into the hair at my temples. “I’m not taking it back,” she whispered so softly it was a wonder I could hear her over my heart pounding in my ears. “I tried not to love you, Rhodes. But I can’t make myself stop.”

“Say it,” I commanded in a gruff, raspy tone as I slid my hand the rest of the way up her thigh and cupped her core, the heat of her beating against my palm. “Say it, and I’ll give you what you want.”

She braced her hands on my shoulders. “I love you.” Her sentence ended on a gasp as I slipped the lace of her panties aside and shoved two fingers inside her. “Oh God,” she cried out, her head falling back as I began a steady rhythm, pumping myfingers in and out of her tight, wet channel. Only seconds passed, but her walls were already fluttering around me.

I used my grip on the back of her neck to tilt her face back to mine. “Open your eyes, baby. Let me see you.”

She peeled her lids up, only making it to half-mast. “Again,” I ordered as I continued to feed my fingers in and out of her, picking up the pace and curling them to brush against that most sensitive place inside her.

“I love you, Rhodes,” she repeated, her hips beginning to circle in time with each thrust of my fingers. “God, I love you. Please don’t stop.”

I brought my thumb into play, pressing it against her clit as she rode my hand harder, quickly losing control.

“I love you too, Angel,” I grunted against her lips. “Never stopped.”

Her eyes rounded as she panted, sharing the breath between us. “Kiss me,” she pleaded, yanking me back to her before I had a chance to comply. As soon as my tongue swiped against hers, she exploded, clamping down around my fingers and crying out into my mouth as she rode out her orgasm, moaning over and over as I continued pressing against her G-spot and circling her clit, dragging her release out until her body collapsed against mine.

Pulling my fingers from inside her, I watched her as I parted my lips and licked off every drop of her arousal. The moment her taste exploded on my tongue, I knew I needed more.

“Baby, the dinner you made smells so good.”

She gave me a lust-drunk smile. “Thank you.”

“But we’re gonna have to wait till breakfast to enjoy it, because if I don’t fuck you in the next thirty seconds, my head’ll explode.”

“Wha—” Her question cut off on a yelp when I bent forward and tossed her over my shoulder. “Rhodes,” she cried out, letting loose a sweet, musical laugh that filled my chest with warmth.

“First time I’m inside you again isn’t gonna be on the kitchen counter. I want room to move around so I can fuck you all night long.”

“Well, if you insist,” she teased as I bounded up the steps. “Who am I to argue?”

She let out another peel of laughter when I turned my head and sank my teeth into the side of her ass cheek.

I would never get tired of hearing that sound, and I would do everything in my power to hear it again and again, every day for the rest of my life.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Blythe

The mood shifted the moment we entered Rhodes’s bedroom. The atmosphere grew thick, the air crackled with electricity. The playful version from only a second ago disappeared, replaced with the serious Rhodes I knew all too well.

He lowered me to the floor, dragging me down his body at a torturously slow pace, teasing my painfully hard nipples by making sure they felt every single ridge and dip of muscle in his chest and stomach before brushing up against the steel rod of his erection.

His eyes had grown so dark they were nearly black as he stared down at me while holding me so tightly against him I could feel the thunderous beat of his heart as it banged against his ribs and rattled through my entire body.

His rough hands skated up my arms, his long, thick fingers toying with the thin spaghetti straps of my sundress before sliding them down my shoulders, pushing them down fartheruntil the dress slipped free and the loose material pooled at my feet, leaving me standing in nothing but my lace thong.

Rhodes licked his lips as he stared at my tightly puckered nipples before dragging his gaze back up to my own. “No bra?” He quirked a brow.

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