Page 159 of The Chase
He squeezed his eyes shut for a second. “I’m glad you could see the church before it’s torn down.”
“I want to work for your charity. I realized today how little I’m doing for other people.” I shook my head ruefully.
“You’re more than enough.” He searched my face as though needing an answer; a flash of vulnerability crossing his face.
This low tremor of realization that he felt the same way about me caused my breath to catch. Reaching around to the back of his neck I brought his mouth up to mine.
“We’re more,” he whispered against my mouth. “Aren’t we?”
“Yes, we’re so much more.”
He eased my T-shirt up and over my head and pulled it off me and chuckled.
“What’s funny?”
“I was about to ask Jade to turn up the air-conditioning. Forgot where I was for a second.”
“Jade’s installed in your homes?”
“Homes, cars and offices.”
“Don’t you ever feel like she’s stalking you?”
He laughed. “I created her. So, no.”
I reached around and slipped my hand beneath the band of his pj’s. “Bet she can’t do this.” I stroked the full length of him.
“Actually—” He arched a brow.
“That’s so wrong!” I rested my head against his chest and heard his steady heartbeat.
“No one would ever replace you,” he said. “You’re one of a kind. You’re a Salvador Dali amongst a sea of Rubenses.”
“And you’re a Pollock amongst a collection of Warhols.”
He laughed. “I have no idea what we’re talking about.”
“You’re complicated.”
He stared up at me and seemed to swallow past his caution. “With you I come unraveled.” He sat up and took my breast in his mouth, sucking my nipple and sending a shock of bliss. “You’re more to me than anyone ever was.”
My head fell back with the stun of pleasure.
He wiggled beneath me to pull down his pants and he grasped himself to direct his erection to slide along my cleft, that hard ridge caressing my sensitive clit. I let out a moan as he hardened further. With one firm thrust he slid inside me, sheathing himself completely. He arched his spine and closed his eyes as though he too was overcome with the pleasure.
With him still inside me he spun my body around and rolled on top of me and I gripped his forearms and wrapped my thighs around his hips.
His body was all heat, all hard muscle, all furious pounding as he drove into me.
It was too late to hold back my heart from opening to him, this connection felt as though destiny had always intended this for us.
Both of us came together in a tirade of thrusts and moans, both of us blinded by this endless climax.
We fell asleep like that with him inside me and me never wanting to be let go.
I awoke to see Tobias out of bed and standing back at his tall computer desk typing away.
This guy was a workaholic.
