Page 120 of In Your Dreams, Holden Rhodes

“Holden,” I repeated, uselessly.

“Sadie.”

It was the sweet way he said my name coupled with the vicious, possessive look in his eyes that made me lose it. The second one raced through me, making me buck, twist, and squirm while he fucked me hard, working my clit. He groaned as he shuttled his hips, falling forward, and I gasped into his tight shoulder.

“Fuck, Sadie,” he rasped as my body gripped his cock. “Can’t hold off.”

I nodded hard with a whimper. “Come with me,” I moaned, pressing my teeth against his shoulder as the last of my orgasm wrung me out.

His arms slipped around me and he buried his face in my neck, finding a fast, hard rhythm with his hips. He groaned, pulling me tight, and his whole body tensed as he swelled even more. One of my hands threaded back into his hair and the other scraped my nails down his back.

“Sadie,” he gasped into my hair, heaving for air before he crushed me with his weight.

His weight on me was incredible. We caught our breaths and my heart raced in my ears.

He heaved in a breath before pulling out and rolling off me. His gaze traced my skin, lingering on my eyes. He looked drained, like I ripped his soul out. “Fuck, baby. What are you doing to me?”

I let out a breathy laugh. “Bossing you around.”

He huffed a laugh and leaned over to give me a quick kiss before ducking out to deal with the condom.

I laid there, catching my breath, listening to my heart pound in my ears. Holden had made me come harder than I ever had in my life. He called me honey and kissed the inside of my knees. He came to check on me when he was worried about me, and now I was staying in his home.

He made a blanket fort with me, even though it was silly and childish.

When he called me honey, I melted for him.

If I went back to Toronto, I’d miss him. Six months with him suddenly seemed way too short.

And when it was over? I’d pass him off to someone else so he could cherish her forever?

Absolutely fucking not.

These thoughts ricocheted around in my head as I blinked at the thin gray stripes on the sheet.

I didn’t have a clue what to do next.

44

Holden

“The Barnfield communitycenter project should wrap up early December,” Gurneet continued the next morning. Fifteen of us sat around the conference table, reviewing the status of all our projects.

I smiled at her. “Great. Nice work.”

She shot me a confused expression.

“What?”

“You smiled,” Zara said, narrowing her eyes at me. “What’s going on with you?”

I laughed. “What do you mean?”

Everyone exchanged glances.

“Did you and Aiden body swap?” someone asked and everyone laughed.

I rolled my eyes but my grin stayed. Every time my mind wandered back to last night with Sadie, my chest warmed.

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