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Good. It was better than good. Oliver might be the best I’d ever had. But I wasn’t ready to admit something like that yet. So I rolled onto him, sitting up as I straddled his legs. “Pretty good. But now it’s your turn.”
CHAPTER 13
Oliver
I’d been massively unprepared for the way my body reacted to being deep inside Trinity. As she straddled my hips, sliding up and down my cock, I tried to hold back the surge of my release. My fingers wrapped around her waist, forcing her to slow down. She didn’t stop, just switched the angle, squeezing every time she pulled off me before slamming down again.
My body tensed, every part of me suspended in that magical moment that marked the point of no return. Gritting my teeth, I forced my hips up, meeting her thrust for thrust. Then I came… hard. So hard my legs shook, my butt clenched, my eyes rolled back in my head.
She stayed with me until I lowered my ass back down to the bed. Her hips stilled and she sprawled across me, both of us struggling to catch our breath. I trailed my fingertips over the smooth skin of her back. Neither of us spoke for several moments.
Finally, when my heartbeat had slowed to its regular rhythm, I brushed her hair away from her face. “You okay?”
“Mmm.” She rolled to her side. “Better than okay.”
Call it pride, or cockiness or attitude, but a surge of something welled up inside me. I’d put that grin on her face. Seeing that look of satisfaction, of pure pleasure I’d caused, made me want to start over and do it all again. But first, I grabbed a tissue from the nightstand and got up to take care of the condom. By the time I’d returned, Trinity sat on the edge of the bed, shoving her arms through the sleeves of her shirt.
“You want to stay? I can run you home in the morning.” I smoothed a hand over her hair.
“You sure? I’m not usually big on sleepovers.”
I glanced to the window where the inky darkness of night had dissolved into the hazy gray of pre-sunrise. “At this point, I think it would be more of a nap.”
“Okay, then. Are we doing this with or without clothes?” Her fingers rested on one of her buttons.
“I guess however you’re most comfortable.” I knelt on the bed then pulled her backward, so she laid down next to me. “But I prefer it off.”
“Figures.” She turned her back to me, but she did slip her arms out of the sleeves and toss her shirt toward a chair before she laid down again.
I nestled my front into her back, spooning around her. My arm draped over her ribs, my hand coming to rest alongside the fullness of her breast. Every part of her seemed the polar opposite of me. Her skin looked so pale against mine, her curves so soft along the hard muscles of my thighs. “This okay?”
She sighed, her shoulders rising and falling with her breath. “Yeah, actually, I think it is.”
“You sound surprised.”
“A bit.” She rolled toward me, lying on her back.
I shifted my hand to her stomach. “What are you thinking about?” I wasn’t typically one to engage in much pillow talk, but I’d also never been so intrigued by a woman. She had secrets, that was for sure. I didn’t expect one night together would magically make her open up, even if we had shared some mind-blowing sex. But for some reason, I wanted to get to know her better, even though I’d most likely be leaving soon.
“I don’t want it to be weird between us.”
Too late for that. But I didn’t want her to think I’d let it get to me. If she could move on like it was no big deal, I could too. “Why would it be weird?”
She twined her fingers with mine. “You know, we’re neighbors. I’m your boss’s landlord.”
“I think we can handle it.”
“You sure?”
I wasn’t sure. I wasn’t sure about anything. Wyatt’s offer had played through my mind all night. How was I supposed to sabotage Trinity’s plans? Even before we hooked up, I’d had reservations. But now, after being inside her… hell, I didn’t know if I could go through with it. Not even for the promise of a guaranteed job.
“Yeah, I’m sure. We’ll take it day by day. This doesn’t have to mean anything, right?” So we’d fucked. I’d had one-night stands before, and odds were, she had too. We could leave it at this—two people who’d enjoyed each other’s company for a night.
“Good. Because I’m not looking for anything more.” She turned her head toward me. Something about her tone, the way she worried her bottom lip with her teeth, made me think she wasn’t telling the whole truth.
“Me neither.” She might be feeling me out about it, but I meant it. There was no waver in my voice, no second-guessing my words. “Now go to sleep.”
Her gaze lingered on my face for a few beats before she turned back to her side and nestled into me. I flung my arm over her again, pulling her close, enjoying the way her ass felt against my cock, the way her hair smelled as it tickled my nose, and the way I could feel her heartbeat with my palm pressed against her chest.
