Page 56 of Dangerous Encore
We stay a sticky, heaving mess, until she'sthere.
She groans against my chest, tugging at my hair, clawing atmyback.
I can feel her come in the way she pulsesaroundme.
It pushes me overtheedge.
I pull her closer. Fuck herharder.
I thrust through my orgasm. Pleasure overwhelms my senses. It makes the room warm. It makes the fuckinguniversewarm.
I don't stop until I've spilledeverydrop.
I set Bella down and I wrap my armsaroundher.
And she buries her head in my chest with a softexhale.
Right now, the rest of the worldisgone.
Right now, nothing elsematters.
* * *
After we shower together,Bella goes straight to her phone. Her expression hardens as she picksitup.
"Anything important?"Iask.
"It's Alessandra." She taps her cell and brings it toherear.
I study her expression like my life dependsonit.
Something iswrong.
Butwhat?
Her voice is soft. "I have to take care of this." She sets her phone on the counter and goes to the closet. She flips through her stable of work dresses and picks out a sleekblackone.
"You okay?"Iask.
"Yeah." She tosses her dress on the bed, drops her towel, pulls on a bra and panties. "Just tired. And nauseousagain."
"The cranberry sauce couldn't havehelped."
She presses her lips together. "I guess more isn't alwaysbetter."
I nod. "You see adoctoryet?"
"No. It's just the flu." Her voice is slightly hollow, like she's trying to convince herself. "I'll make an appointment Tuesday. After you leave. I need all the Joel Young Icanget."
"Yeah?"
She nods as she pulls on her dress. "I promise I'll make thisquick."
"I promise I'll make you come all fuckingnight."
She smiles. "I'm countingonit."
