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“Don’t you dare regret this,” I warn him.
He goes still, holding my hips like he needs them to balance. He doesn’t say anything while he catches his breath, and I close my eyes again, hating that he probablyisregretting this.
Which is a total travesty, because that sex was amazing.
Fast and frantic and…
It was more than amazing!
I’ve never felt a connection like this to someone. And I don’t want to go back to the way things were before he kissed me.
Gently slipping out of me, Grady gives my ass a soft pat and turns away. I shuffle around, hiking up my pants and ignoring the squelchy mess running down my inner thigh.
“Look,” I snap at his back, then close my eyes with a sigh. “Grady.” I soften my voice to a whisper, opening my eyes, and am relieved to see him looking at me.
He’s hitched his pants but hasn’t done up the fly yet. His cock is tucked back into his pants, still a little hard and tenting his boxer briefs.
I force my eyes away from it and look at his face instead. His beautiful, strong face.
He’s standing there staring at me, so stoic, yet there’s an obvious battle raging within him.
“Grady,” I repeat. “Please don’t ruin this moment. It was amazing and mind-blowing, and I wanted it.” Letting out another soft sigh, I flick my hand at him. “I want you. Over and over. I want you.”
Closing his eyes, he dips his chin and nods. “I want you too.”
Moving toward him, I rest my hand on his chest and coax his eyes back open with a soft kiss to his chin. Cupping his cheek, I rub my thumb along his cheekbone. “I get that you don’t want to hurt Wily, but we obviously can’t resist each other. And I’m not ready to go back yet, so let’s just have a torrid forest affair.”
His hands move to my hips, resting there like that’s where they belong. His brown eyes search my face, his expression skeptical when he whispers, “An affair?”
“Yes.” I grin up at him. “It would be exciting, you know? I’ve never had an affair, but the idea of a few days of passionate, hot sex to get it out of our systems sounds pretty damn good to me.”
“A fling.”
“Yes. And then when we get back to Nolan, things can return to normal.”
His forehead wrinkles into a frown, and I reach up to smooth the lines away.
“It’s just the two of us here, Grady. No one has to know.”
“I’ll know.”
“It’ll be our little secret. Wily will never find out, and it won’t hurt him because this is just a snapshot in time.” I grin, beseeching him with my hopefully persuasive gaze. “Let’s just give in to this and stop fighting. I like having sex with you, and you obviously like having it with me, right?”
His lips twitch as he gives me an emphatic nod.
“So let’s just have each other already.” Reaching up, I press my lips to his, waiting for the response I am so desperate for.
He’s no doubt thinking this through, and I am goingto keep my mouth on his while he does that, because I need him to say?—
“Fine,” he mumbles, his hand cupping the back of my neck as he slides his tongue into my mouth and makes my fucking day!
CHAPTER 37
GRADY
An affair. A fling. A secret romance with an expiration date.
It’s not my style.
