‘You are fucking phenomenal, woman.’ I pull her against my chest as we both struggle to catch our breath.
‘You’re not so bad yourself.’ She nuzzles into my neck, inhaling my scent.
I press a kiss to her temple, reluctant to pull out of her. ‘That’s one way to get revenge on your cheating asshole husband.’
Her head jolts back from my neck until our eyes lock. ‘Is that what you think this was?’ She cocks her head to the side.
‘Isn’t it?’ I need to know what I’m dealing with here before I get in over my head. Okay, Okay... I’m in way over my head. I have been for a long time.
She pauses for a long beat, intelligent eyes flicking over my features then back to hold my stare. ‘It was me finally allowing myself the one thing in this world I want more thanI’ve ever wanted anything—you.’ Her voice is thick with emotion.
Relief floods through my body. I kiss her again, slowly, with a tenderness that I hope conveys all the things I can’t actually say.
Her pelvis rocks against mine, and her eyes fly open, boring straight into mine. ‘You ready to go again, Baby Beckett?’ She says in a teasing tone.
‘I was born ready for you, sweetheart.’ I cup her ass in my hands and lift her onto me until I’m supporting all her weight. She squeals as I stand, wrapping her legs around me. I stalk across the room towards the door. The bass pumps through my feet from the bar below.
‘Are you bringing me downstairs to fuck me in front of everyone?’ she jokes.
‘I would if I could, but it’s not that kind of club, unfortunately.’ I rest her back against the closed door. Her hands settle on my shoulders as I pump into her, sinking my face into her neck. She bucks back into me, grinding her pussy onto my cock. The tiny flutter in her tight little channel promises me she could come again.
My mouth meets hers. I could kiss her all fucking night and never get tired. We thrust and buck and claw like wild animals. It’s taking every inch of willpower I own not to come until she does. Finally she shrieks, ‘Rian,’ and fuck, I’m done. Hot ropes of cum shoot from my dick, deep into her core. Pleasure pulses through every single part of my body.
I’m so fucked.
So hopelessly fucked.
I was in love with her before, but now I’ve heard her call my name while she comes on my cock, I’m utterly fucking enamoured.
I hold her in my arms until both of our breathing resembles something like normality. Finally, I slide her slowly downuntil her gold stilettos meet the floor. Her hands linger on my bicep. Our eyes lock. Hers look slightly bashful.
‘Don’t pretend you’re shy now, Remington.’ I slap her ass playfully. ‘Not now you waltzed into my club and popped my bareback cherry.’
Her head tips back, and she laughs, long and hard. A real laugh. A grin stretches over my face.
‘Drink?’ I motion to the whiskey on the table. ‘I don’t have any champagne up here, but I can get you some.’
‘I’ll take a drop of the hard stuff.’
‘Again?’ I grab my crotch, and I’m rewarded with her laugh. The one that warms my insides.
She sashays towards the sofa, ass swaying like an invitation. I watch as my cum trickles down the inside of her thigh, and I swear it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I could hide up here with her all night. She reaches down to swipe her dress from the floor.
‘Don’t you dare,’ I warn her, snatching it from her hands. ‘We drink naked.’
‘What if someone comes in?’ Her head twists to the door.
‘You weren’t worried about that twenty minutes ago.’ I remind her, taking the top off the bottle of whiskey.
‘I wasn't worried about anything twenty minutes ago,’ she says quietly.
‘And you are now?’ I probe pouring two doubles. I think we’re going to need them.
She exhales a long, heavy sigh. ‘Yes and no. I don’t regret it.’
‘I’m sensing a but here.’ I hand her a drink and take a large sip of my own.
‘I will fuck you all day every day, Rian. I’m done denying myself. Anthony hasn’t denied himself a single thing since we got married.’ Her tongue darts out to wet her lips. ‘But I can’tleave him. I can’t.’ She shakes her head, like she’s reinforcing it to herself as much as me.