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“Yeah, I know.” I smirked as I stroked his cock while he kept his hold on my hair. “That’s the point.”
It almost felt like surrender when he relaxed his grip and collapsed his head back into the pillow to let me continue what I’d started.
It didn’t take long before his body went taut, his hands twisting in the sheets as he tried to warn me between rough breaths. “I’m gonna come…”
I took him deeper so he knew I was with him all the way. His voice broke on a sound that was half-groan, half-my-name, and then I felt him spurt against the back of my throat.
I swallowed every drop before I drew back with a satisfied smile, brushing my thumb across the corner of my mouth while he watched me, limp and dazed, like his body didn’t know how to move.
“You…” he whispered as he stroked my hair. “Are going to be my undoing.”
Too late,I thought.I already was.
Chapter Forty-One
Jade
I woke up and turned over to find Brian where I usually did in the mornings, sitting up in bed—shirtless—reading something on his phone with his other hand on my ass or my hip, depending on my position.
I’d tried telling myself it was waking up to the sound of the ocean that put me in such a good mood, but I knew that wasn’t really it. We could be in the middle of the desert and seeing him first thing in the morning would make me happy.
He smiled when he noticed I was awake and staring at him. “Good morning, Sunshine.”
“Good morning, Sergeant O’.”
He shot me a wink. “I aim to please, baby.”
I got out of bed and pulled the curtains open to admire the sun shining on the ocean.
“Should we stay in or go out for breakfast?”
“I used the last of the eggs and bread yesterday, so our choices are limited if we don’t go out.”
“So, breakfast at the little diner, followed by a trip to the grocery store, then the beach?”
His mouth lifted in a crooked grin. “Another day in paradise.”
Except we had a cloud hanging over us that neither of us mentioned.
I leaned my hip against the windowsill and looked back at him. He was still watching me, phone forgotten on his lap.
“What?” I asked.
“Nothing.” His grin deepened. “Just enjoying the view.”
I shook my head, pretending I wasn’t secretly thrilled by how easily he said things like that. “You’re impossible.”
“Maybe,” he said, sliding out of bed and stretching until his muscles pulled tight. “But you keep me around anyway.”
I pretended to busy myself with straightening the curtains, because if I stared at him half-naked much longer, breakfast was never happening.
Brian came up behind me at the window, sliding his arms around my waist. His chest was warm against my back, his stubble rough where he kissed my shoulder.
“Another day in paradise.”
“I like paradise with you.” The words slipped out before I could stop them.
He grinned against my skin, like I’d just handed him the best line he’d ever heard. “Careful, Sunshine. Keep talking like that, and I might start to think you want to keep me around.”
