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I struggle to contain my passion. I already came once, and I want so badly to look at him. To study him. To remember this moment that I’m afraid I’ll lose if I go nuclear again.
He buries his face in my hair, smelling me deeply as he kneads my breasts. I feel him everywhere, all at once.
It’s amazing how his cock is perfectly angled to hit not only my g-spot but my throbbing clit. Sex toys have nothing on this man. Nothing does.
“Don’t hold back, Alysanne.” Chad kisses me full on the lips. “I want to look in your eyes as you come.”
The pleasure he triggers within me ignites a spark, and my body rushes to release again.
He watches me the entire time. With lust. With curiosity. With reverence.
He slows, and I feel his hot cum flooding me, seeping out.
When he’s finally done, he exhales sharply, extracting himself from my channel.
“Fuck, Alysanne,” he mutters under his breath.
“Am I crazy, or was that amazing?”
He looks at me with a lifted brow. “Jesus Christ, it was something.”
I stretch my body, then get up to use the washroom. I have two hours before my flight back to New York City, and I still have to pack.
I risk a glance at my phone, seeing several messages from Slate asking what the hell happened between me and Major Hutton.
And suddenly, my after sex glow dims.
“So, what now?” Chadwick disposes of the condom and pulls on his clothes.
“Ummm…I guess we go our separate ways.”
He nods slowly. “Okay.”
As I pack my things, Chadwick watches me, his gaze drinking me in. There’s an electricity in the air that we dare not acknowledge. It’s impossible to say what would happen if we did.
“What if we didn’t go our separate ways?” Chadwick asks. “What if we met up for dinner some time?”
My brow shoots upward, but I should hardly be surprised. Our chemistry is undeniable. It’s not our fault that we’re star-crossed lovers.
“I don’t know…” I look down guiltily, as though I’ve done something wrong.
Seeing Chadwick Archibald again is certainly not something my body would object to, but the complications that arise with any lingering connection are too great to bear.
Both our families have contracts with the military, so of course the government would casually throw around words like antitrust and price-fixing in an effort to negotiate better terms. My father would be livid…
And with his recent heart attack, I can’t put any more stress on him.
“So, this was just a one-time thing?”
I nod my head, avoiding his gaze. “Yeah…”
He stands a few feet away, looking at me. I wish he’d just leave so I never have to see him again.
But deep down, I know I’m lying to myself.
The truth is, Chadwick is handsome, kind, chivalrous, and sizzling between the sheets, but there is no place for him in my world or for me in his.
“Well then, it was nice getting to know you, Erica.”
