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He grinned. “Always like to be fair.”
She kissed him, nibbling on his lips and then moving along his jaw. When she bit his earlobe, he hissed. She was driving him crazy. Her hands were everywhere, and her tongue was leaving a trail of desire in its wake as she moved down his chest. She sucked first one nipple than the other. He tried to bring her lips back to his, but she refused. He moved to pull her hips to his, but she shook her head. Then she smiled.
She shifted her weight and lowered herself onto him slowly.
He was rock hard. “You’re so tight. You feel so damn good.”
Her movements were slow at first, but she gained speed until he couldn’t stand it. He reached up and grabbed her hips. This time she let him. He guided her down on top of him, faster, harder, rocking his hips to match her movements.
She opened her eyes and their gazes locked. He knew at that moment he would do everything in his power to keep her safe. She was his and his alone. She called his name as her sheathsqueezed the length of him. A couple more strokes, and he was there with her, his voice raw as he shouted her name. She fell across his chest, and the two of them lay there gasping for breath.
“That…was…incredible,” Dylan managed to huff out between breaths.
“Uh-huh.”
“I feel weak.”
Raleigh pushed up from his chest. “Does that mean there’s no round two?”
He grinned. “Not on your life,” he said and then whipped her onto her back and pinned her down. Her yelp of surprise ended in a fit of giggles. It was music to his ears.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Waking up naked with her limbs entangled with Dylan’s was just about the best thing on earth Raleigh could imagine. Warm, cozy, and content, she didn’t want open her eyes. She’d forgotten, life could be this good. Was it ever this good before? Not that she could remember.
Dylan’s hands started roaming over her body.
She giggled. “You’re awake.”
“Hmm. Maybe. Feels like I’m dreaming still.” He was pressed against her, and his cock was already hard.
“Feels like you’re already awake to me to me,” she teased as she grazed him with her hand.
“Can you blame me? I’m waking up next to you.” Dylan captured her mouth in a sweet kiss. Slowly he deepened it as he started to turn her towards him.
She pulled back. “Sorry, but it’s late and I need coffee I have to get ready for the wedding.” She sighed as she rolled off the bed.
Dylan groaned “It’ll be quick or not, whatever you like.” He grinned suggestively at her.
She laughed as she bent down and picked up Dylan’s t-shirt off the floor. “I will remind you that we’re also out of condoms.” Which is the real reason she was getting up. She pulled the t-shirt over her head.
Dylan groaned again.
“I’m making coffee. Get your butt out of bed.” Raleigh hummed to herself as she entered the kitchen. She grabbed the coffee pot and went through the usual routine, and minutes later the kitchen was filled with the smell of the delicious golden brew that kept her functioning most days.
She couldn’t stop smiling. She hadn’t felt this good since she moved to New York City. No, before that. She shrugged. She couldn’t remember ever feeling this good.
Grabbing two mugs from the cupboard, she filled each one and added milk to hers. Raleigh made her way back to the bedroom. “Hey, why aren’t you up yet?”
Dylan dragged himself up to a sitting position. “I worked hard last night. I’m tired.”
“Oh really?” she said with a hint of a smile. “I worked hard, too, but I’m up.”
“You’re just amazing.” He made a grab for her, but she deftly moved out of his reach.
“If I spill this coffee, you’re in big trouble, buddy!” She offered him a mug and then sat in the chair by the wall.
“Come closer,” he beckoned.
