Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 54055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
“You can say that again.”
I couldn’t help it, I laughed again. “But you still want me?”
“I don’t just want you Lucy, I need you. This isn’t just sex, though that part is pretty great.” His lips curled into a contagious grin.
“It is,” I agreed honestly.
“But that’s not all, Lucy. I need you to know that. I’m not sure what we will become or what we can become, but I’d like time to explore it.”
Hell yes. “What does that mean?”
He smiled. “It means we spend more time together,” he answered and scooted over to the middle sofa cushion. “Go on dates.” He slid over a little more. “Sneak in kisses when we can.” He slid over until he was pressed against my side. “Get to know each other.” His hand cupped the side of my face as he lowered his mouth to mine and the kiss was so sweet it brought tears to my eyes. Within that kiss was a million promises, and my heart was hopeful that Dante wanted to fulfill them all. I slid onto his lap and speared my fingers through his hair, melting into his kiss and his touch.
“Dante.” My words came out breathless and I pressed my forehead to his. “I want you too.”
He huffed out a laugh and gripped my hips tight. “Good, because I want you right now, so fucking bad I’m not sure I’ll last very long.”
“As long as we both get what we need, I don’t care. Let’s go to the bedroom, Dante.” He did and we stayed there for the rest of the night.
And a good part of the next morning.
Chapter 32
Dante
Lying in my bed in my home with Lucy was the best I’d felt in a long time. Sure, my career was rewarding and I treasured the time I was able to spend with Lena, but this right here with Lucy? It was just for me. Every inch of her warm, naked body was pressed against mine, one hand rested over my heart and I had never felt so relaxed. I hadn’t felt this good since before I proposed to my ex-wife.
She was perfect for me in every way, and being with her for the past two weeks made me feel different. Better. I was still irritable, and that probably wouldn’t change, but I felt different. Lucy wasn’t just full of sunshine and rainbows, she was also a serious person with a deep intelligence that made the times between orgasms just as special. The sound of her laughter was the best thing ever, and despite being her “favorite grump” I went out of my way to hear that sound as much as possible.
“Your heart is racing pretty quickly, Mr. Rush.” The good humor in Lucy’s voice was punctuated by a husky laugh. “Something on your mind?”
I turned over so that my body covered hers and pressed my lips to that spot right behind her ear, the spot that made her shiver and arch into me. “Yeah, it’s you Lucy. You’re on my mind. Always.”
She laughed again and massaged her fingertips into the nape of my neck as she tilted her head back to give me better access to her. “Yeah? Because I was just thinking about you too. You and your magical mouth.”
The way she hummed her approval deep in her throat sent all the blood rushing to my cock. “I love these curves,” I told her and kissed my way down her body, enjoying every inch of her soft skin. The dip in her waist, the soft flesh of her belly, the way her thigh muscles coiled under my touch. “I wish I had a full weekend, maybe a whole month, to worship them.”
She purred her approval at my words and gripped my hair tight until I sat up and looked at her. “No one has ever said that to me before.”
My brows threaded into a frown. “That can’t be.” I shook my head. It was completely unbelievable that there were men on this planet who got to experience all of this and didn’t appreciate it.
“It is, trust me.” There was something in her eyes, a mixture of sadness and affection that touched me in that spot buried deep in my chest. “You see me differently.”
I shook my head. “No Lucy, I see you. Just as you are.”
Her lips curled into a slow, sexy smile. “Dante.”
I pressed my lips to her belly and made my way lower and lower until her soft thighs cradled my shoulders. “I’m sorry you’ve dated so many idiots Lucy, but I’m happy that you were free when you came to me.”
“Sweet and grumpy,” she purred when I parted her lower lips and blew a gust of air on her clit. “My new favorite combination. Better than peanut butter and chocolate.”
“Peanut butter and chocolate,” I murmured and slicked my tongue along her damp folds in one long stroke that had her leaning into me. “Sounds like a combination I can work with.” I smiled as I teased her with my tongue, the sounds she made spiked my arousal, but my tongue refused to leave her sweet honey.