Page 164 of The Reason I Married Him
I press a kiss to her head one more time, then rest my head on the pillow, feeling wide awake and wired.
I lost control tonight, and I liked it.
I tasted her, and I loved it.
I crossed a big line, and I want so much more.
I’m utterly fucked.
I need to leave.
I need to run.
It has to be no earlier than five thirty, and I’m wide awake.
Thinking about last night.Allof last fucking night.
Talking with Aubree, touching her gorgeous hair freely, touching her soft, soft skin, moving my hips as she rocked over me...her clit in my mouth. Fuck, her taste. The sounds she made when she came. The look in her stunning eyes as she watched me from her knees. The feel of her hot, warm mouth around my cock.
Christ, just thinking about last night has me wired.
It’s why I need to leave and go for a run to get rid of some of this pent-up energy.
And stop. Thinking. About. Aubree.
I slip out of bed and grab a pair of running shorts from my bag. I don’t bother with a shirt because I end up taking it off anyway. I move to the bathroom, where I brush my teeth and change.
When I exit the bathroom, I glance over at Aubree, who has shifted on the bed, but she’s still sleeping, so I grab my running shoes and head out of the guest house, not wanting to make too much noise.
I shut the door behind me quietly and then take a seat on the stoop of the stairs, allowing the cold chill of the morning to hit my heated skin. It starts chilly, but it warms up quickly, especially when I start moving.
I slip on my socks and my shoes, taking my time to tie them as I still try to get my bearings. My body is exhausted, my mind is wired, and I’m battling with what the fuck to do with my current situation. I stare out at the rising sun, loving the orange light that settles over the horizon.
I drag my hand over my face and let out a deep breath.
How did this happen?
Over a month ago, I was going to lose the one thing that was most important to me, the cabin. And even though my heart felt tender, bruised, and broken, I was determined to keep my family’s legacy alive.Whatever it took.I’d fake it until I made it, so to speak.
And here I am, engaged again, yet under very different circumstances.
I’m not in love.
I’m in lust.
I’m not thinking about the future.
I’m daydreaming about the night before.
And I can’t get it out of my mind.
I can’t shake it.
My body hums for more.
My tongue begs for another taste.
My cock pleads for me to find her mouth again.
