Page 64 of Never and Always
“Six.”
Definitely time to get my day started. But honestly, facing calls, video meetings, and worrying about Chance didn’t fire me up all that much. I let out a gusty sigh. “I should get moving. I have a call with Hong Kong a bit later.” I started to sit up.
Those strong arms tightened, then he rolled, pinning me under him.
I looked up into his handsome face. Because I could, I ran my hands up his back. “You trapping me here, Murray?”
“Maybe. I like you here.” He ran his nose along mine, then his lips brushed my jaw.
Yes, I heard warning bells ringing in my head, but I ignored them.
I was pretty damn tired of fighting against the one thing in my life that actually felt good.
His head lifted, and we stared at each other. I slid my hands under his T-shirt, almost moaning aloud at the feel of warm, smooth skin. His hand skimmed down my side, then found where my shirt had ridden up. His fingers moved over my belly.
“This is probably still a bad idea,” I murmured.
“You going to give me the “we’re total opposites” speech, again?”
“I was thinking about it.”
His fingers danced over my skin, leaving goosebumps. “I don’t care what we are, I just know I like this.”
“Me too.” I moved, rocking into his hard body. I saw his lips curve, then his fingers toyed with the waistband of my pants. I was in a fog. A glorious, warm, Everett-induced fog. I lifted my hips.
He accepted the invitation.
His mouth took mine. The kiss was long and drugging. His tongue demanded access, and I opened for him. I slid my hands in his thick hair, moaning as I kissed him back. God, I really loved his hair.
Then his hand glided lower across my belly and dipped inside my loose pants, then inside my panties.
I gasped into his mouth. His fingers stroked where I was oh, so wet. I rocked against him, his fingers dipping inside me before they circled my clit. Pleasure, warm and insistent, sparked through me. Breaking the kiss, I arched my neck, not able to hold in my husky cries.
“So damn beautiful,” he said on a groan. “All wet and warm for me.”
“Everett…” My voice was a breathy moan.
He kept stroking. I felt his gaze lock on my face, like he couldn’t look away.
Then with a few more strokes and a pinch, I came. My release rocketed through me and I moaned loudly. Panting, I pressed my face to his neck, pleasure still shuddering through me.
He held me close. “Perfect way to start the day.”
I smiled. I couldn’t argue. Hell, I couldn’t remember the last time I’d had an orgasm. I think my vibrator was gathering dust in my suitcase.
“Now you can start your day.” He patted my hip.
I lifted my head. “I don’t think so.”
His brows drew together.
I nudged my hip against the very hard cock jabbing into my belly. I was desperate to see it. I had no doubt it would match the rest of his gorgeous body. “Now, it’s your turn.”
His lips curled. “No, babe, I’m fine. That was all for you.”
My stupid heart squeezed. “You’re being a good guy again.”
“Babe, Iama good guy, you just haven’t realized it yet.”
