CHAPTER SEVEN
Luisa—
Of course that’s his plan. Why would I think it was anything more? We’re just having fun. Friends with benefits.
I walk forward and stare at the bed, running my fingertips along the pristine cotton sheets with the fold marks in them.
I have to remind myself it can’t be anything more. I’m not a fool, after all, and Blue and I make no sense. Only… my heart tells me that’s a lie.
On one hand, I’m thrilled he wants to see me again. A lot more often, apparently. Enough to rent a place. On the other hand, my heart sinks at the thought that sex is all he’s interested in. Still, he went to all this trouble just to see me.
“We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to, Luisa. It’s a place for us to talk. Even if all we do is talk.”
I turn at his words. “Do you mean that?”
His Adam’s apple bobs, and his eyes search mine. “Yeah, if that’s all you want. Is it, Luisa?”
Instead of answering him, I take his face in my hands and haul his mouth to mine, letting my kiss be his answer. Judging by how quickly he sweeps me into his arms and carries me to the bed, it’s clear he got my message.
His body comes down on mine, and his hand brushes the hair from my face. I love the smile that lights up his face.
“You had me worried there for a minute, babe. Thought I’d blown the whole damn thing. Thought maybe you’d already gotten tired of me.”
“Tired of you?” I giggle. “Never. You’re the most exciting thing in my life. I think about you all the time.”
“Same. Gotta say, never had a woman affect me the way you do, Luisa. Not by a long shot.”
“Blue?”
“Yeah, darlin’?”
“Shut up and kiss me.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
It doesn’t take him long to strip us both, and soon his hot skin is pressed to mine, and it’s the most exquisite feeling. I moan into his mouth and wrap my legs around him.
His rough palm strokes up my thigh, and I can’t get enough of his touch. We kiss for a long time before he slides down my body, stopping to give my breasts plenty of attention before moving lower.
“You like when I go down on you, baby?” he asks, his gaze piercing mine. All I can do is nod, knowing the pleasure that’s soon to follow.
“Good, because I love doing it.” He buries his face between my thighs, and every thought in my head melts away. All I can concentrate on is his tongue doing all kinds of naughty things to me.
It’s not long before I’m thrashing, feeling a huge orgasm barreling toward me. He doesn’t stop, and lets me have it, soothing me with his mouth until I melt into the mattress in the aftermath.
When he pulls away, I gasp when he flips me over and his hands lock on my hips, dragging me up to my hands and knees.
He positions himself, spreading my knees wide with his, and then I hear him grab one of the condoms he’d tossed on the mattress when he took his clothes off.
There’s the crinkle of the wrapper and a moment later, he’s swirling the head of his cock around the opening of my wet pussy.
“You ready for me, babe?”
I nod, and a split second later, he’s thrusting inside me.
“Goddamn. That’s right where I’ve wanted to be since the moment you walked out those doors today.” He moans in his throat and begins a slow motion, withdrawing and surging back inside me, and I meet every thrust.
His hand presses between my shoulder blades, pushing my chest to the mattress while his grip on my hips keeps my ass in the air.
“That’s the way I like it. Beautiful. Look at my baby giving me everything.”
My heart melts when he calls me his baby. Am I his? I want to be.
Soon he grows more urgent, his breathing becomes labored, and our skin slaps together.
His hand snakes around my side, and his fingers toy with my sensitive clit. I gasp in a breath, and soon I’m right back up on that razor edge about to plunge over into ecstasy again. When it comes, it's sharper this time, and I cry out.
Blue goes solid behind me, reaching his own orgasm just after me. His grip on my hips tightens, and his chest bellows in and out. Then he releases me and drops onto the mattress beside me.
My legs slump straight, and I’m a melted heap of butter. With my cheek pressed to the sheet, I watch him, feeling dreamy and happy. I see a lot of afternoon trysts in my future.
When his breathing slows, he turns his head and looks at me. I’m smiling, and he grins, then rolls to his side and throws a leg over me.
“Fucking fantastic. Best I’ve ever had.”
My brows lift at that. “Do you say that to all the girls?”
“Nope. Not once. Just you.”
“Really?”
“I’m not lying.”
“Promise me you won’t ever lie to me, Blue. Will you do that?”
The smile fades from his face, and I’m sorry I said it.
He reaches up and brushes a lock of hair off my forehead. “I’ll try.”
I guess it’s the most I can hope for from a man like him.