Chapter Nineteen #2
He cut her off by driving deep inside her on a hard upward thrust, savoring, his eyes shut, the scream she let loose. Heaven. I never want to leave here . Now. This morning with her. “Now you know, huh? Now you know I can’t stop thinking about you even when I’m asleep.”
She gasped as he rolled his hips. “I think about you, too.”
“Not like I think about you. Impossible.” He gripped her ass, molding it with his hands, remembering the promise he’d made her the night of the bachelor party.
The first time you ride me, I’m going to grip your ass just like this.
I’m going to move you where I want you. How fast. How slow.
It’ll all be up to me and this grip. He remembered his promise word for word because he’d been fantasizing about it ever since his subconscious had created the image.
Now, he fell back onto the bed and pumped his hips into her twice.
“You’ll be thinking about me a lot more after this, won’t you? Move .”
Eyes lit up with challenge, she braced her hands on his shoulders. She lifted, lifted until he was only partially buried inside her, then she came down on him hard .
“ Fuck, ” he grated. With her thighs spread wide on either side of him, she worked him up and down, breathy whimpers filling the air between them.
The look on her face summed up how he felt.
In disbelief that something could feel this good and right.
His need for more took over then. He’d woken up to this and hadn’t had time to anticipate the avalanche of lust she always shot him full of.
Slow and sweet wouldn’t be happening this morning.
Maybe never where he and Roxy were concerned.
He urged her to move faster, up and back.
She liked that, he could tell by the way her breath caught, the way her eyes squeezed shut.
It rubbed her against him, stroked that spot he’d used to set her off earlier with his fingers.
But he knew her, he knew she liked hard and fast. Same as him.
He tightened his hold on her ass and let her bounce a few times, while thrusting up to meet her.
She sobbed loudly. “Yes. More, Louis. Faster.”
God, he loved those words coming from her mouth. He’d never get tired of them. “How fast, baby?” He kept her elevated above his hips and drove up into her hard and quick, over and over, the sound of smacking flesh making him even harder. “How’s that feel? You want it faster?”
It was too late, though. She clenched up around him, her thighs shaking and flexing as she cried out. “Oh God, oh God, oh God .”
Unable to give her even a second to recover, he flipped her onto her back.
His blood raced through his veins, a roaring took up residence in his ears.
Need her. I fucking need her . He locked their hands together and pinned them over her head, burying himself deeper inside her on a growl.
“Just you and me from now on, Rox. No one else. Ever. Just each other, okay?”
She looked up at him through cloudy eyes, or maybe his own were cloudy. He was too far gone to tell. Only knew she was everything, this moment was everything, and he couldn’t be without her. No fucking way. She locked her ankles at the small of his back and nodded. “You and me, Louis.”
He buried his face against her neck and gave himself over to relief, chanting her name as he went off inside her.
With her arms wrapped around his back, thighs squeezing his waist, he’d never felt so powerful, while at the same time feeling completely helpless.
Without her, he’d never have felt this. He required her.
Another person. He’d never expected to feel that way in his life.
They lay that way, bodies fused together, for what felt like hours, but it still went too quickly.
Sunlight slowly filled the room as he focused on her breathing, perfectly content to let her trail her fingers up and down his back for the rest of his life if she would agree to it.
He finally threw a resentful glance at his bedside clock, sickened when he realized he only had half an hour to shower and get to work.
Roxy must have interpreted his sigh correctly, because she slapped his ass and rolled out from under him.
“Get moving, McNally. Someone has to save the world, and it’s not going to be me.”
You save my world . “I think I’m coming down with a cold.” He gave a fake cough and shivered. “I’d hate to get everyone in the office sick.”
“I take back what I said about your acting skills.”
She smiled at him over her shoulder, and it pummeled him in the gut.
Sunlight lit her eyes up so they were almost translucent .
.. made the skin of her bare back glow.
He wondered if she had any idea how beautiful she was.
Especially this morning, when the barrier he’d always sensed in her seemed to have fallen.
She seemed lighter, more open. It made his chest ache. “What are you doing today?”
Was it his imagination, or did her spine stiffen?
“I’ve got some practicing to do before my rehearsal tonight.
I need to know the lines backwards and forwards.
” His lawyer’s sense was dinging, telling him he was missing something.
He didn’t have the chance to ask before she continued.
“I can come over and watch Arrested Development with you later, though.”
Louis started to respond with hell yes before remembering Lena was cooking tonight.
“Shit. I can’t tonight. I have a family dinner thing.
” This is where he would invite his girlfriend to join.
That realization blinked on in his head like a lightbulb, although he had no idea why, since he’d never dated anyone exclusively.
At least not since middle school. His instincts were telling him this is what boyfriends did when they were serious about a girl.
They introduced said girl to their family.
Even now, he could kind of sense a question in Roxy’s silence.
This would be his chance to make her feel secure, to prove he wanted the real thing.
But he couldn’t. Not yet.
He flat out refused to bring her around Fletcher after what he’d said.
If that prick looked at her the wrong way, Louis would lose his ever-loving mind.
Worse, it would make Roxy uncomfortable, seeing Fletcher again, remembering she’d almost given him a lap dance.
He didn’t want to blow his first time bringing her home, and this would only end badly.
Lena would know something was up the second Fletcher and Roxy stood in the same room.
His sister might have a screw loose, but she sniffed out drama like a bloodhound.
No, the first time he introduced Roxy to his family, he didn’t want to leave any room for failure. He wouldn’t fail when it came to her.
“I, uh ...” He swiped a hand through his hair, knowing he’d let the silence go on too long. How had she gotten dressed so quickly? How long had he just been sitting there? “Maybe you can come next time?”
Her smile looked like it might crack. Dammit, he’d fucked up. He’d already fucked up. “We’ll see. Family dinners aren’t really my thing. I’m going to go ... there’s a crosstown bus leaving in ...”
She didn’t even bother to finish her sentence before she sailed from the room. Louis sat there stunned for a moment before taking off after her. “ Rox .”
“What?”
She paused with her hand on the doorknob.
This was it. He needed to tell her the truth, but he dreaded the outcome too much.
On their first date, she’d been horrified when he’d told her Fletcher was engaged to his sister.
She’d thought seeing Louis past that night was pointless, when his future family member knew her as a stripper.
If he told her he didn’t want her around Fletcher, he’d only be justifying her worry.
No way would he tell her what Fletcher had said, either.
He wouldn’t upset her with that garbage.
He had to take care of this situation before he brought her around his family. And he would. It would happen.
“What is it, Louis?”
A knot formed in his throat. “I’ll call you.”
The door clicked shut on his final word.