Chapter 28
Paige
F ucking is what I call what happened last night. Once we close the bedroom door shut behind us; every kiss and thrust is claiming. His words are sinfully possessive.
I came almost immediately when he pinned me against the wall, fucking me with knee-high boots still on, and drove deeper than ever before. He looked into my eyes softly and whispered I love you before pulling out and having me drop to my knees to swallow his release. As far as dinner dates go, waking up with a pleasant ache between my thighs was all this girl really needs.
I roll over to where Seth has been sleeping, which is empty, and a piece of paper is on the pillow. I pull it towards me, lying flat on my back.
I went to grab some breakfast. Be back soon.
Seth.
I lay the note down on my rumbling stomach and smile.
Calm.
Safe.
Loved.
In the rare moment of peace, I drift back to sleep, remembering when Seth bent me over my bed last night.
I feel soft, gentle kisses on my shoulder and the warmth of a body pressing against my back. His needy cock, clearly interested as his lips find my neck. His fingers slowly teased me between my thighs. A small moan escapes my lips.
“Graham.”
He gently grazes my ear with his teeth, and I reach behind me, gripping his rigid cock firmly.
“I want you, Paige.”
He whispers in my ear as his hand rests between my thighs. I moan at his words and begin to firmly stroke his cock. He bites my shoulder, and I moan again, pumping him faster as his finger slides into my soaked pussy.
I shoot straight up in bed. Confusion and a need for release flood my senses. I am so turned on that a slight touch would make me erupt. I try to even out my breath and close my eyes.
A dream! A very real and intense dream.
Guilt begins to sit heavy in my gut. I’m unsure how I feel about wanting Graham more than I have ever wanted Seth. I throw my sheets off and head toward the bathroom, splashing my face with cold water before quickly using the restroom. I need a shower but will settle for a sexy one with Seth instead.
I grab Seth’s undershirt off the floor and pull it over my naked body. His natural scent lingers, and I pull a piece of the shirt towards my nose and inhale deeply. My lashes flutter in lust as I attempt to erase the thought of Graham’s cock as I hear my door open.
“Morning, gorgeous,” Seth purrs with a devilish smile spread across his lips.
His deep, gem-like blue eyes dance with so many emotions, and I feel like an asshole.
I smile softly at his words before hopping back to the bed, completely losing myself. As his body clears the doorway, I realize he is carrying a tray Bre usually stores in the hall closet. Iced coffee of some kind is in a plastic cup. The straw is still wrapped on the tray with a silverware packet next to a plate overflowing with eggs and bacon. Soggy-looking white toast next to a black box and a vase with a few different colored daisies. I smile, widening my eyes at the small black ring-like box. A slight flicker of fear fills my chest as Seth speaks.
“I got you a small gift for a late birthday present.”
A soft touch along my jaw brings my eyes back to his. The most beautiful smile spreads across his lips.
I try to calm my shaking hands. My fingertips barely function as I fumble with the box. Seth lets out a little laugh, lifts the box towards me, and opens it. A beautiful, simple silver necklace and a small daisy pendant are displayed. I lift my hair in response and shower him with kisses. He clasps the necklace around my neck before kissing my ear.
“I knew daisies were your favorite.”
I smile and kiss him deeply. I don’t have the heart to tell him my favorite flowers are tulips. Instead, I focus on the feel of his hands moving into my hair, moaning softly.
“Shower?”
Without skipping a beat, he lifts me to him, and we lose ourselves in the shower.