Chapter 36
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L et’s see if Chad can pick up on what I’m putting down. I know I said he could signal he wants a quickie by turning his hat backward, but I want one right now. Glancing out the kitchen window, I smile, seeing him approach.
“Little bunny,” he whispers with an intensity burning in his eyes. “Quicker than quick.”
Chad squeezes my waist before tossing me over his shoulder and carrying me out of the kitchen. I nearly squeal in anticipation of the thrill. He sets me down in what looks like a guest bedroom and immediately wraps his hand around my neck, pinning me against the door.
“What’s got you so turned on?” he breathes into my ear and presses kiss after kiss on my neck. His hand stays firmly in place, while the other trails up my thigh.
“This life.”
“This life?”
“Yeah ... how perfect it feels.”
He grumbles, dipping his fingers beneath my underwear. I flinch at the touch as he wastes no time fingering me while also stimulating my clit.
“I thought you were going to fuck me against the wall,” I pant, loving the way he touches me.
“You’re the horny one. You need to come.”
“Need?”
“Yes. When we get home, we’re doing that scene you were telling me about.”
I love him.
Smiling as his lips tenderly kiss my neck and as his fingers do exactly what I want, I close my eyes, enjoying how this current fantasy is unfolding.
“Anna,” he says low, and I flick open my eyes. “You’re so fucking wet. I need to taste you.”
Eating me out in my landlord’s guest bedroom? “I don’t know.”
“You’re afraid now?” Chad laughs, but the sex in his eyes. He wants to do it. I look over at the bed, unsure.
“I don’t think that will be quick.”
He grumbles in agreement as his thumb caresses my throat, moving back and forth while his eyes lock onto mine. I lean against the wall, starting to lose myself in the sensation of Chad’s fingers inside me.
“What?” I ask, sensing he wants to say something.
He bites his lip, then kisses me deep. This kiss is commanding. He’s taking my lips as his fingers fuck me relentlessly hard. “Come for me,” he barely says, pulling back. “Silently.”
Why does that turn me on even more?
“Don’t you dare …” Chad’s lips move to my ear, “make one fucking sound.”
“A—” His lips crash into mine, cutting me off as I teeter on the edge. I bite down on his lip hard, so close.
“You are everything,” he manages to get out as I continue to bite down. Chad’s grip tightens on my throat, reaching the agreed-upon limit, and I can barely breathe before I feel my contractions on his fingers.
He kisses my forehead before slipping the two fingers that were inside me into his mouth. “More of this later. Go open that wine.”
I turn for the door handle, smirking and excited for later.
“One more thing,” Chad says, and I look back. “I love you.”
My eyes immediately well with happy tears. Memories of him in the Easter bunny costume and even before that—when he’d come into the restaurant, always fun, always bringing a smile to my face—rush through my mind. There wasn’t a lack of options in town; he was under my nose the whole time.
“I love you too.”