Or ever.
He fumbles with the buttons on my dress, equally impatient to get me naked. Before he has a chance to rip my dress open, I take over for him while he shucks the shirt off his shoulders and tosses it to the floor.
Our clothes are removed in record time…and we’re kissing.
Kissing like there’s no yesterday, no tomorrow.
Kissing like every word that sears us to the core is revealed with each demanding kiss.
Jayden pauses long enough to sheath his cock with the condom from his wallet. One of the few remaining condoms we’d bought in the resort gift shop the other day.
His teeth gently bite my neck, marking me as his.
But at the same time, I get the feeling that despite what he said about being in love with me, this will be our last time together.
I can’t be with a man who isn’t supportive of my career choice.
Can’t be with a man who wants me to be less than who I am.
His fingers shift to between my legs, and he strokes me, teases me, drives me utterly insane with need. I can’t remember the last time I was this wet, the last time my legs threatened to buckle under me from sheer pleasure.
“I need you inside me!” is all I’m capable of saying.
Jayden bends slightly at the knees, wraps his hands behind my thighs, and hoists me up, so my legs hook around his hips. He flinches, the pain in his arm bothering him, but not enough to lower me to my feet.
The expression in his eyes warns me not to say anything because no matter what, it’s too late to stop this fire burning between us.
He positions his thick tip against my entrance and thrusts inside me.
I cry out, my head falling back on the padding behind me.
Jayden keeps going, pushing his hips against me, his hard length filling me. His body slaps again and again into the most sensitive part of me, taking me closer and closer to the edge.
Until I have nowhere left to go.
My inner muscles clench down, sending me to a new stratosphere—and I scream out.
Jayden flexes his hips several more times, burying himself deeper inside me.
Aftershocks sweep through my body, begging Jayden to join me. The last thrust of his hips is met with a guttural grunt.
And I melt into liquid heat.
He stays still, my head on his shoulder, as we wait to regain our breaths.
To regain all awareness.
I don’t want this moment to end, but it also can’t go on forever. It’s time I move on when it comes to my feelings for him.
But as those words take shape in my mind, my heart cracks from the pain of them. Because when it comes down to it, I’m in love with Jayden.
I have been for a while.
I was just too stubborn to admit it to myself until now.
He removes himself from me and lowers me to the ground. I collect my clothes. He deals with the condom.
Both of us ignore the white elephant in the room, watching us with great interest.
