Chasing Him (Dark Love 4)
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We both slump to the ground, my head falling into his lap as I attempt to catch my breath.
“Can I ask a question?”
“You have more questions?” He is surprised.
“I’ll take that as a yes. Is it always like that… I mean, for you?”
“Always like what?”
“You know…” Suddenly I’m shy. “Like so unbelievably mind-blowing.”
He stirs, adjusting his pants then pulls my body back toward him. Guiding my mouth to his, I taste him, and he is delicious. The sweat is covering his face, and I just want to lick it off. God, sex sweat is like the hottest thing ever.
Julian pushes against me. “I’m still hard, what is that telling you?”
“That you’re a horndog who probably hasn’t gotten laid in a long time?”
“Uh… well, I guess you’re right about not getting laid in a long time, but that was my choice. I wanted you. I’ve wanted you since the night I went on that awful date, and I realized I was willing to wait until I had you.”
“Okay, so here you go again saying insanely hot things which make me want to do extremely bad things to you. Can we please get out of here and go back to the hotel? I have a plane that leaves in ten hours, and we have a lot of ground to make up.”
“Thought you’d never ask.” He grins.
His body presses into me as the sheets become tangled between us. It’s unfamiliar territory, and I find myself unable to stop the addiction which is soon becoming his body. Watching every move, every curve and flex of a muscle as he worships me and takes me to places I never knew existed. Sweat covers our bodies as we continue for hours until the sun rises, and the reality of my imminent departure feels heavy in the room.
I’m not tired, still on my sex high. How many times did I come? Fuck, who knows.
He pulls me in, and I spoon against him staring at the clock sitting on the bedside table.
“I have to get ready in two hours,” I tell him.
He kisses the top of my shoulder. “A lot can be done in two hours.”
I turn my head and smile. “How on earth does the soldier have it in him?”
“Don’t you worry your pretty little head. The soldier is just waiting for the green light again.”
He presses against me, hard as a rock. I feel the ache between my legs, but I’m extremely sore. I don’t want to refuse him, but I’m pretty sure my vagina resembles a battered lasagna.
I feel him curl into me, holding onto me tight. “Adriana, what’s going to happen with us?”
Normally, I’m the question asker.
I remain silent for a few seconds.
It’s a huge question.
“What do you want?” I whisper.
“I want you. All of you.” He holds onto me even tighter, my circulation in jeopardy. “I’m not here to replace Elijah. I just… I just want you.”
“It’s complicated, right?”
“I hate that it’s complicated.” He turns my body around, so I’m facing him. “Do you want me back in LA?”
“Yes… but…” Hesitating, I see the hurt in his face. “My brother and Charlie are my life. I don’t know how we’ll work without causing a shit-storm of epic proportions.”
“Neither do I, Adriana. I don’t want you to be at war with your family, but your brother… you know my feelings on him.”