“You do?” He was surprised. Figured she would be upset.
“Yes.” She nodded, her soft hair rubbing against his flesh. Arousal pulsed through him and he pushed it down. Would he ever get enough of her? “He was being protective of me.”
“True.” He smoothed his hand over her head, his fingers threading through the silky strands.
“Though I hope Alex understands what you mean to me,” she said, her voice hushed.
“And what do I mean to you?” His heart stalled in his chest.
She lifted her head, her expression slumberous, her eyes heated. “You mean everything to me.”
Lifting his head, he kissed her. She opened to him, her tongue sliding against his and just like that, he wanted her.
Desperately.
“You mean everything to me too,” he murmured against her lips when he broke the kiss. “I promise to never take Alex’s advice again.”
“Oh, you don’t have to go to that extreme.” She laughed. “Just…consult with me first.”
“As your attorney?”
“As my partner.” She smiled, gave him a quick kiss. “I’ll do whatever you tell me to do.”
He chuckled. “Yeah, right.”
“Well, in bed, I do.” She sent him a saucy wink.
“So if I tell you to get on your hands and knees right now, you’d do it?” His cock came to life at the mere suggestion.
Pulling away from him, she got into position, wagging her heart-shaped ass back and forth, practically in his face. “I’m ready for you.”
Jesus. Without hesitation he went to his knees, wrapped his hands about her hips and rubbed his erection against her plush backside. “I shouldn’t want to do this. We’ve been at it for hours.”
“You feel pretty ready.” She brushed against him, his cock sliding between her cheeks. “I’m only doing what you asked me to do.”
He grabbed the base of his cock and slid inside her easily. She was still wet from their earlier encounter, hot and tight and he groaned as he sank deep. “Damn, you feel good.”
She moved with him, slowly at first until she became downright frantic, bouncing against him, high-pitched whimpers escaping her with his every thrust. He grabbed her hips tight, holding her still as he pushed inside her again and again, driving them both straight into orgasmic oblivion.
They collapsed onto the mattress, sweaty skin and limbs tangled, heavy pants and shivery skin. Pushing the damp hair away from her forehead, he kissed her there, letting his lips linger. “Love you,” he murmured.
She snuggled close. “I love you too. Pervert.”
“I happen to like perverts.” She’d said that to him not too long ago.
Smiling, she kissed him. “So do I,” she whispered.
Chapter Nineteen
Six months later
“You certainly know how to throw a party.”
Stasia turned to find Rhett and Gabriella standing before her, both of them smiling, so beautiful in their evening finery. “I’m so glad you could make it tonight.” She hugged them both.
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Ella said as they drew apart from each other. “So many people are here.”
“I know.” Nerves bounced in her stomach as she glanced around. “I hope we don’t run out of champagne.”