One Beautiful Promise (Very Irresistible Bachelors 4)
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“Fuck, fuck.” I swelled inside her and came so hard that my vision faded.
And when Laney tightened around me, climaxing again, pleasure gripped me completely. I lost control of my limbs. My body jerked forward. All my muscles were burning, but I didn’t relent, didn’t slow down until we both rode out our climax.
Shifting to one side, I kept her pressed against me until she murmured, “I am not sure I need dinner anymore. Just this.”
“I like the sound of that, babe.”
She looked at me, smiling. “If you want to spoil me with your famous whole-body massage, I’m all up for it.”
“My pleasure. Just need to draw my breath.”
My cock twitched when I got rid of the condom. Laney was watching me intently, holding a pillow under her head. I lay on my back next to her, and she immediately moved her fingers down my abs.
“I liked being there with Skye today,” she said.
“Glad to hear that, babe. How was your time with Isabelle?”
“She likes the space but needs to crunch numbers first and see if she can afford it. Says she’ll ask for more tours. It’s harder than she expected.” Worry laced her voice.
“Isabelle’s tough. She’ll find something that works for her.”
“I know. Wish she’d let me lend her money so she wouldn’t have to account for every cent, but—”
“I think all we can do is support the people we care about in every way they let us.”
“You’re right.”
“I like this,” I said.
“What?”
“Having you in my bed, sharing how our day went, bouncing ideas off each other.”
She grinned, tapping her fingers over my sternum. “I like it too. I like you. You’re making it awfully difficult for me to climb out of bed.”
“I have a dangerous proposition. Don’t.”
She opened her mouth, closed it again. “So your idea of feeding me dinner is... starving me?”
“Sweetheart, my idea of dinner is eating you out. But we can get back to that after I feed you. I was going to suggest I bring you a tray to bed.”
She grinned. “Ohhh, I love the sound of that. But first things first. I want my whole-body massage. If you’re ready.”
“I am. Lie on your stomach.”
“Yes, sir.”
I grew semihard when she rolled on her stomach, putting that gorgeous ass right in front of me. Dinner could wait for a long time.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Laney
Upon researching the Winchester galas, I had a mini panic attack. The events were at a much grander scale than I’d imagined, not only in terms of the sheer number of attendees, but the dress code required. Isabelle and Tess had offered to go shopping with me, but honestly, carving out time for that was proving more difficult by the day.
After looking online at a few dresses, I realized th
at I couldn’t drop so much money on anything without trying it on first. That meant that I actually had to carve out time for a shopping trip. Ordering something online and then sending it back if it didn’t fit was even more of a hassle, though, so I was going shopping with Isabelle and Tess. After some back and forth messaging, we decided tonight was the night. Not that we had too much time left since the gala was in two days, but I wasn’t a big shopper, and I’d sort of forgotten I needed a dress.