Your One True Love (The Bennett Family 8)

“You’re beautiful. So perfect. So sexy,” he murmurs. “Oh, God, Caroline. You feel—”

A crease appears on his brow, and the set of his mouth is tight. I come the moment I feel him widen inside of me. I cry out, my inner muscles clenching so tight, I’m afraid I’ll pass out.

“Oh, fuck. That’s it. Come around my cock, beautiful.”

Tremors ripple through my body, my orgasm intensifying as I feel him finish too, feel his pleasure spread throughout me. He tucks me into him as we rock against each other.

Once we come back from cloud nine, he lowers me until my feet are on the shower floor. My thighs are quivering slightly. I’ll be sore tomorrow.

“Are you okay?” he inquires, his eyes searching me. I swallow twice, clearing my throat and finally finding my voice.

“Perfect.”

Chapter Seventeen

Daniel

She looks like a vision, walking around the kitchen in the early morning light wearing my shirt, unbuttoned. It reaches just below her ass, hiding it. I’ll remedy that in a second, but for now, I just want to enjoy this moment. She’s here. She’s mine.

“Holy crap,” she exclaims, whirling around. “I didn’t see you. You scared me. Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.”

Closing the distance to her, I wrap an arm around her waist, pulling her flush against me. Her thighs rub against my jeans, her breasts against my bare chest. Her nipples feel like pebbles. I lean into her, intending to kiss her, but she turns her head, offering me her cheek. “Caroline?”

“I have morning breath. I came straight to the kitchen to start the coffee machine. Didn’t shower or brush. You can’t kiss me like this.”

“You’re fucking adorable.” I kiss down her neck, push the shirt off one shoulder, nip at her skin.

“Dan... what are you doing?”

“Kissing every other inch of you, since your mouth is off-limits.”

She groans. “We can’t. Don’t tempt me. I have to leave for work in half an hour.”

“Call in sick.”

“I can’t take the day off. You can’t either. You run a company, remember? Go run one of ‘the most successful companies in the Bay.’”

The words sound familiar. “You’ve read that article?”

“Yeah, I did. Kept the magazine too. Though I found the article lacking. They didn’t mention your IQ, or that you were the best in our class, and at Stanford too. Blake told me. You’re the smartest person I’ve met.”

Knowing she thinks so highly of me is the best damn way to start the day.

“So go run your company. Go boss people around.”

“Today I just want to boss you around.” I give her ass a little smack, and she shudders against me.

With a shrug, she says, sounding a little nervous, “So you want to come by tonight? If you don’t have plans. Only if you want to. You don’t have to.”

“I want to.” I tilt her chin up and cup her face with one hand. “I want to see you every night. Don’t be so nervous around me.”

“I’m sorry. I guess... I’m just afraid of doing or saying the wrong thing.” A deep breath, another shy shrug. “I can’t believe you’re here, in my kitchen. That this is happening. That we’re happening.” She drops her head in her hands. “I’ll stop talking now. I’m embarrassing both of us.”

I run my nose from the crook of her neck to her ear, bite at her earlobe. “We are happening. And I want to spend as much time with you as possible. Caroline, whatever you need, just say it, ask for it. I’ll do the same. We’ll work everything out.”

“One awkward moment at a time.” She moans softly while I kiss back down her neck. “Dan, I need to go shower.”

Instead of letting go, I wrap my arms around her.