“Oh my God,” she whispered. Delaney started moving her hips back and forth, grinding her pussy on his hand with faster motions.
He wanted to keep going, wanted her to come all over his fingers, to get off right at this party, for him, because she couldn’t help herself.
But finding reserve and self-control, he pulled away from her only an inch. She made this soft sound of disappointment, and he fucking loved that. He lifted his hand, feeling her pussy cream coating his fingers, and showed her the product of what they’d just done. She was breathing harder now, and when he moved his fingers closer to his mouth he heard her stop breathing altogether.
He licked her cream off, groaning at how sweet she was.
“Tell me,” he demanded.
“I want you inside of me.”
He lifted his hand and ran his thumb over her bottom lip, loving the little sound she made. When he dipped his finger into her mouth and looked into her eyes, he watched the plethora of emotions cross her face.
She wrapped her lips around the digits, licked at his flesh, and moaned softly. He pulled his hand away and cupped her chin, holding her immobile.
He moved an inch closer, ground his cock against her belly, and placed his lips so close to hers he knew once he started speaking they’d brush together.
“Baby, I’ll admit something to you that I’ve never said to anyone.” He paused before continuing. “You’ve had a power over me since the moment I saw you.” And then he crushed his mouth to hers and kissed her like he was starving.
And he was. But only for Delaney. Only ever for her.
Chapter 18
A couple of days later on Christmas Eve, Ivan stared down at the ring he’d purchased for her. Yes, it was an engagement ring but considering how fast their feelings had changed for one another, he knew it was the right thing.
He’d dropped Delaney off at home last night and gone to the most exclusive boutique to find the perfect ring.
He wanted people to see the ring and to know Delaney belonged to him.
Now, sitting in his car, ready to go and see her, he had to wonder what the hell he was doing.
Marriage was a huge step.
Their bosses didn’t care about their relationship. In fact, after their little escape at the party, their bosses had been waiting to congratulate them. They expected good things from the two of them.
To Ivan, he wanted to share the promotion with her.
No, not just the promotion.
He wanted to share everything with her and that included his life.
Staring up at her apartment building, he couldn’t believe he was still sitting outside in the street when he could be inside, enjoying a hot cup of cocoa.
Delaney didn’t know he intended to visit her today.
He tried to clear the fog that seemed to be filling his head of late.
“What the hell are you doing, Ivan? You hated each other a couple of weeks ago. Not a lot has changed.”
Only, it had.
In his thoughts, he recalled how she’d smiled at him. The way she reached out to touch him. The kisses, the caresses. There was more to Delaney than he first thought.
“You’re not doing anything here. Get your ass out of the car.”
He opened the door, climbing out into the cold air of the morning. Closing and locking it behind him, he headed into her building. Someone was coming out, so he didn’t need to alert her to the fact he was heading on up.
Taking the steps two at a time, he rushed up to her floor, and then he paused once again.
Why was he so fucking nervous?
This made no sense to him and if anything, it pissed him off.
Lifting his hand, he knocked.
He’d need to get his head examined if he let this continue. It was driving him insane.
Delaney didn’t keep him waiting, opening the door immediately.
She threw herself into his arms, and he lifted her up, breathing her in.
“You came. I didn’t know if you’d come or not and then I realized we didn’t exactly make plans today. I’m so pleased you’re here.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and her lips brushed across his pulse.
He carried her over the threshold, loving her giggle as he did so.
“Am I too heavy?”
“No. You’re perfect.”
She let him go and dropped down to the floor. She tilted her head back, smiling up at him. “Are you okay?”
“I am.” He looked past her shoulder. “You got a tree?”
“Yes.” She tucked some hair behind her ear. “I started decorating it. Want to help?” She held up some tinsel. “I don’t have any plans and I bought a small turkey. Would you like to stay?”
“You’re inviting me for Christmas?”
“Yes. If you’d like to. I imagine with your parents you’ve got lots of plans.”
“I’ve got no plans other than spending the day with you. You’re not getting rid of me now, you know that.”