“You have no idea, do you? My son is enamored with you. He wouldn’t have taken no for an answer. We’re happy to have you.”
Not sure how to respond, I move my cheek to his shoulder and let him lead me around the dance floor. Right before the song comes to an end, he lifts my chin and gives me a smile. “Now is not the time to talk, but I want you to know, if you ever need anything, call me.”
He kisses my cheek and leads me back to Robbie. The photographer, followed by Charlie, comes around and snaps candid shots. Tripp rolls his eyes several times before forcing Charlie back to the dance floor over his shoulder. Blake is obviously not the jealous type because he laughs on the side and cheers them on.
Chills run up my spine when the song switches again to a slower number and Robbie exhales, “Fucking finally.” He leads me to the dance floor as Eric Clapton’s “The Way You Look Tonight” starts.
“One hour. That’s how long I’ve been waiting for this song to play.”
His words hit me deep, and I see the same look from earlier in his eyes. “Is something wrong?”
“I love you, Ember. I’ve wanted to repeat those words you didn’t mean for me to hear. The minute they spilled from your mouth, my heart started racing. It took all my power not to roll you over and tell you right away. Since the night I walked into Clyde’s, I’ve been falling in love with you. “
His hands slip into my hair as he kisses me deep, not caring who sees. When my body starts to tremble, I lean back and grip his hand tight. “I love you, too.”
His fingertip catches the tear that I tried to stop. “Why are you crying?”
“Because I’ve never been this happy in my life.”
“Get used to it. For as long as you trust me, my goal is your happiness.” He kisses me so tenderly that more tears escape.
I silently pray, please don’t let me screw this up.
Chapter 23
She’s Out of Our Life
Ember
“I really don’t want to leave this place,” I tell Robbie, sipping my coffee. The unobstructed view of the ocean and sounds of waves in the distance make me wish we had more time here.
“I’ll bring you back anytime.”
“Want some more coffee?” I stand but don’t get far before he tugs me into his lap and starts kissing my jawline.
“No, I want some more of you.”
His words cause the familiar fluttering to start in my stomach. When his hand skims up my thigh and under the lace boy shorts, my breath hitches. One finger slides into me easily, followed by another. I forget we are outside on the patio where anyone can walk by and see, and instead, let his skilled fingers work their magic on me. Just like every time he touches me, all logic flies out the window.
“Do you know how good you feel? How slick and wet you are against my fingers? Knowing that I did this to you? I keep thinking about last night, Ember, fucking you on the beach, under the stars, where anyone could have seen us. Did that turn you on, knowing a stranger would see you riding my cock and screaming my name?”
Words don’t form, but I nod. It’s no secret that I love when he talks dirty. Memories of last night rush through my mind.
Robbie laid me down so gently, taking his time to kis
s and touch every inch of my body. By the time he had me naked, I was desperate for him. The feeling so intense, I was sure I would burst into flames. He was so tender, reconfirming he loved me while he made love to me slowly. I came twice before he rolled us on the soft sand, bringing me on top.
As hard as I tried, I wasn’t as controlled as he was. Animalistic desire took over, and I slammed myself up and down until he moaned my name. The touch of his thumb pressing on my clit set me off again, causing me to explode, bringing him with me. I collapsed against his bare chest, heaving to catch my breath. It was easily the most powerful orgasm of my life. Even knowing we could have been spotted, or watched, I didn’t care.
Now, I’m letting him finger me senseless once again out in the open. I whimper when he hits a sensitive spot, and he growls, “Inside now.”
We scramble up and something inside catches my eye. “Robbie, someone’s in there.”
“Probably, since there are four other people in this condo. Don’t make eye contact. Go straight to our bedroom.”
We both grab our coffee mugs, and I open the door and freeze. Raven and Declan are watching us, causing my face to heat. I’m standing in Robbie’s dress shirt from last night. They are going to know what we were doing. I try to act calm and offer them some coffee. When they decline, I go to the kitchen to make myself busy as they talk.
Declan surprises me by pulling me into a giant hug and whispering in my ear, “I don’t want to embarrass you, babe, but I wanted to thank you for the sexy as fuck gift you gave Rave.”