Page 99 of An Inevitable Marriage

Liam

“Maybeifyoustareat it long enough, your amazing telekinetic power will finally reveal itself.”

I snapped my head up and found Tamara on the other side of my desk. I would have asked how long she’d been standing there, but her way-too-wide grin was answer enough.

“Is there a reason you’re staring at your phone like that? Or are you just being your normal, weird self?”

There was a reason all right. I wanted to call my wife. But since she was having a morning out with her friend, there was no need for me to call other than to check in. Which I wasn’t doing at all.

I missed her and wanted to hear her voice.

And maybe I wanted her to come to the office after her shopping trip so I could kiss her stupid, as she liked to say.

I’d been doing a lot of that lately. Kissing her and sometimes even touching her. The kissing had happened daily over the past week or so. The touching, a bit less. She was still learning to trust me, to feel comfortable enough to let me in.

She was getting there, though.

After that first night, she’d crawled into bed with me four times. And every time, she’d let her guard down a little more. First, she’d let me slip my hand under her shirt and feel her breast against my palm.

It was perfect. Full and lush, and all I wanted to do was bury my face in her chest and take turns licking her nipples. But I’d kept my mouth shut because I knew she wasn’t ready.

I was rewarded for that the second night she was in my bed. The moment the lights had dimmed, Snow pulled her shirt over her head. I might not have been able to see her, but, fuck if I didn’t have my fill.

After that night, I knew her breasts were my new favorite place.

The third time was absolutely wild. She’d blown my damn mind when she’d slid on top of me and rode my covered erection. And even though we’d both been very much clothed, I came faster and harder than I ever had.

It was fucking embarrassing.

Until Snow snuggled into the crook of my neck and whispered that after reading about it in her books, she’d always wanted to know what it felt like to have an orgasm like that.

After that night, I knew I needed to take up reading.

The fourth night—last night—was right up there with the others. Her hands had been on me, my fingers deep inside her. She’d come hard. And when it was my turn, she’d lowered onto her back and guided me to her stomach.

Her skin was wet and sticky not even a full stroke later. I’d cursed the darkness then. Not for the first time because I ached to see her, all of her.

But only when she was ready.

Until then, I’d have my fill in all the new ways she was introducing to me. And as hot as all of it was, I still loved kissing her the most.

I was fucking addicted to kissing her.

Couldn’t get enough.

The thought of my lips on hers consumed me.

Hence, the reason for my staring-at-my-phone predicament.

“All right, boss-man, I hate to tell you this but you’re not superhuman, and neither am I, for that matter. I can’t hear your thoughts, so you’ll have to be a big boy and use your words.”

I aimed my frown at her. “What?”

“Oh, this is too good.” Tamara laughed. “Hate to break it to you, but you zoned the hell out. And usually there’s only one reason why that happens.”

I scraped a palm over the scruff on my jaw. “Why are you here?” Maybe if I changed the subject, she’d leave so I could return to pining over my wife.

“Well, since you obviously asked. Whenever my brainchecks outlike that, I know it’s time tocheck inwith Lolli. I usually just send her a text to let her know I’m thinking of her. Sometimes, I even send her a dirty one. Keeps the spark alive.”