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Chapter thirty-four

Rhett

As soon as the door closes, I immediately grab the hem of her shirt, yanking it over her head. Thank fuck, her need matches mine and we scramble to get each other undressed as fast as humanly possible.

I’m trying to ignore the racing of my heart, the panic in my chest that is asking what if this is the last time?

It’s not. I know it’s not. Even if she takes the job, it’s not as if she’s moving immediately. We’re not done yet.

There’s not a fucking chance I’m done with her before I’ve had a chance to tell her what she means to me.

When we’re both naked, we fall onto the bed with me landing on top of her. For just a second, I let myself pause and drink her in. That long black hair is fanned out, those pink lips open and desperate to be kissed. Every inch of her body, mine for the taking.

“Rhett,” she whispers, her fingers stroking down my cheek. I turn to kiss her palm, then move my mouth over her soft skin, covering everywhere I can reach with desperate kisses as if I can somehow tell her how I feel without saying it. Without even knowing it myself .

I move down, her legs shifting impatiently beneath me. When I reach the juncture between her thighs, I look up her body to see her biting her lips, eyes closed.

“Eyes on me, honey.”

She lifts her head with a small gasp, and I reach my hand up with a command. “Suck.”

Her mouth opens, and her tongue darts out to swirl around my fingers before she pulls them into her hot, wet mouth.

“Good girl,” I growl when she releases them with a pop. Without giving her any other warning, I plunge those fingers into her sweet pussy, keeping my eyes trained on hers. It’s messy, and rough, and frantic, and I can’t do a damn thing about that. I need to see her let go on a deep, visceral level. I need to know I can command her body, that I can bring her pleasure like no one else ever has.

And minutes later, she explodes around my hand with a hoarse cry, her fingers gripping my hair as she chants my name. Only then do I lower my head and lap up her sweetness, slowing down the thrusting of my fingers. My eyes close as I savour this moment, when she has surrendered fully to me, to what I do to her.

Fuck.

She’s got me in a goddamn chokehold. I can’t lose this. Lose her. But if I try to hold her back…I’ll lose her anyway.

When she shudders one more time, and I sense her body go limp, I finally lift my mouth from her pussy, licking my lips.

“Mmm, Rhett, that was incredible,” she says, a soft, satisfied smile on her face as she stretches her arms overhead. “Best celebration ever. ”

Right. She thinks we’re celebrating her job interview.

“You deserve it.” My voice is hoarse as I move up beside her, lying on my side so I can see all of her. I love how comfortable she is around me, fully naked and still flushed from her release.

“Y’know.” I start stroking my hand lightly up and down her body, cupping her breast before traveling down again. “I just realized we kinda abandoned your lessons.”

Evie’s brow furrows. “What lessons?”

I lean in and cover her nipple with my mouth, laving it with my tongue before releasing it. “Your lessons in making damn sure you get all the orgasms you want, every time.”

Her laugh comes out a little breathless. “I don’t think I need any more lessons, you take care of that easily.”

But what about when it’s not me you’re with? I hold back from saying that, knowing nothing would kill the mood faster. That doesn’t stop me from thinking it. I place my lips over her other nipple, giving it the same attention. “Because pleasing you pleases me, honey. That’s how it should be.”

I grind my hard dick into her hip as proof of what she does to me without even trying.

“Oh,” she moans as I lightly drag my fingers up and down her thigh. “Could I…would you want…”

I lift my head with a crooked grin at her nervousness. “Honey, the answer is yes to whatever you’re trying to ask. But not right now. Right now, I need to have you.” Hopefully, she can’t hear the raw need in my voice. But it’s the fucking truth. I need her. With a desperation that doesn’t make any sense.

She moves in to kiss me, but I gather her hair in my fist and tug her back. “I’ll kiss you senseless later. Right now? Get on your hands and knees for me.”

Her eyes widen as she freezes for a second before complying, scrambling to turn over. When she curves her body to look back at me, I have to squeeze the base of my dick to stop from blowing all over her.

“Evie.” It’s all I can growl out, seeing her there, ready for me.

Her smile is full of sexy confidence as she gives her ass a little shake. “Take me, Rhett. I’m yours.”

Goddamn.

I grip her hips, leaning down over her back to press kisses along her spine. A small whine escapes her as I get down to the round flesh of her ass. I grin against her skin just before biting down gently and then sucking the reddened skin.

“Are you…did you just leave a hickey on my ass?” Amused outrage colours her words, and I lift my head with an unrepentant grin to see her looking back at me over her shoulder.

“Gotta mark you so everyone in Dogwood Cove knows you’re mine.”

She rolls her eyes. “I’m going for a job interview. There’s absolutely no reason for them to see my ass or know anything about my relationship status.”

Right . Because our relationship has nothing to do with her job search.

I swallow down the unpleasant feeling that brings up. “Fine. Maybe it’s so you remember me, remember this moment, every time you sit down.” To emphasize, I lightly slap her ass, right over the bite mark.

Evie drops her head with a small moan. “God, Rhett.”

I grab my dick with one hand and slide it through her wet slit, teasing her clit. “Fuck, you’re so ready for me, aren’t you?”

“Always.”

“I don’t know if I can be slow and sweet, honey,” I warn her, nudging the tip of my dick at her entrance. “Those rough edges are ridin’ me hard.”

“Give it all to me. All of you.”

I push into her, groaning out her name as I bottom out, my hands holding tightly onto her hips, leaving more marks on her pale skin. “So fucking good. So perfect.” I move my hips back and snap them forward, making her whole body move. She drops her head to the pillow, angling her hips up for me. “You’re perfect like this, Evie. Such a dirty, sexy, perfect girl.”

Her moan is muffled by the pillow, her hair covering her face. I reach forward and brush it away so I can see her. I move my hand to the base of her neck as I start thrusting in and out. Her mouth falls open in a pretty little O.

“You like that? This pussy is mine right now.” I grunt, then one word comes out again. This time, a growl of panicked possession.

“Mine.”

“Yes.” Her hand reaches around blindly, grazing my leg. “Yours.”

I can’t hold back. But I need this moment to last. Forever, ideally. Because when it’s over, she’s leaving.

Pulling out, I flip her over like a rag doll, lifting her legs up to rest on my shoulders before slamming back inside of her. She arches her back, those beautiful tits pushing up, begging for me to bite them. So I do.

Fingers rake through my hair, gripping strands so tightly I’m pretty sure I lose a few. I don’t fucking care. I need her to want me just as badly as I want her. Maybe then she’ll come back and not want to leave.

I pause mid-thrust and shake my head slightly. What the hell am I thinking? Fuck, she’s scrambling my brain. I can’t make her stay. I can’t hold her back.

I won’t be the reason she gives up her dreams.

My movements falter for a few seconds, but I focus back on the feel of her right here and now. She’s with me. Under me. Surrounding me. She’s here.

Out of nowhere, my orgasm hits me. No warning, no lead up, just all of a sudden, I’m shouting her name and exploding into her, feeling her body clench and pulse around me in return.

When my body finishes shuddering, I collapse onto her, feeling her hands come to my back. Her heart is racing underneath mine and there’s some comfort in that. In knowing I’m not alone in how being with her affects me.

“You’re kinda heavy.” She giggles, and I immediately roll off her.

“Sorry.”

Evie shifts onto her side, lifting up on an elbow before leaning in to kiss me. “Don’t apologize. I like it, I just also like breathing.”

I chuckle. “Fair enough.”

She brings one hand to rest on my chest. “That was…” She trails off, and her lower lip gets caught in her teeth. I reach up and pull it free, smoothing my thumb over it.

“Yeah.”

She drags a long breath in and out. “Yeah. ”

“Want a ride to the ferry terminal tomorrow?”

Her head moves side to side. “No, I’m going to drive. I want to explore the area a bit after my interview.”

“Okay.” Tension starts to creep back into me, making me feel weighed down, as if an invisible force is pushing me into the bed.

Evie studies me for a second, then another. I don’t want to think about what she might see if she looks too hard. Can she see how I feel, when I’m not even sure what that is?

I force a smile and lift my head to kiss her again, threading my fingers through the tangled hair at the back of her head. “You’re gonna do great.”

I can feel her smile against my lips when I kiss her once more before letting my head fall back on the pillow.

“Thank you for being so supportive,” she says, cupping my cheek. “It means a lot to me.”

“Of course.” I force out a smile. “I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. You deserve everything you’ve ever wanted, Evie. This is your dream, how could anyone not want you to get it?”

Something flashes over her face. “I mean, it’s not my only dream.” Her gaze drops down to where her fingers are lying against my chest. Can she feel my heart pounding?

“But it’s one of them. It’s a big one.”

There it is again. That flash of disappointment. I’m fucking this up somehow, but I’m at a loss as to how. I gather her into my arms, and she comes willingly enough, thank God.

“Everything’s gonna work out the way it should.”

Her arms tighten around me as I feel her head move in a nod. Then she relaxes and lifts her head to kiss my jaw. “I hope so.”

I shift down so I can kiss her lips in return. “ I know so. Now you better get some sleep, honey. Tomorrow’s a big day.”

She gives me a small smile before rolling over and scooting herself back into my body.

Hours later, Evie’s sleeping soundly in my arms. I want to hold her tighter, wrap my body around her even closer, if that were possible.

I can’t shake the feeling that the ticking clock on our relationship has sped up way faster than I can control. And if I don’t figure out what the fuck I’m doing, time is gonna run out, and all of this will be gone.