Page 44 of The Renter

After drying Dani off, I carry her to my bed. Her breathless whisper, “I’ve never come so much in my life,” sends a surge of satisfaction through me. I drop her gently onto the bed, watching her body bounce—a beautiful sight that’s heightening my need for more of her.

“I don’t think I can let you leave. I want you to stay in this bed forever.” The thought of keeping her here, extending these moments indefinitely, is dangerously tempting.

As I position myself over her, she shakes her head. “What do you have against condoms?” I tease.

“I can’t get pregnant.” Pulling me closer, her actions speak louder than anything she could say.

“Bad girl,” I tease, feeling a thrill at the rawness of it all. There’s something irresistible about Dani giving herself to me like this. She’s magnetic, and I never want to be apart from her.

Dani flips onto her hands and knees, demanding, “Fuck your bad girl.” The way she looks over her shoulder is a challenge, one I can’t resist.

I need Dani Sommer to be more than my summer fling. She already means more to me, and I hope she feels the same.

Palming my cock, I admire her body as everything else fades away. It’s the two of us, wrapped in a world of passion. As I enter her, the connection between us transcends the physical. I squeeze her shoulder and thrust slowly, getting all the way in. Her soft moan pushes me to go harder, deeper. We’re building something intoxicating, stronger with every shared breath and touch.

“Harder,” she begs, and I slap her ass. With one hand gripping her hip, I gather her hands with the other. She collapses into the bed as I hold her hands behind her back, fucking her hard.

At this moment, I feel complete. Dani has awakened a side of me I’d forgotten. I don’t want it to end.

Leaning down, I kiss her cheek. “You like this?”

“Yes,” she pants.

“How can I make it better?”

“I want to look at you.”

I flip her onto her back, hooking her leg over my shoulder as I re-enter. Staring into Dani’s eyes, there’s so much I want to say. I want to keep exploring, keep discovering, and keep feeling everything Dani has brought into my life.

She bites her lip, and that’s all it takes. I thrust harder, faster, until I’m panting, and she’s screaming my name.

32

Monday, May 23rd

Waking up in Adam’s bed, I daydream about what life with him could be like. It could be a life filled with everything I could ever want. He pulls me closer, and I nestle into the crook of his arm.I love being his little spoon.This moment is perfect. I feel perfect.I like him so much.

“That was the best night’s sleep,” I say softly, still amazed by the serenity of his home. The silence in this room is unreal. “How is it so quiet?”

“The windows. They’re from Germany.”

I’ve never thought about windows being a significant factor in keeping out city sounds. “So, that’s why I haven’t heard a single ambulance or anything drive by?” I ask, trying to understand the logic behind it.

“Exactly, they’re commercial grade.” The casual way he says that makes me realize how much thought—and likely expense—he put into creating this peaceful environment.

“That doesn’t sound cheap.”

“My sleep is worth every penny.”

He knows what he wants, and he doesn’t hesitate to get it. Cuddled with him, I’m thinking about the differences between our lives.

“I’m not over it. We’re in Chicago, and it’s quieter in this house than at the lake.”

“German engineering, baby,” he says with a hint of pride in his voice.

Continuing to daydream while in his arms, I consider how Adam doesn’t dream about what he wants. He gets it. He makes it happen.

Rolling to my back, staring at the ceiling, I decide to ask him something I’ve thought about more than a few times. “I’ve been wondering. When was your divorce finalized?”