It’s around midnight by the time we reach her room. The night was special. We danced, we drank and ate. If I wasn’t a guy, I’d be calling it a fairytale.
“Why isn’t this keycard opening the door?” I ask, trying for the third time.
“Because you have it upside down.” She giggles as she takes it from me. The second the door clicks open, I pull her into the room.
She kisses me as soon as the door shuts, and all rational thought vanishes. I was going to talk to her about something, but right now I can’t remember what.
“Take your suit off. I want to taste you again,” she breathes out.
Desire rushes through me, and I immediately respond. My suit jacket lands on the back of the couch. As I loosen my bowtie, she unzips her dress, letting it pool at her feet, revealing only a strapless black lace bra and matching thong.
My mouth waters. I take a step toward her, but she takes a step back, shaking her head. I begin to unbutton my shirt. My fingers aren’t fast enough.
“Take down your hair. I want to run my fingers through it while I fuck you.”
Her eyes widen with lust for a moment, but she does what I say and removes the pins, letting her hair tumble down her back.
We stand before each other in only our underwear, and the anticipation of touching her becomes too great. In two strides, I’m on her, lips exploring her throat, hands wrapping around her small waist.
She grabs my hair and holds my head back for a moment as she looks into my eyes. “I wish this could last forever,” she whispers before kissing me with everything I’ve always wanted.
It’s ravishing and sad at the same time. There’s a nagging feeling at the back of my brain, but I can only concentrate on Bliss’s hands as they roam my body, reaching for the hem of my boxers.
“It’s going to be fast and hard. The second time, I’ll take it slow, but after five hours of staring at you in that dress, I need to be buried inside of you.”
“Yes, sir.” She takes off to the bedroom, and I let out a growl as I follow her. I liked hearing that a little too much.
She crawls on the bed, exposing her ass to me, the fabric of her thong barely hiding her delicate flesh. I run my hands up her thighs before she can lie down settling on her hips and dragging her back to me.
I slowly take off her panties, kissing her hot flesh as they fall to her knees. She moans when I bite her ass and gives it a little slap at the same time. I’m wild with need.
“I’m going to fuck you now.”
I get on the bed and spring my aching cock from my briefs. My hand goes right to her core, and I slowly stroke up. A moan bursts from her, and she leans back into me.
I can’t hold back any longer. I need her. I need to feel her wrapped around me. I run my cock over her entrance, parting her lips just enough for me to slam into her.
“Carson,” she cries out once I settle inside of her.
“God, you’re so tight.”
I lose my breath and grab her hips, moving inside her. My punishing rhythm sounds out as skin meets skin, urging me to go harder.
She whips her head around and bites down on her lower lip. The look in her eyes makes me go wild. She’s so fucking perfect.
“Carson, I’m going to—” The last word is drowned out by her cries as she clenches around me. I slow, giving her the time she needs to come down.
Leaning down, I reach around her and find that sensitive spot at her core. My cock sinks in and out of her, and her tight pussy makes it impossible to hold on any longer.
“Can I finish inside of you?” I ask, breathless.
“Oh, God, yes.”When she reaches the peak again, it pushes me over the edge and I spill my seed inside her. The overwhelming sense of happiness crashes over me as I lower us to the bed.
I tuck a strand of hair behind her head, thinking about how magnificent it will be to wake up to her every day. I have to convince her to stay. I’m not sure how she’d feel about that. There’s no way I can go back to L.A.
“That was amazing. I didn’t think it could get better than the last time, but you sure proved me wrong.”
Her smile is so wide that everything else goes away. For the first time, my pain isn’t so unbearable. When I’m with Bliss, it’s as if Eli is still with me, but the grief hasn’t consumed me.
She brings me peace.
“I aim to please.” The cheesy line earns me a smack on the shoulder. She turns and pulls the blankets up to cover us. After brushing a kiss on my forehead, she settles inside the curve of my body. It’s a perfect fit, like she was meant for that spot.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
BLISS
I’m such a coward. Last night shook me to my core. Carson’s hands on me made me see stars. The way he caressed me when we spooned was something I’ve always wanted, but we’re not meant to be together.
Our worlds are too different, and now that I’ve vowed to Royce that I’d go back to being the old Bliss, I can’t drag Carson into that. My family has their own issues, and I need time to heal before I can accept him.
Giving him one last glance at the doorway to the bedroom, I leave. No note, just a clean break. He’ll hate me for a while, but he’ll continue with his life. It’s the best I can give him.
My luggage is waiting for me in the lobby. The car that will take me to the airport is idling at the curb. I don’t bother
