I step to the side to block entrance to my boss’s office.
“Maren,” he says my name with a bright smile. “I was in the neighborhood. I thought I’d stop by and say hi, so hi.”
I let out a laugh. “Keats is on a call, but he won’t be much longer.”
He glances over my shoulder. “I came to see you.”
I’m surprised, but I don’t let it show. “What can I do for you?”
He produces a bunch of flowers from behind his back.
I gasp when I see the colorful mixture of roses, daffodils, and peonies.
“These are for you.” He shoves the bouquet toward me. “My mom wanted me to get them to say thank you for the gift and for helping me with the tux.”
I take them from him. “This wasn’t necessary, but thank you, and please, tell your mom thank you too.”
His gaze drops to the floor. “She said your heart is as big as Long Island.”
I laugh. “That’s big.”
“She told me that good people do good things.” He glances over my shoulder. “You’re a really good person.”
“She’s an incredible person.” Keats’s voice sounds from behind me. “Maren is one in a trillion million.”
Fletcher laughs. “Is that a real thing? A trillion million.”
Keats steps in place beside me. “According to my niece, it is. Maren is special. You’ll never find another woman on earth like her.”
I glance at him but drop the gaze once I feel my heart race in my chest.
“I think my folks want to meet up with you two again soon.” Fletcher draws both our attention back to him.
“Why don’t the three of you come to my home for dinner one night?” Keats offers. “We’d love that, wouldn’t we, Maren?”
We.
I’m beginning to love the sound of that word as much as I love the sound of us.
“We would,” I say softly.
“I’ll tell my mom to call you, Maren.” Fletcher sighs. “I need to cut out now. I’m meeting up with someone.”
“Thank you again.” I raise the flowers to my nose. “I’m going to put these in water.”
“I’ll walk you out.” Keats steps toward Fletcher but not before he skims a hand down my back.
It sends a shiver through me.
It’s a promise of what awaits me tonight and, hopefully, for many nights to come.
Chapter 47
Keats
The heat of her breath gusts over my thighs.
I’m nude.
Maren isn’t.
She ordered me to my bedroom as soon as she arrived at my townhouse.
I wanted to make things easy, so I was only wearing a towel when I answered the door.
Her dress hit the floor before her foot hit the first stair on her way up here.
Her bra was dropped somewhere in the hallway.
She’s wearing red lace panties now. That’s what I see as I gaze down from where I’m sitting on the edge of my bed.
I’m leaning back. My palms pressed against the bed coverings as she holds my cock in her hands.
“This is perfect,” she says.
I huff out a laugh. “Damn right, it is.”
She circles the tip of her tongue over the crown in a long, slow, meant-to-torture-me movement.
“Jesus,” I spit out. “Please.”
“You owe so much money.” She tilts her head to give me a clear view of her tongue sweeping the length of my cock.
I drag my fingers through her hair, tugging it. “Suck my cock.”
“You’re impatient.” She squirms her ass. “I want to take it slow.”
“I want to fuck your sweet little mouth.”
Her eyes widen. “Say that again, Keats.”
I yank her hair to get her eyes on me. “I want to fuck your sweet little mouth.”
Her lips envelop me before I can register what’s happening.
I groan from the burst of pleasure that slides up my spine. “Fuck, yes.”
She takes control. Her hand cups my balls as she glides her mouth over the length of me.
I drive my cock up and into her mouth, over and over again. I’m fueled more by the soft sounds of pleasure escaping her and the slickness of her tongue over my flesh.
I close my eyes and give in to all of it.
It’s not just the driving need to orgasm.
It’s the vulnerability and the feeling that I’m falling in love with this woman.
***
Maren walks into my bedroom after a shower, wrapped in my navy blue bathrobe.
I almost drop to my knees from the sheer beauty of that.
This is the life I want. I want this to be my every day.
“We should eat,” she says from the doorway.
I swipe the back of my hand over my lips. “I ate, but I’m ready again. Get on the bed. I