neck, my lips, my shoulders.
Pleasure built within me once more as I felt myself climbing toward another orgasm. I thrust my hips against him, again and again until I fell apart, crying out into the warm air of my apartment. Dev pressed his forehead against mine as he found his release. He moaned loudly, then cried out my name.
“Holy shit,” he said. “I just…holy shit.”
“I know,” I said before kissing him gently. He cupped my face with his hands and deepen the kiss, his tongue stroking mine lovingly as he smoothed down my disheveled hair.
“That’s never happened, by the way.”
“What?” he asked, still in a daze as his eyes locked with mine.
“I’ve never had orgasms like that. Like, back to back,” I said with a shrug. “That’s new to me.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I didn’t know it was possible, in fact.”
“Wow,” Dev said as he flipped to his back, staring up at the ceiling, still catching his breath. “I guess I bring out the best in you, huh? I mean, I knew I was good, but…”
I nudged him, rolling my eyes. “Don’t say another word. You’ll ruin it.”
“Whatever you say, Khaleesi.”
“That’s better.”
“At the risk of getting in trouble for speaking, I just need to tell you…”
“What?”
“That was amazing. You. You’re amazing.”
“Thank you.” I smiled.
“It’s how I always imagined it would be.”
“You imagined this?”
“C’mon, I’ve wanted you since we first met. You know that.” He swallowed hard, and I knew he was being vulnerable, showing me his heart. It was time for me to show him mine.
“It’s my fault we took so long to get here,” I said. “I’m a little stubborn…if you haven’t noticed.”
“Nope, never noticed that. Not ever.”
“You’re a smart man,” I said with a wink, pulling him in for another kiss.
“Some would say I’m brilliant,” he replied.
“Don’t push it.”
He leaned over and kissed me on my forehead, dragging the back of his hand down the side of my face as we gazed at each other. His gentle touch warmed my heart. I placed my arm on his chest and he took my hand in his. He lifted my hand to his mouth and kissed my palm before pressing it to his chest.
We fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Chapter 21
DEV
“What the hell are you listening to?” Peter asked, sitting at my breakfast bar. We’d just come back from our run and I was still streaming Keith Urban, even after five miles. I’d yanked out my headphones and his country twang bounced around the room.
It was the morning of Peter’s engagement party at Bennet’s, and I had several hours before I was set to help Lyra bring all the decorations to the bar and set up before everyone else showed up.
Ahh. Lyra. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. It was ridiculous how much time I spent texting her, thinking about her, and daydreaming about what I wanted to do to her after the party. We’d both had really busy weeks and hadn’t seen each other since we’d slept together at her apartment.
“It makes me think of Lyra,” I said, grabbing two bottles of water from the fridge and putting one in front of Peter. “Use the placemat.”
He rolled his eyes. “Neat freak.”
“Whatever. Rules of the house, respect them.”
“Keith Urban, huh?” He chuckled.
“Don’t start with me, Pete.”
“I’m just trying to think of how Keith Urban makes you think of Lyra?”
“She loves him, so when I couldn’t see her this week, I started listening and, I dunno, there’s just a few songs that really make me think of her now.”
“Oh man, you’ve got it bad.”
“Yeah, so what if I do?”
“It’s a good thing, man. Relax!”
“Oh,” I said, retracting my talons. “Sorry.”
“Lyra’s the best girl I know, aside from Maren, of course,” he said with a laugh. “I’m happy for you honestly.”
“Thanks.”
“But I’m still gonna give you shit. That’s what we do.”
“True,” I said with a nod before gulping down half the bottle.
“For God’s sake, you gave me so much shit when I started seeing Maren. Even tried to talk me out of getting so serious, if my memory’s correct.”
“Dude, that was during my Tinder days. You can’t trust me when I’m under the influence of casual sex.”
Peter leaned forward, putting his elbow on the placemat before taking a swig of his water. “So you’re not anymore?”
“Hell no. I’m crazy about her. Our sex is anything but casual.”
“So, I have to ask you an important question.”
“I may not answer.”
“Bullshit.”
“Fine, what is it?”
“Are your balls in her purse?”
I rolled me eyes, letting out a fake, sarcastic laugh.