We kissed until we were both moaning and grinding before he finally pulled away and reached into his nightstand. The box of condoms he pulled out was a new one, I noticed with a strange sense of satisfaction taking root in my chest.
He ripped the plastic off and delved into the box, coming back with a foil package before tossing the rest down on the floor. Moving back to sit on his knees between my legs, he rolled the condom on under my eager gaze.
When he was done, he lined himself up with my entrance and looked into my eyes as he thrust home. I arched my hips into his, loving how full I felt with him inside me but still craving more.
He started moving, slowly withdrawing before sinking back in but never taking his eyes off mine. I rocked in time with the rhythm he set, growing more desperate by the minute. Our bodies moved together until we reached a frenzied crescendo and he drove us both over the edge.
We came together, our moans and curses mingling in the air. Electrifying pleasure coursed through me when he finally jerked against me and lost track of his rhythm.
Our limbs tangled as we collapsed in a heap on his bed, our breathing labored and my head on his chest. His heart raced against my ear, seemingly as out of control as my own.
As I closed my eyes, his hand found its way to my hair and he pulled me closer for another kiss. The moment was intimate, almost loving.
But there was no use in denying it anymore. I was starting to have real feelings for this man, and there was nothing I could do about it.
Chapter 29
CHRIS
Hunter grunted when he lifted a can of paint to carry it into our building. “Man, you’re a billionaire. Couldn’t you just have hired someone to do this?”
I laughed. “Nope. This was what you wanted, remember? You said we’d fix it up ourselves and that’s what we’re doing.”
“I was an idiot.” He wiped sweat off his brow with the back of his arm. “Can I take it back? Hire whatever crews you want to.”
“What, you aren’t having fun?” I joked. The heat was blistering today, and it felt like we were moving through wall after wall of humidity.
“Usually when I take a day off work, I do have fun. I’d rather be back at the hospital right about now, though. At least we have air conditioning there.”
“Toughen up, big guy. There are going to be a lot more days like this before we can move in.” I would’ve hired a crew to do the work in a heartbeat if I thought he was serious, but I knew he wasn’t.
Everyone who would listen had been told about the building and how we were going to fix it up ourselves. It had also been two weeks since the cleaning crew had come through here, and we’d been here almost every spare minute we had.
Unfortunately, that meant seeing less of April and Adi. I still saw them, of course, just less than I would’ve liked to. The building would be ready eventually, though. I had to agree with Hunter. It was better to do it ourselves.
Seeing it all coming together as a result of our own blood and sweat—because there’d been a few instances of actual bleeding—was pretty damn satisfying. There was already a fresh coat of paint outside and about half the inside was done. We had ordered our furniture and equipment and had redone the stairs and railing.
Hunter cracked the paint open just as my phone started ringing. April’s name came up on my screen, and he rolled his eyes at my smile when I saw who was calling.
“Jeez. You two are inseparable these days.”
I shrugged. “Don’t pretend like you wouldn’t have been the exact same way if you had a girl like her.”
“Dude, I’ve told you. I’m too busy for women.” He winked and picked up a paint brush. “You’d better get that.”
Sliding my thumb across the green bar, I flipped him off with my free hand and pressed the phone to my ear. “Hey, babe. What’s up?”
“Could you meet me at the lawyer’s office?” she asked, her voice shaky. “He just phoned me to ask me to come in and I’m fucking terrified.”
My brow furrowed. “Of course. Do you want me to come pick you up?”
“No. We’ll be late if you do. Are you sure you’re not too busy?”