Torin (Hope City #9) - Maryann Jordan Page 0,47

the other pressed against the tile, holding his body up. He felt his balls tighten. “You gotta stop, babe. I’m close.”

Her fingers pressed in tighter, and staring down at her as she looked up at him, he came. She took him, continuing to suck until he was drained. Afraid his legs would collapse from under him, he barely managed to lift her to her feet, pulling her close to his body. “Fuck, baby, fuck.” When he could finally breathe again, he looked down to see her wide smile. “You okay?”

“Oh, yeah,” she breathed, still smiling.

Flipping the water off, he was determined to reciprocate. Once out of the shower, he dried her gently, toweling her hair, then lifted her up onto the wide counter between the double sinks. Now, dropping to his knees, he shouldered between her thighs and looked at her beautiful sex. Working her core with his lips, tongue, and fingers, he watched as she clutched his shoulders while her head was thrown back, eyes closed, and little moans slipped between her lips. It didn’t take long for her to cry out his name as his fingers moved deeply and he sucked on her clit. As she came down off her sex-induced high, he stood.

His cock was bobbing right at her entrance, and she grinned again, nodding. He reached over and snagged a condom out of the top drawer. As he rolled it on, he looked up to see her lifting an eyebrow.

“Should I be concerned that you have condoms stashed everywhere?”

Chuckling, he reminded her, “Told you I haven’t brought a woman here. But after the other night when I knew you were coming over, I decided I wanted to be prepared.”

“Ooh, a Boy Scout. Always prepared.”

Grasping her hips, he plunged his cock to the hilt, and her head dropped back again as she moaned. He kissed along her neck, mumbling, “It’s my new goal in life to always be prepared for you.”

As she clung to his shoulders, he thrust deeply, and soon, she cried out at the same time he did, their releases coming together.

He tossed her running clothes along with his into his washing machine. Giving her a pair of his boxers and a T-shirt to wear, they sat at his table after warming their egg, bacon, and cheese breakfast burritos in the microwave. They drank large glasses of milk with their breakfast, then took cups of coffee into the living room, sitting on the sofa.

As though she was suddenly shy, she avoided eye contact. “What’s on your mind, Erin?”

She looked up suddenly, then blushed. “I wanted to ask you something, but I don’t know if it seems too much too soon.”

Curious, he cocked his head to the side and waited to see what she wanted to ask.

“There’s a bunch of us in my family and the Kings that are going to be running in the marathon. So, our parents wanted to host a big meal. Not the day before, of course, but two days before the marathon. Mom was going to do pasta, and there will be lots of food. I wondered… but then, of course, I don’t want you to feel obligated. Well, I wondered if you would like… but then it might seem presumptuous and not where we are at all…”

He reached over and slid her coffee cup out of her hand, setting both of theirs onto the table. Turning, he gathered her hands in his, holding her gaze. “Babe, just ask.”

She licked her lips, then nodded. “I wondered if you’d like to go with me. No one has to know anything about us seeing each other, but I thought maybe you’d like to go. I know I’d very much like you to be there.”

He reached up with one hand and cupped her jaw, his thumb sweeping over her cheek. “Erin, I’d be honored. And I don’t think it’s too soon. I know we haven’t defined what we are other than partners,” he said, smiling as her grin widened. “And I know our friendship is new, and our relationship is even newer. But that doesn’t make it any less real. And as far as I’m concerned, I don’t mind anyone and everyone knowing that we're seeing each other.”

Her chest depressed as the air rushed from her lungs, and she jerked her head as she nodded quickly. “Oh, Torin, that’s how I feel. I never want to hide anything again. While I still want us to be in a bubble that’s just for you and