forgotten the glory of being filled by a man intent on pleasing them both.
He bent down and kissed her as the sensations claimed her, and then he groaned and pushed in deeper. She felt him stiffen before he stilled and shuddered.
When they’d cleaned up and slid under the covers, Julie rested her head on his shoulder. He had his arm around her, she had her thigh nestled against his. This was one of life’s perfect moments, she thought happily. Those times she would look back on later and think, That was a great night.
“Thank you,” he said as he played with her hair. “That was pretty…”
“Spectacular?” she asked, feeling content.
“I was going to say amazing, but spectacular works.”
She closed her eyes and smiled. “I’m deeply out of practice. I appreciate the lesson bringing me up to speed.”
“You didn’t act like you were out of practice. You acted like you’d read the manual on how to push all my buttons.”
The smile turned into a grin. “Really? All of them?”
“Well, maybe you missed one.”
“I’ll have to catch that next time.”
He chuckled. “Words to make a man your love slave forever. Can I stay?”
Three little words that got her attention in a big way. She might have been out of the dating game for a while, but she remembered most of the rules. After sex, especially an encounter so unexpected, most guys preferred to dress and run. She didn’t have a lot of personal experience, but she’d had enough friends cry on her shoulder to be familiar with the practice.
Todd wanted to stay? Here? With her? Tonight?
A little bubble of happiness floated up from her tummy to her chest where it gave birth to about a thousand other little bubbles.
“I had plans for later,” she said, deciding going for casual was best for both of them. “I guess I can cancel them.”
“I appreciate that. Do you snore?”
She laughed. “No, do you?”
“I’m a very quiet sleeper.” He shifted so that he could kiss her. “Not that I expect either of us to get much sleep tonight.”
Sometime after two in the morning, he watched the moonlight on Julie’s face and knew he’d made a mess of things from the beginning.
It wasn’t supposed to have been like this. He wasn’t supposed to like her. From what he’d been told, Julie Nelson was a gold-digging bimbo who needed a good lesson and he’d been just the man to volunteer to teach it. He’d expected a vapid, over-accessorized bitch. Instead he’d found a beautiful, funny, intelligent, sincere woman who made him laugh and want to believe in possibilities again.
Right now he should be feeling as if he’d done the world a favor. Instead he felt like a total jerk. He’d just created a hell of a mess and he had no idea how to fix it. He liked Julie. He liked her a lot.
How was he supposed to explain that he wasn’t Todd Aston III, and that she’d just been set up to take a fall?
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