“Of course, you did,” I say with a grin.
She fidgets in her heels and bobs a self-conscious shoulder. “Yeah, well…I had to do something to keep my mind off the fact that I might have screwed up something I really, really don’t want to screw up.” Her eyes lock on mine, the uncertainty and fear in them making my heart twist. “Do you still want to fall in love with me? Because I don’t think I can stop falling in love with you. Even if I tried, and I don’t want to try. Not even a little bit.”
I step in, wrapping her up in my arms and pulling her in for a hug. “Don’t try. Don’t even think about it.” I kiss the top of her head, loving the way she locks her arms around me and squeezes tight. “I’m yours for as long as you want me.”
She shudders against me, sniffing as she whispers, “Same. Things happened today that made me realize…” She pulls back, gazing up at me with shining eyes. “I don’t have to be perfect. And neither do you. We just have to be willing to keep fighting for each other when things get hard. And, I mean, what are we best at?”
“Fighting,” I supply with a smile. “Hell yeah, we are. But this time, we’ll be fighting on the same side.”
“So, how can we lose?”
“We can’t,” I assure her as I bend my lips to hers, kissing her with all the emotion in my overflowing heart.
When we pull away, both of us breathing faster and grinning like idiots, I can think of only one thing that would make this night better. “I’m assuming there’s a reason you booked a private room?”
“So we could bang against the bar before we celebrate our reconciliation with martinis and calzones?”
I reach back and lock the door behind me, summoning a laugh from her full lips.
“Good call,” she says. “Remind me to tell you a terrifying story about what can happen when you forget to lock the door.”
I arch a brow. “Oh yeah?”
“I may have walked in on Lauren and Chuck this morning. And one of them may have been wearing a giant diaper.”
I shake my head. “Nope. You can keep that nightmare to yourself, Hepburn. The only thing I want to think about is how hot you’re going to look wearing nothing but that corset while I fuck you from behind.”
“Yes, please,” she says, pressing closer to my chest. “I want that. So much.”
I hug her tighter, kissing her as I back her toward the red lights. “Me, too,” I murmur against her lips.
With every brush of my mouth against hers, I tell her how much I need her, how much I’m always going to need her. I make all the promises I know she’s not ready to hear spoken aloud, but I’m not worried.
We’ll get around to making those promises.
We’re on the same team, now, and as long as that’s true, there’s nothing we can’t do. Which reminds me…
“I’ll still turn down the job,” I say as we tear at each other’s clothes, kissing hard in between fumbling with buttons and shoving pants to the floor. “I can find another team closer to the city if I keep looking. I know I can.”
“Nope,” she says. “You’re going to be a Hissing Muskrat and I’m going to be their biggest new fan. And when it’s time to decide what comes next, we’ll decide together. Assuming we’re still a couple, of course.”
I grin as I grip the bottom of her corset. “Oh, we will be. I’m a fungus, remember? You’re not getting rid of me anytime soon.” I tug at the thick material, sending her breasts spilling out over the top and making all my corset fantasies come true.
I bend my head, worshiping her nipples with my mouth until she’s panting and cursing beneath her breath and tugging so hard on my hair, I’m afraid I’ll be bald if I don’t give her what she needs.
What we both need.
Spinning her around, I drag her lace thong to one side, groaning as I feel how wet she is, how swollen and ready. “Hands on the bar,” I grunt as I whip a condom from my wallet and slide it on in seconds flat. And then I’m at her entrance, sliding inside her, and all is right with the world.
I reach around, grinding the heel of my palm against her clit as I take her hard and deep, unable to slow down or hold back. “So bad,” I groan against her neck as we writhe together, quickly reaching the edge. “Need you so bad, baby. Always going to need you.”
“Always,” she gasps, pushing back against me, taking me even deeper into her welcoming heat. “I’m almost there, almost there.”
She cries out as she comes, and I ignite a second later, my cock pulsing inside her as the best orgasm of my life leaves me weak-kneed and breathless. I brace my hand on the bar beside her and fight to stay on my feet, gasping, “Love you. Love you so much,” into her hair as we both ride the last of the wave.