Reaching for a condom, he tore it open and slid it on before lowering her body down over the length of him. “Fuck, you feel so good. So warm, so tight...”

She swallowed hard as she lifted her hips up and down in a slow, torturously dangerous rhythm that had him practically panting for more. Watching her breasts rise and fall with her movements, her head tossed back in pleasure of her own and her dark hair cascading over her shoulder...he was mesmerized.

He lifted his hips to go deeper, needing to be closer to her, wanting this feeling of absolute pleasure to last.

She pushed down further and let out a small gasp as his cock plunged deep into her body. “Damn, you’re so big and hard. I’ve never been with anyone who makes me feel so good,” she said, rocking a little faster, a little more desperate against him.

“We’re good together.” And it surprised him that two people who were so incompatible on the surface could be so perfect together at the core. He felt he knew her, knew who she really was beneath the cool, professional exterior. She was letting him in, letting him see parts of her she hid from the rest of the world—a softer, caring, irresistible nature that he was drawn to. “I don’t want to let you go,” he said, reaching up to brush her long hair away from her face.

The look in her eyes told him she felt the same way and his heart pounded loudly in his chest.

Placing her hands against his shoulders, she rocked her hips faster, sliding up and down over him, until her breathing matched his and they were both searching for release. He gripped her ass, his fingers digging into the flesh, helping her motion, increasing her pace...until finally his body erupted in waves of pleasure, shooting throughout his core.

“Damn, Erika,” he said, his eyes rolling back as he enjoyed the aftershocks of his orgasm.

He felt her clench tight around him, then her own vibrations rippled over his cock. Her body throbbing around him was almost too much but he pushed a final time, giving her the same rush of intensity he was feeling.

Spent, she fell against him and he held her close, pulling her into his arms as she rested her head against his chest.

They both lay there, lost in their own emotions, battling the one thought that he suspected was plaguing them both.

Could they really make this work?

Chapter Twenty

CHAPTER TWENTY

WITH A HEAVY HEART, Erika climbed the stairs to Cassie’s condo the next morning. She opened the unlocked door and immediately found herself wrapped in a big, warm hug.

“Oh my God. Look at you!” Arlene Reynolds stood back to take her in. “So beautiful,” she said.