“Nah, just you. I thought I was having a good dream. A really fucking good dream.”

I rolled up on an elbow so I could look him in the eyes by the light of the alarm clock. “I know you said you’d see me tomorrow, but since it’s after midnight, it is tomorrow.”

“Did security let you in?”

“Steele escorted me up here.”

“Ahhh.”

“He’s pretty drunk.”

“Yeah, it was a bad night for all of us.”

“I could make it a better night.” I slid my hand down his flat chest and found what I was looking for. He was already hard. “You don’t waste any time.”

“Not when you’re around.” His chuckle was wicked, and I liked that. He even seemed in relatively good spirits. Sex had that effect on him. I rolled over and dug a condom from his nightstand. After opening it, I crawled over to where he lay on his back in the middle of the bed, slid the sheets downward, and exposed his cock.

With great concentration to take my time, I slowly unrolled the condom over his erection. Then I sat back on my heels to appreciate my handiwork. His body was a thing of beauty, and I never tired of gazing at him. By the hot desire smoldering in his gaze, he felt the same way as his eyes roamed over my body.

“You’re so fucking hot,” I said as I slid an appreciative hand across his abs.

“So are you.”

I moved my leg to the other side of his body and straddled his hips. “I’ll make you forget everything but my name.”

“I like that.”

I lowered myself slowly onto his cock, letting him fill me inch by glorious inch. Groaning, he closed his eyes and arched his hips to take me deeper until we were joined together as one. He gripped my waist as I began to rise and fall onto his dick.

“Oh, fuck, yeah, baby. Just like that.” He was in heaven and so was I. In fact, not only was I in heaven but I was in deep shit. I adored this man, and I’d never felt this way before about anyone. This was scary to me, and I kept my feelings to myself because voicing them would be a whole new level of vulnerability for me. I was too much of a coward to go there.

Opening yourself up to someone took courage. As hard as it was to admit, I didn’t have that courage. I held back a piece of myself from Axel, just as I did from anyone, but he was chipping away at the size of that piece.

I’d fallen in love with this man.

I was in love.

With. This. Man.

“Hey, is something wrong?” Axel said softly, staring at me somewhat oddly. I blinked a few times, then realized I was perched on his cock and not moving.

“No, nothing, just enjoying the moment.” I should’ve been enjoying the moment instead of fretting over my fragile heart. I shoved my insecurities to the back of my mind and concentrated on Axel’s pleasure and mine. I fucked him, torturously slow at first but building in speed and intensity until our orgasms wrecked us both, leaving us in an exhausted, brainless heap of muscle and tissue and bone.