Chapter 9 - meant to be

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“Oh, I always find time to do that, especially when those strange women are as hot as you.” The heated tone in his voice leaves me squirming in my seat.

We finish up our food, and I help Jason clean up.

I’m just loading up the last dish into the dishwasher when I feel him come up behind me, his hands taking ahold of my hips.

My heart pauses and then jumps, and my pulse starts to race.

I turn and look at him over my shoulder. Our eyes connect, the air suddenly becoming very thick between us.

I straighten up.

Jason moves me around to face him. His hand lifts to my ponytail. He tugs the tie out and runs his fingers through my hair.

“Are we done with the small talk and pleasantries?” he asks, low.

I swipe my tongue over my lower lip, loving the way his eyes flare at the movement. “Yeah, we’re done.”

“Good because I want you in my bed. Now.”

He  lifts me off the floor, and my legs wrap around his waist. He captures my mouth in a  kiss as he starts to walk through his apartment. He carries me into his darkened bedroom and deposits me onto his extremely large bed.

“This is a big bed,” I comment.

Jason reaches out, hooking his fingers into the waistband of my leggings. He pulls them down my legs, tossing them to the floor.

My legs start to tremble, my stomach doing cartwheels, in anticipation of what’s about to happen.

I send up a silent prayer. Thank you, God. I know I don’t deserve it, but thank you.

“Take your top off.” His voice is commanding and sends me to attention.

I scramble to take it off, removing my I chuck it to the floor.

“You ready to have your mind blown, Sam?”

I’m staring at him, dumbstruck. My heart is beating out of my chest.

Finding my voice, I whisper, “Do your worst.”

His lips lift at the corners. “Trust me when I say, it’ll be the best. The best you will ever have.”

The whole world could be on fire, and I wouldn’t care.

I just need this…him.

My body is burning up with a fever. I feel like I’m going to come out of my skin.

Every one of my muscles seize in the most delicious way as a heat spreads throughout my body, and I never want it to end.

But, like all things in life, it has to end.

My body falls lax onto the bed.

I feel Jason kissing  my body, but I can’t move. I’m too relaxed.

I slide my fingers into his hair, lifting his head so that he’s looking at me. “That was…”

“Amazing. Mind-blowing. Out of this world.” He grins.

“All those things and more. Thank you.”

His brows pull together. “You don’t have to thank me.”

“I know, but I do. A big, big thank you.”

He chuckles.

I bring my head toward his, softly kissing him.

The kiss quickly turns heated.

He’s on top of me in seconds with his mouth back on mine, kissing me like his life depends on it. “I’ve wanted to do this from the moment you kissed me on the plane.”

“Oh my God!” I cry out.

He stills inside me.

My body is adjusting to his size when he presses his nose to mine and stares deep into my eyes. “You feel so fucking good. Even better than I imagined.” His breath whispers over my lips.

I can feel his heart beating against mine while he is buried deep inside me.

He kisses his way back to my mouth, and I’m turning my head to meet his lips, needing to kiss him more than I need air right now.

Jason groans, and it sounds like pure pleasure. It sends thrills racing through me, as I realize that I’m affecting him in this way.

“Tell me you’re close, babe, because I can’t hold off any longer.”

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Samaya.”

He thinks I’m beautiful?

And he keeps kissing me, long , and I like it a lot.

The sex was out-of-this-world, but I like kissing him just as much. I’ve never been kissed the way Jason kisses me—so incredibly thorough. Like the kiss isn’t just a precursor to sex. He kisses me because he wants to.

“That was fucking amazing,” he says, brushing my hair back from my forehead. “If I’d known it would be that good, I wouldn’t have waited the last seven hours. I’d have for sure insisted on fucking in the airplane bathroom.”

I slap his ass, and he chuckles.

He kisses my lips one last time.

He gets up off me, and I feel the loss immediately. It surprises me just how much.

I watch his sexy  ass go into his bathroom. I hear water running, and then he emerges a few seconds later.

He climbs back onto the bed. Getting a blanket from the bottom of the bed, he covers us with it.

I laugh suddenly

He looks up at me, dark lashes fanning as he blinks. “What?”

“Nothing.” I smile. “You’re just different. Not like any guy I’ve ever met before.”

He smiles widely. “And you, Sam, are not like any other woman I’ve ever met before.”

I take that as a compliment, as I bet he’s met a lot of women.

Jason lifts up and softly kisses me on the lips. Then, he takes me in his arms.

I lay my head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.

“I’m really glad my meeting was canceled today.”

I glance up at him. “You weren’t supposed to be on that flight?”

“No, I was due to fly back tomorrow, but the meeting I was supposed to have today was canceled, so I decided to fly back. And I’m really fucking glad I did.”

“I’m glad you did, too. Guess us meeting was meant to be.”

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