Nodding eagerly I grinned. I liked the sound of that a lot.
***
I loved the feel of Wickeds powerful body over mine, stretching and filling me as he held his weight above me on his elbows. The entire time he kept his eyes on mine. And it was the intensity of his look that had me clinging to him as much as it was the feel of him sliding in and out of me.
I wanted this forever.
Because now I had a taste of him I wasn’t sure I would ever be able to let him go.
I just didn’t know how we were going to manage it. How were we ever going to be together when every single person would object to it. I would never ask him to give up the club for me. Hell, he was President now, he couldn’t just walk away, even if he wanted to.
“Where did you just go?”
It was only then that I realised that I had been laying under him unmoving. He slowed his movements as I blinked up at him. Trying to shake the thoughts away and concentrate on the here and now.
Concentrate on him.
We would only have a few hours together a week when he could sneak away. I didn’t want to waste a single second of it by dwelling on the future.
“Baby.” His movements stilled completely, his hand reached up to smooth back my sweaty hair from my forehead. “Chelsea talk to me. I want you right here with me when I’m making love to you. So if there’s something on your mind you need to tell me.”
“It’s nothing.” I didn’t want him to stop. I needed him to make love to me hard and fast like only he could so I could put all the doubts out of my mind.
“Chelsea,” circling his hips he drew out a long moan from me. “Are you having second thoughts?”
“No.” I clung to him. My nails scraping along his bare ass. “No I’m not having doubts about us. This is what I’ve wanted for so long. I’ve been I love with you forever Wicked.”
I didn’t expect him to say it back, and that was fine. Just being here with him was enough.
“Are you having doubts?”
He shook his head. A line appearing between his eyebrows as he frowned. “No Chelsea. I don’t have any doubt.” Another roll of his hips and my legs clenched around him.
Wicked could bring about world peace with his damn moves.
“I want to spend every minute with you. But it’s not going to be easy…. we have to wait…”
“Yeah, I know.” I did know. It didn’t mean I had to like it though. “We have to hide it from everyone.”
“Only for a little while Chelsea.” Wicked began to move again and I was taken up by the pleasure he was giving my body.
I wanted to believe that it would only be a little while but I knew Wicked was playing some dangerous games. I just hoped I wasn’t one of them.
***
He was gone before I woke up the next morning but I knew I couldn’t be upset about that. He had told me he needed to leave early.
Still, it was horrible waking up with his scent on my sheets and a delicious ache between my legs.
We had only been home one day and already it was hard. How could we continue doing this when it was already this hard? I had no doubt that it was going to get worse.
Club business would keep us apart. His pretend girlfriend would pull us apart. Hell, every damn thing would pull us apart in time.
Sighing I rolled out of the bed. Padding naked towards the bathroom I caught sight of myself in the mirror. Doing a double-take.
Scrawled across my left breast in a bright red lip liner were three words.
Property of Wicked.