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Fortuity (Fortuity Duet Book 1) by Rochelle Paige (18)

Chapter Seventeen

Dillon

She reared back and looked at me with her pretty brown eyes wide and full of shock. “What?”

“Move in with me,” I repeated with conviction. I’d been thinking about asking her since Corey first mentioned it, but the time never seemed right. Until now; when she’d handed me the perfect opportunity.

But judging by the way she was shaking her head, she didn’t seem to agree. “While I appreciate the offer, we can’t just move in together because it’ll fix a problem. Moving in together is huge.”

“This isn’t a spur of the moment decision on my part. I’ve been thinking about it since Christmas,” I admitted. “I almost gave you a key then, but I figured it was too soon.”

“Definitely too soon. I absolutely would’ve freaked out because I hadn’t realized I loved you yet.” Her hand came up and pressed against her lips, and her eyes grew even wider. “I didn’t mean to say it quite like that.”

“But you do love me?”

She nodded jerkily, and her body tightened up under my hands. My brain was still trying to catch up to her admission, and it took me a moment to realize why she was tense. She’d said the words, but I hadn’t. “I love you, Faith. So fucking much I can barely stand being apart from you some days.”

The tension melted from her body, and her eyes lit with pure, unadulterated joy. “Really?”

“Without question.”

Wow.”

“Can I assume your wow means that since we love each other, there’s no reason for us not to move in together?”

She grinned at me and nodded. “Yeah, that’s what it means.”

Thank fuck.”

I yanked her body closer to mine, eliminating the small amount of space between us as I kissed her roughly. My lips were smashed against hers, and I gripped her hair in one hand while I palmed her ass with the other as I lost myself in her body. When I tore my lips from hers, we were both panting for air.

“You have way too many clothes on.”

“We both do,” she agreed. She rolled off my lap, and we ripped our shirts over our heads, kicked off our shoes, and pulled our pants down our legs. I’d gone commando, so I was already buck naked when Faith was down to her bra and panties.

I pulled her back onto my lap and traced my fingertips along the edges of her bra cups before palming her tits. She pressed into my hold while she reached around and unclasped her bra. I groaned when I pulled my hands away, and the lacy material fell onto my lap. “You’re so fucking gorgeous.”

“And all yours,” she whispered as she rose up on her knees and wiggled out of her panties.

“Because you love me,” I rasped out, needing to hear it again.

“I do. I love you, Dillon.”

Her saying it so freely lit a fire inside me. I ran my hands down her spine and gripped her ass, grinding up against her. “Oh, damn,” I groaned. “You’re so fucking wet. I can’t wait to get inside you.”

She pressed closer to me. “Don’t wait. Take me now.”

“I need a taste of you first.” I flipped our positions so she was sitting on the couch, and I dropped to my knees on the floor in front of her. I ran my palms along her bare skin, from her ankles to the inside of her upper thighs, and pulled her legs apart. “After I get it, I’ll fuck deep inside you until we both can’t take any more.”

“Yes,” she hissed as I licked the outside of her pussy lips. My hands gripped her thighs to hold them open as she clenched them together at my touch.

“Keep ‘em open, baby, if you want my mouth on you.”

“I do,” she whispered, running her fingers through my hair to grip my skull.

I chuckled against her skin, making her tremble before I circled my tongue around her clit without quite touching it. Levering my shoulders between her legs, I jerked her hips up so she was opened wide to me. Snaking my tongue out, I licked up her wet slit.

“I love how you taste,” I whispered before sucking her clit into my mouth and flicking it with my tongue several times. Then I released it with a pop and dipped my tongue lower to fuck her pussy with it.

“Yes! Just like that, Dillon,” she gasped.

I kept at her until she was writhing beneath me, her body tight as she begged me to let her come. My cock was throbbing at that point, so I pulled my tongue out of her pussy and went after her clit until she flew over the edge. Then I rose up on my knees and positioned myself between her legs.

“Fuck, I need to grab a condom,” I groaned as I rubbed the tip of my cock along her pussy lips. We’d talked about going bare, but it wasn’t an option for us. Because of the drugs she was on for her transplant, the only pill her doctor was willing to put her on had a higher rate of failure and we were nowhere close to ready to even think about having a baby—especially since it would be more complicated with Faith’s health issues. So condoms were a necessity for us.

“Hurry,” she urged, her hips lifting as she slid against me, leaving a trail of moisture on my cock.

“Goddammit,” I hissed as I pulled away from her to find my shorts. Yanking my wallet out of the pocket, I found a condom and got it on my dick in record speed. Then I lined our bodies back up so that I was between her legs with my cock at her opening again.

“I need you,” she whispered, pulling my head down for a kiss.

“Faith,” I growled against her lips as I sank into her pussy. Each and every time with her felt so damn good, but this was different. Better. Fucking amazing. “Holy fuck, I love you so fucking much.”

“I love you, too. But I’d like to feel you fucking me instead of hearing you say it.” She dug her fingernails into my ass and tried to pull me deeper inside.

“Fuck, baby.” It slipped out without me realizing what I’d said until she giggled and I felt it around my cock.

“Less talk. More action,” she ordered on a laugh.

“Be careful what you wish for, because I’m gonna give it to you,” I warned a split-second before I pulled out and thrust back into her all the way. Deep and forceful. Over and over, I pounded into her. So hard the couch started to slide across the floor. Inch by inch. Thrust by thrust until my control hung by a thread, Faith writhing underneath me with her nails digging into my ass. Meeting me for each drive of my hips.

“So close,” she begged. “Need it, Dillon. Please.”

Desperate to send us both over the edge, I slipped one hand between us and pinched her clit. I felt her tighten around me as she screamed out my name. Her pussy walls clenched around my cock like a vise, and it was over for me too. My balls drew up and tightened, and fire licked through my veins as my climax roared through me. Planting myself deep, my come filled the condom as my cock jerked over and over again. “Fuck.”

“Damn straight,” she laughed softly.

“Oh, now you don’t mind if I say it?”

“Hell yeah, you fucked me silly.” She brushed my hair back from my forehead and pressed a kiss to my lips. “You can say anything you’d like.”

It didn’t take me more than a second to think of my response. “I love you.”

She grinned up at me. Her eyes were a little dazed, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were swollen. She’d never looked more gorgeous. “Feel free to say that as often as you’d like.”

“Be prepared to hear it morning, noon, and night now that you’re moving in with me,” I warned as I pulled out of her and rose to my feet to pad across the room and toss the condom into the garbage can in the bathroom off the living room. Then I splashed my face with water and washed my hands before wandering towards the kitchen to grab us a couple of bottles of water.

Faith was still on the couch, but she’d slipped my shirt on, when I walked back into the living room and handed her one of the bottles. “You better hydrate because that wasn’t our only round for the night.”

“Oh really?” She quirked an eyebrow at me.

“You told me you love me and you’re going to move in with me.” I flashed her a grin. “We need to celebrate. Repeatedly.”

“I guess I’m okay with the change in plan.” Her exaggerated sigh turned into a giggle when I dropped down next to her and dug my fingers into her sides. “Stop! Okay! I guess we can binge on sex instead of shows, but I still want that takeout food because I’m starving.”

“I’ll get extra. All your favorites,” I promised, pulling up an app on my phone to place an order for delivery. “And while we’re waiting for it to get here, you can make a plan to get you moved in here. When were you thinking?

“After graduation maybe?”

That was only two weeks away, but it was about thirteen days longer than I wanted to wait. “How about tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow? No way.” She shook her head. “I have exams to study for still. I don’t have time to pack up my dorm room. Not yet. It’s going to have to wait until after finals at the very least. Maybe right after graduation would work best?”

I claimed her lips in a hard kiss to stop her litany of reasons for why she couldn’t move in right away. “No backpedaling, baby. You’re moving in. Period. End of story. I’m willing to wait until after graduation if I have to, but only if you spend your nights here.”

“Will you keep feeding me my favorite foods and giving me lots of orgasms?”

“Of fucking course.”

“Then I guess I can agree to that deal.”

That was a good thing because if her answer had been no, I would’ve had to hire a mover as a surprise and then fuck her until she didn’t want to argue about it anymore.