I shouldn’t feel nervous, but I fucking did. I drove under the building and parked in my usual spot.

“We’re here.” I pulled the keys from the ignition and walked around to let Natalia out of the passenger side.

“And here is where you live?” she guessed.

“Come on.” I tugged her behind me and led her to the elevator. I punched in the button and we rode to the top floor.

“You’re not going to tell me anything?”

“Give me five seconds and you’ll see for yourself.”

I shoved the key in the lock and opened the door for the new apartment. She walked over the threshold and turned to look at me.

“What is this place?”

I grinned. “It’s ours.”

“What?” Her eyes darted back and forth.

“Yep. I bought it for you. For us.” I pulled her hand. “This is our living room, the kitchen, the master suite is back there, but this is really what I want you to see.” I opened the door and waited for her reaction.

“Oh my God.”

“Do you like it?”

“You built a studio for me?”

“I did. I wanted you to be able to dance here. And look, there’s even a place for your turntable from Madame Collette built into the wall. I had them add speakers so we can tie the whole system together. And the chandeliers are like the one you have, I think, but you can change anything you don’t like.”

“Sam, this is unbelievable.” She threw her arms around me, and I hoisted her from the floor.

My lips landed on hers as I drew her close to my body. I wrapped my arms around the curve of her waist.

“I’m glad you like it.”

“You were sure of yourself, weren’t you?” She smiled.

“I was not going to use the picture.” I eyed her. “But, yes, I know you belong with me. Here.”

She stepped out of my arms and walked to the barre, pressing on it. She lifted her heel on one edge and leaned over so her body was folded in half.

“You know that this is a turn on for me, right? Watching you dance? Watching your body move like that?”

She smiled at me wickedly. “That’s good to know.” She switched legs and stretched across her ankle, letting her fingers flow to her foot.

“I’m serious. I see you in the mirror and I think about the night in your apartment.” I walked behind her.

“I think about it too,” she whispered.

I kissed her neck. She tasted sweet and wild. God I wanted her. I wanted to christen this room and the entire apartment.

But it wasn’t ready. There was dust everywhere and wires sticking out of the walls. I didn’t know when one of the workers might walk back in from a break.

“Can I take you to our temporary home?” I suggested.

She looked around. “There’s more?”

I waggled my eyebrows. “Yes. I live downstairs.”

I threaded my fingers through hers and maneuvered her through the debris in the apartment. We headed down the flight of stairs and I opened the door.

No sooner had we walked through the door, than her lips were on mine and our clothes were flying to the floor.

“I missed you,” she whispered.

It seemed like more than two weeks had passed since we had been at Canyon Lake.

“God, I missed you.” I devoured her lips, not taking my time to be gentle or easy. I wanted her to know what she did to me.

Her fingers trailed over my chest and unsnapped the button on my jeans. “I missed this,” she purred.

Fuck. My cock was hard. Two weeks away from her and this wouldn’t last long.

I grabbed her by the back of the head, but she was already sinking to her knees, struggling to get the denim off my legs. I had her gasp when my cock bounced freely.

Her hand clasped around it and tugged gently before her tongue lashed over the head.

“Fuck, yeah.” I jerked forward, smiling at her. I moved backward toward the couch and sat. She positioned herself between my knees and I watched as her lush lips inhaled my dick with swift sucking movements.

I reached for her tits, and squeezed her nipples. I could feel the tight spasm in my spine as I was about to come. I pushed her away. I wanted to come inside her.

She looked up. “Everything okay?”

“No,” I growled. “Get up here. Lie on your stomach.”

She crawled over me and did as I asked. I palmed the smoothness of her ass with one hand as the other found the wet heated entrance.

She bounced up as I slid my fingers inside her. I smiled when I felt her clench around me. I pumped in and out of her watching her ass move with the rhythm. I lowered my lips to her bottom and kissed her.

“Ohh, Sam.”

“That’s it?” I teased.

I added another finger and she whimpered. She was so fucking tight and wet. My thumb traveled lower to her nub and playfully slid it back and forth while she fucked my fingers more wildly than before.

“J’ai envie de toi,” she moaned.

I spread her legs and my tongue slipped between her slit. Fuck, she tasted sweet. I nipped at her bottom.

“Say more than that,” I demanded. “Tell me what you want.”

She clung to my fingers, panting and shaking. “Baise-moi, please. Baise-moi.”

I loved hearing the dirty words on her lips. I nestled my cock at her opening, letting her get adjusted to me again. She was slick, and within seconds, I’d be buried so deep inside her, she wouldn’t care. But I wanted to remember this feeling. What it was like with the head of my cock on the precipice of taking what was mine. With her body writhing under mine, wanting me, needing me to soothe her ache.

I began to push inside her, when my head reeled back. I lowered myself to her back, so she could tilt her hips upward. I slid so deep in her we both groaned at the intensity. I grabbed her hands and kissed her neck as I pumped in and out. Each thrust stronger than the last. And then we both began to jolt and shiver with the same momentum.

“Come with me, Natalia. Come all over me.”

“God, yes,” She whimpered. “Oui. Oui!” I felt the orgasm spiral through her as mine finally released me. I buried myself in her, claiming her, making her mine again.

“You’re mine,” I growled, hilting myself inside her.

“I am,” she whispered. “Don’t ever stop fucking me like this.”

“Don’t ever stop talking dirty.” I laughed.

I collapsed against her back, trying not to crush her with my weight.

She kissed my fingers.

“I know today has been full of surprises.” I rolled to my side and rotated her so I could see her beautiful face. “But I have one more.”

“You do?” She traced the side of my jaw.

“I’m in love with you.” It was the first time I had said the words and knew they were being said to the right person.

She smiled, her hands sliding around my neck. “I’m so in love with you.”

My lips crushed down on hers and I held her damp body against mine. I finally had her, and I wasn’t going to let go.