Spin My Love (My Love #1)(39)

“No rush,” he admonishes gently as he starts to kiss down my stomach.

Okay, I do like where this is going.

At the first lick, I can’t stop the moan that bursts from my mouth. How long has it been? Too f*cking long. And now it’s with Tane again. Nothing could be better than this—with him.

My hands thread through his hair and my head falls back against the pillow. To begin with, his licks are tantalisingly slow, but he slowly increases the speed.

“Tane,” I whisper when I’m almost there. So close. He sucks on my clit and I explode, calling out his name as waves of pleasure take over me.

As I come back to myself, Tane leans over me once more, wiping his hand over his mouth and staring down at me.

I smile up at him, feeling relaxed and content.

“My turn,” I suddenly say, rolling over him and licking my lips.

He makes a deep sound in his throat as I take him into my mouth. Relaxing my throat, I slide him in and out until he gently pushes my head away.

“I need to be inside you,” he rasps, sitting up and pushing me back on the bed. “Condom?”

“I’m on the pill,” I tell him.

“I’m clean,” he says, as he slides home, making me moan. He’s big and fills me, pleasure bordering the line of pain.

“Are you okay?” he asks, restraining himself.

“Yes, please,” I beg, needing him to move inside me. He instantly complies, thrusting his hips in and out in sensual rhythm.

“You feel so good,” he grits out, bracing his arms over me.

I pull his head down and kiss him with everything I have.

We finish together, panting and entangled. He kisses my forehead sweetly and then pulls out. I smile, my eyelids heavy, and snuggle into his body.

“Now that’s how you make love.” I sigh.

His chuckle makes my smile widen.





Chapter Nineteen

Tane

I wake her up with my mouth on her, then slide into her and make love to her slowly. Last night was incredible. I lost count how many times I reached for her in the night, wanting—no, needing to be inside of her.

She wasn’t complaining.

“Morning,” she mumbles sweetly after we both orgasm, a satisfied smile on her face as I gently pull out of her.

“Morning beautiful,” I say as I stare down at her. Even just as she wakes, she is stunning. I don’t think I’ve ever thought that of another woman before.

“I hope you’re not that insatiable every night,” she says, lip twitching.

I kiss her. “I don’t remember you complaining.”

She wraps her arms around my neck. “That’s because I wasn’t.”

“I’ll go make breakfast,” I whisper against her swollen pink lips. “You can relax for a bit.”

“Okay,” she replies, kissing me first, then rolling over and burying her face in the pillow.

I smile as I exit the room, feeling a little … proud? No, maybe satisfied that I could please her so much. I keep that thought to myself, not wanting Giselle to think I was some kind of caveman, but the feeling was there nonetheless.

I make some coffee then jump in the shower, humming as I do so. Once I’m dressed I wake Parker up and make him breakfast. I make some eggs, bacon, and toast for Giselle and bring it to her in bed. As she eats, I get Parker washed and dressed for kindy. I love doing all these little things for him. I guess in a way I’m trying to make up for lost time, but at the same time, I just like doing them. I like seeing him every day, and I like spending time with him.

Giselle walks out of the room fully dressed as I’m about to leave to drop Parker off. She’s wearing all black, pants and a shirt, and these little boots I want to f*ck her in.

“Thanks for getting him ready,” she says, pushing her hair back behind her ears. She’s got this red lipstick on that I want to kiss off her. She gives me a knowing smile. “Tane, we don’t have time for that.”

I bring her to me, lean down and kiss her neck. “Have a great day at work. Want to go out for dinner tonight?”

She sighs and nods. “Sounds good. You can choose a place. Parker likes Italian, though.”

“Parker or you?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.

“Both of us,” she replies, grinning. Then, she surprises me. She goes on her tiptoes and whispers in my ear, “How could it be possible to want you again? After how many times we made love last night and this morning?”

She pulls away, smiles, says bye to Parker and then walks out the door, leaving me open-mouthed and hard.

I shake my head and will my hard-on away.

That woman is going to be the death of me.

*****

I spend the morning talking to my new agent, Leanne, about getting a few gigs lined up for when I return to work, then head back to my house and spend a few hours in my studio room. It’s been a few weeks since Giselle and I first slept together, and I’ve been at her house pretty much every night since. I want us to move in together, but I don’t know if she’s ready for it yet. I keep hoping she will bring it up—but no luck so far. I can be patient. When it comes to her, I know I can be patient. I open the top drawer in my study and pull out the small black, velvet jewellery box.

Soon.

I slide it back away and then stand, needing to get ready to pick Parker up from kindy. I told him I would take him surfing afterwards. I pick him up and then get some lunch on the way, dropping it off at the library for Giselle. After that we head to the beach, meeting Levi there. When I see Keira there with Justin I force a smile, but do my best to stay out of her way. Soon enough, though, she walks over in her tiny yellow bikini, sticking her chest out so obviously that I see Levi cringe. I’m pretty sure my expression mirrors his.