Their
gazes met and held.
“Did my heat bother you?”
“I liked it. I was a little sore for a few seconds but now I’m not. You should bottle
that as a miracle cure for soothing a woman after sex.” She laughed.
He grinned. “I liked submitting to you.”
She glanced up above their heads. “You broke the headboard.”
He lifted his chin to peer at the headboard and got a comical expression on his face.
Jessie couldn’t help but laugh. His gaze met hers.
“I don’t remember doing that.”
“Then I guess I shouldn’t mention the comforter.”
He frowned.
Jessie released his back with one hand, reached to the side and grabbed a handful of
filling. She showed it to him. “You should cut your nails, honey. You shredded the bed
but thank you for letting me go and grabbing it instead. My uninjured thigh really
appreciates it.”
Justice gawked at the fluff, stunned. “I don’t remember doing that either.”
“I think you were too focused on me.”
“I definitely was that. You’re beautiful, Jessie. Did I tell you that?” He stared deeply
into her eyes. “You’re the most beautiful thing I think I’ve ever seen when I’m inside
you and you are enjoying us being together.”
“That’s the best thing anyone has ever said to me.”
Jessie turned her head to glance at the nightstand clock. “Oh, shit.” Her gaze flew to
Justice. “It’s nine thirty.”
“So?”
“Your press conference.”
Justice paled and softly cursed. “I forgot.”
She grinned. “I take that statement back. That is the best thing anyone has ever said
to me. I made the king of workaholics forget about work.”
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He laughed. “Stay the night with me. I’ll grab a shower, go to the gates to talk to the
press and come back.”
Happiness filled her that he didn’t want to end their time together. “I would love
to. Do you have any other work tonight?”
He shifted over her and withdrew his still-hard cock. Near regret showed on his
features while separating from her body. He lifted up and moved down the bed to the
end of it. “The only work I have after talking to the media is topping what we just did. I think I can manage to do that.” His gaze traveled her body. “You inspire me to want to
get to the gates and back as quickly as possible. I’ll hurry through the press conference.”
Jessie sat up on the bed, drew her knees up and hugged them. “You never wrote a
speech.”
He shrugged, turning toward the bathroom and Jessie stared at his ass. He
definitely had the finest one she’d ever seen in her entire life, in or out of a pair of jeans.
“I’ll wing it.” He turned at the bathroom door. “Do you want to come with me to
the conference? You need to shower with me if you do. My scent is all over you unless
you don’t mind all the Species who get close to you knowing what we just did.” He
chuckled. “I would be happy for you to keep my scent but I know human women can
be touchy about revealing those things publicly.”
“I think I’ll stay here if you don’t mind. I’m not a big fan of three-ring circuses with
cameras.”
He laughed. “Me neither.” He disappeared into the bathroom.
Jessie scooted out of bed and studied it. The comforter was history. She tore it from
the mattress and bunched it in a pile. She turned, laughed and realized the sheets were
damaged too. His nails had pierced the comforter, torn right through it down to the
sheets. After removing those, she laughed again. He’d even tagged the mattress. The
situation cracked her up and she began to laugh.
“What?”
Jessie had to catch her breath as she turned to him, saw he’d already showered and
was impressed he’d managed to do that so fast. “You have connections in this hotel,
right?”
“We own it.”
“You better make a call. You need all new bedding and maybe a new mattress.”
Justice’s attention shifted to the bed. He stared at the bare mattress and