Free Love Renewed (Entwined Hearts #3) by Maria Macdonald Page A

circles with his thumb on my clit. I start moving with his hand and I know he’s getting close, I’m not sure how I know, but I feel it inside of me like he’s holding back. I’m obviously not quick enough for him, though, as he pulls his hand away from my clit and slips it around my back. Then without realising what he’s doing he pushes his finger between my bum cheeks and puts pressure on my anus, making me instantly and unexpectedly explode under him. As I do, so does he.
    Wow. Fuck me.
    As we come down from the high of sex. Our bodies are still entwined, a sheen of sweat covers us both.
    “I don’t remember that. I wish I did,” I tell Dane, melancholy in my voice, knowing I may never remember our history.
    “It was never like that. But it would have been. We were only kids really, I was young and inexperienced. You were my first and I was yours.” As he explains, I feel a grip forming around my heart, but I’m not sure whether it’s because I’m happy that I had that specific experience with him first, or sad because I can’t remember it. And for me, at least with my current memory, Bobby Hadley was my first. Ugh.
    We’re both in our own thoughts for a while, I’m basking in my glow and hoping this is the start of something more.
    “Dane.”
    “Nova.” I smile at my nickname, it makes me feel special.
    “I don’t usually do this…have sex on a first date. Actually I’ve never done this,” I tell him and realise I haven’t ever wanted to do this before, but with Dane, he brings something out in me, something that I feel has laid dormant for a while.
    “I know, baby,” he replies and I lift my head off his chest to look into his eyes.
    “How do you know that?” I whisper.
    “I have my ways.” Saying no more, then melting me with his smile.
    “I’m a good girl,” I say while softly running my fingertips down his chest.
    “No you’re fucking not,” he answers with a smirk. And in about three seconds flat he has lifted off the bed, wrapped his arms around me and I’m lying underneath him again.
    Well, I guess once isn’t enough for Mr. Matthews.

 
    Waking up in a strange bed is not my speciality. I’ve never had a one night stand. Not to my knowledge. At that thought, I lie still and ponder for a moment. I don’t really know what I did or who I was before. Maybe I was like that, maybe Dane knows different.
    What if this was a quick fuck and I got it wrong. Read it wrong? It wouldn’t be the first time.
    “Stop over thinking,” Dane mumbles from next to me and my head jerks at his voice.
    “I thought you were asleep?” I return sounding snippy.
    He chuckles at me. “I sleep with one eye open.” His words confuse me. I realise that he confuses me quite often, it feels like what he says always has an underlying meaning, but I just don’t catch on. “I can see you’re worried about last night. Don’t be,” he continues.
    “What’s that supposed to mean?” I ask feeling more confused and getting annoyed, I’m not a morning person at the best of times.
    He wraps his arm around my back pulling me onto his chest. “We’re right where we should be Nova. You in my arms. All is right with the world. Just hold onto that.”
    I huff but snuggle into him anyway, and I know he’s grinning at me.
     

     
    “So what are you doing today?” I ask Dane when we’ve finished breakfast.
    His forehead crinkles at my question. “What do you mean, what am I doing? I’m spending my day with you then we’re leaving for Vegas, right?”
    I feel my cheeks heat at his answer. “Erm…well, obviously I need to go home and get my stuff and I need to pack, but I’m not leaving until Friday morning,” I reply getting up and grabbing the breakfast things, walking over to deposit them in the sink.
    “Why?” He shoots back while following me.
    “What do you mean, why?” I return my hands now on my hips.
    “Well, the wedding is Friday night. I figured you women like to chat and shit