Eruption

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I moved my hand from his base to his tip and watched him staring intently back at me. There was fire in his eyes. I could get him to give into me. I just needed to give him an extra push. "You know you want me on my knees with my lips around your c**k. I want you to come in my mouth." I moved off the couch and kneeled in front of him, trailing my hands up his thighs.

His Adam's apple rose and fell.

"I want to swallow every ounce." I reached for the button of his pants. "How about you say yes?"

He grabbed my hand and raised his left eyebrow. "The only thing I'm saying yes to is a cold shower." He got up off the couch and stretched. "You're welcome to join me if you're ready to throw in the towel. Trust me, the reward will be well worth the defeat." His eyes on me made my whole body feel warm. I didn't doubt that he'd be overly generous if I admitted defeat. But I wanted to be the one that made him cave.

I sighed and sat back down on the couch. "Go take your shower, James." I grabbed the remote and tried to focus on my show.

He laughed and walked out of the living room. He took his shirt off as he walked up the stairs and I almost moaned at the sight of his muscular back. I was in trouble.

***

"The cake tasting is Thursday. And I have a dress fitting on Saturday. Besides that, it's only last minute stuff." My head was on James' bare chest and I was savoring the rise and fall of it beneath my cheek. There was an intimacy about this too. I liked being close to him and talking to him. I had never felt so comfortable around anyone in my life. We just fit so perfectly together.

He absentmindedly ran his fingers through my hair. "What kind of dress did you get?"

I laughed and moved some of my weight to my hand so I could look up at him. "I can't tell you that."

He crossed his hands behind his head and smiled. "Not even a hint?"

"Don't you want to be surprised?" I asked.

"I'll tell you what I'm wearing."

I laughed again. "I already know you're wearing a tux."

He raised his eyebrow. "Maybe not." His grin was contagious.

"What else would you wear?"

"Tell me yours and I'll tell you mine."

I leaned over him and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. "I don't think so. Besides, you could wear meggings and a turtleneck and I'd still marry you."

He laughed. "What the hell are meggings?"

"You know, like leggings for men."

"I didn't know they made leggings for men. Sounds like a good birthday gift." He pressed his lips together to prevent himself from laughing again.

His birthday was next month and he knew I always struggled to think of something to get him. "You know, if you don't give me any other hints about what to get you, I might be forced to buy you a pair."

He laughed. "How about I cash in an early birthday gift right now?"

"James, all you have to do is say you cave."

"My beautiful soon-to-be-wife is ridiculously stubborn."

"I'm stubborn? What about you?"

He shrugged. "Only 10 days, 18 hours, and 15 minutes to go. But who's counting?"

I smiled. I loved that he was counting down the time to our wedding. "You really think you can resist me that long?"

"No. Or else I would have just agreed to wait. But I'm giving it to the end of the week, tops. I should be able to get you to beg me by then." He looked so nonchalant. Like it was a given that I was going to lose.

"We'll see about that." I had just gotten the perfect idea on how to get him to cave. "Goodnight, Professor Hunter."

His throat made a low groaning noise.

I kissed his cheek and rolled onto my side. In a second his arms were wrapped securely around me. When I was little, I couldn't fall asleep without hugging my teddy bear. Every night, James fell asleep with his arms around me. He was my new safety net. I drifted to sleep knowing that I was his equivalent.

Thursday

"Did you ask him yet?" Sierra said when she returned to her desk with a cup of coffee.

I looked up from my computer screen. Earlier this morning I had texted Melissa about hanging out tomorrow night, but I still hadn't heard back. Every day her silence weighed on me more and more. It was getting hard not to think about it. "I'm sorry, Sierra, I keep forgetting. We've been so busy with..."

"Ask him during lunch today."

"Yeah, okay, thanks for reminding me." For the past few days my fellow interns had been nagging me nonstop about meeting up with James and me after work one day this week. And the more they asked me about it, the less I wanted to ask James. It was pretty clear that they didn't care about getting to know me. They just wanted to meet him. But I couldn't really blame them. Who wouldn't want to spend time with James? "What day are you guys all free?"

"I could do tonight," Tavon said and put his hands behind his head. Sometimes he leaned back so far in his chair that it seemed like it was going to tip over.

"Tonight would be great!" Sierra said. "But I'm free pretty much every night." She laughed awkwardly after saying it, which just made me feel bad. She was new to the city. I should be helping her out, not avoiding her. What did it matter if she had a crush on James? Every single girl in New York probably had a crush on James.

"We have a cake tasting after work tonight, but maybe tomorrow..."

"How about after the cake tasting tonight?" Zach asked.

"Yeah, I already have plans tomorrow. Come on, let's do it tonight, it'll be so much fun. We promise not to embarrass you," Tavon said.

I laughed. "I guess that could work." I glanced down at the time. It was a little early, but I was already hungry. "I'm going to take an early lunch. And I promise to ask him." Tonight would be the best time to do it this week. Even though I was free tomorrow night since Melissa and Tyler weren't talking to me, James still had plans with his friends. And I'm sure he wasn't going to cancel on them to hang out with a bunch of interns that were obsessed with him. I bit the inside of my lip to prevent myself from laughing. I was an intern that was obsessed with him too. He didn't seem to mind my obsession at all.