Chapter 28

He was sucking my dick, moaning with pleasure, and I couldn’t take my eyes off his beautiful expression.

I’d never seen him looking so free.

* * * *

An hour passed and Davinder was still with me.

“Thank you,” he said, setting his fork on the plate. His hair was still wet from the shower, darker and pulled away from his eyes. He looked amazing. “You cook a lot?”

I’d made him a plate of pesto pasta. “Yeah. I enjoy it.”

“That’s wonderful.”

In the last minutes, he’d grown quieter. Maybe even sullen. We both knew our time was up. We’d taken a shower together, staying in there until the hot water had run out. Over and over, he’d whispered my name into my ear, fondling me, holding me, and I’d felt him burning for me in a way no other man ever had.

But now I’d be going back to my bed, while he would have to go home to lie next to Eileen. After what we’d done to each other and the whispered words we’d heard each other say. Words I had a feeling he wasgoing to take back.