He kept his gaze on the door. The sound of Sydney’s out of key singing was so incredibly cute.
“If I tell her the truth and she wants nothing to do with me, then I’ll be alone without the job.”
“Listen to me, Jason. Even with this job, and if Sydney walks away, could you go on doing it again? Sydney’s not an actress. You now know what it’s like to have a woman in your life who does moan with pleasure, who craves your touch. Can you even come back from something like that?”
The question was a good one.
Jason couldn’t answer it. Sydney had given him more in the past three weeks than all of the women he’d fucked in the past ten years.
Fuck, when had his life gotten so complicated?
“It’s something you really need to think about,” Richard said. “I’m all for you and Sydney. Give her a chance, Jason. She doesn’t strike me as the kind of woman to cut you out of her heart just because of what you did with your life. Walk away or stick with it. It’s really up to you.”
“I’ll call you later.”
“You still don’t know what to do.”
“I do. I just hate that I’ve done this to myself. I love her, Richard. I love her with all my heart, and I can’t lose her.”
“Then don’t give her the chance to get away,” Richard said, ringing off.
He closed his phone and let out a sigh.
“Is everything okay?” Sydney asked, startling him.
Turning toward her, he nodded. “Yes, everything is okay.” It was on the tip of his tongue to tell the truth, but he held back. She was in a bathrobe, and he moved to her side, rubbing her arms. “I’ll take a shower, and we’ll head out.”
She caught his wrist before he got chance to completely leave. “You’d tell me if there was anything bothering you?” she asked.
Cupping her cheek, he nodded. “Of course.”
The lies just kept on coming. He didn’t know what was worse anymore. Pressing another kiss to her lips, he made his way into the bathroom. He didn’t lock the door, and he climbed into the shower. The cold water hit his skin, making him hiss the moment it fell onto him.
Resting his head against the tile wall, he took several deep breaths.
“Jason?” Sydney asked, coming into the bathroom.
“What’s the matter, baby?” he asked.
She climbed into the shower, running her hand down his back. “Something is bothering you, and you’re keeping me in the dark. I don’t know why you’re keeping me in the dark.”
“There’s nothing you can do about.” He faced her in the shower, groaning as she was completely naked.
Sydney cupped his cheek, closing the short distance between them, and pressing her body against his. “Talk to me, Jason.”
“There’s something you don’t know about me. I’m not ready for you to know the truth just yet.”
“It’s nothing dangerous, is it?” she asked.
“No, it’s not dangerous. I just can’t tell you right now.”
She bit her lip, and he pressed his thumb beneath her lip, tugging it out of her mouth.
“Don’t bite your lip.”
“I trust you, Jason. Tell me when you’re ready. I’m not going to rush your or force you to tell me something you really don’t want to.” Her hand moved from his cheek down to his heart. “I’m in here, and for me, that’s more than enough right now. I can handle just being here.”
She smiled up at him, and Jason felt like a bastard.
Capturing her wrist, he pressed her against the wall, trapping her in with his body.
“What are you doing?”
“You’ve come into my shower, and you’re all nice and wet. You don’t think I’m going to let you go, do you?” he asked.
He slid a hand between her thighs, moaning as her heat surrounded his fingers. She was wet, warm, and so damn inviting. Sydney made him ache and yearn for her body.
Kneeling before her, he opened up the lips of her pussy and found the sweet little bud he was looking for. Sucking her clit into his mouth, he moaned as her juice slid into his mouth. He lapped up her juice.
“Yes, Jason,” she said, sinking her fingers into his hair. She tugged on the length of his hair, and he relished the bite as he brought her closer to orgasm.
Plunging three fingers inside her pussy, he stared up the length of her full body, watching her come apart. Her cunt tightened around his fingers, and only when she came down from her release did he stand, sliding between her legs. Jason pressed the tip of his cock against her entrance and slid inside her. Lifting her up in his arms, he pumped his dick inside her, relishing her warm, wet heat gliding over me.
“Do you feel how deep I am, baby?”
“Yes, please, Jason, fuck me.”
He fucked into her, over, and over again, staring into her eyes. This was what he loved, being inside her, and with Sydney looking at him as if he was the only fucking man in the world. Everything else would eventually fall into place.
It had to.
****
Sydney twirled her fork in the spaghetti and turned to look at Jason. He was a handsome man, but he was keeping something from her. She didn’t like that he couldn’t bring himself to tell her whatever it was that was bothering him, but she also didn’t want to end what was happening between them. Her pussy was still tender from their lovemaking hours before.
Jason couldn’t seem to get enough of her, and she loved that he was so insatiable. He was the first man who’d not been able to keep his hands off her. The whole experience had been rather refreshing.
“I’ve enjoyed our weekend away,” Sydney said.
“I have as well. We need to do this more often,” Jason said.
“How is Richard holding up without you? Is he still able to work?” She would hate to think anything was ruining Jason’s career.
“No. He’s fine. He can handle himself without me being there. What about Tricia?”
“She was the one who gave me the weekend off. Erm, I was wondering if you’d invite Richard around to my place next Friday night?” she asked.
“Sure. Why?”
“Dawn’s coming home, and I was thinking of making it a double date. You and me, Richard and Dawn. They danced at the club a few weeks back. I didn’t know if they’d like the chance to get to know each other again?” She took a bite of her spaghetti, watching as he tensed.
“I’ll let him know. He loves your food and been talking about it for a long time.”
She smiled. “I’m glad. It’s always great to know good food is appreciated.” She twirled her fork in the spaghetti once again. “Are you regretting telling me that you loved me?”
“What?”
“It’s just that ever since you said it, you’ve been acting really strangely. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have brought it up.” She placed her fork down, and reached for some water.
Jason caught her hand, kissing the inside of her wrist.
“No, I do not regret telling you that I love you. I meant every word I said, Sydney. I love you. I’m not going to suddenly change. There’s just a lot going on.”
“A problem shared is a problem halved.”
“You can’t help me, baby.”
Sydney gritted her teeth. He wasn’t even giving her the chance.
The waiter came to the table, asking if there was anything else they’d like. Sydney declined any food, and was finished with her meal. “I’m ready to go back to the hotel,” she said.
“Is there a problem with the food?” the waiter asked.
“No, the food is delicious. I’m not hungry.”
She wiped her lips on the napkin, getting to her feet. Sydney wasn’t in the mood to listen to Jason. This was supposed to be their weekend together, yet he’d been distant from her. Sure, he’d told her that he loved her, but since then, he’d been incredibly distant. The museum had been a complete bust, and the only time she’d felt in any way close to him had been the shower.
Stepping out of the restaurant, she didn’t wait for a cab, and started walking. Jason had driven them to the restaurant, but she wasn’t going to wait around for him.