The Rules of Dating (The Laws of Opposite Attract #1) Read Online Vi Keeland, Penelope Ward

Categories Genre: Angst, Contemporary, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: The Laws of Opposite Attract Series by Vi Keeland
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Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 121992 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 610(@200wpm)___ 488(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
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Colby quickened his pace, never taking his eyes from mine as he watched my orgasm play out on my face. Once my muscles went slack, he ground down one last time and buried himself deeply as he released. “Fuck,” he roared. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!”

He kissed me gently as we came down from the high. We smiled at each other while Colby continued to glide in and out for a long time, until he finally had to get up and deal with the condom. When he returned from the bathroom, he brought a warm towel and gently washed between my legs before climbing back into bed and scooping me up. He positioned me so my head rested on his chest.

He stroked my hair. “That was amazing.”

I smiled. “Yeah, it was. I don’t think I could lift my head if I tried.”

Colby chuckled. “Get some sleep. I’ll wake you with breakfast in bed.”

I snuggled closer. “That’s so sweet.”

“Not really. You didn’t ask what I’ll be feeding you.”

I slapped his abs and yawned, feeling groggy. “You know how some people say a burp is a compliment to the chef? Well, I conk right out after a good orgasm.”

He kissed the top of my head. “Good. Then you’ll be getting lots of sleep from now on.”

CHAPTER 16

Colby

I’d thought I had a good life before Billie came along. I’d convinced myself I was totally fulfilled just being a dad to Saylor, that I didn’t need anything else for the time being. I’d probably needed to tell myself that in order to get through those difficult early days.

But since Billie and I had decided to give it a go, I’d realized how much I’d been missing: how much my sexual appetite had needed to be satisfied, how much I’d needed mental stimulation. And boy, did Billie satisfy all my needs. Intoxicated wasn’t strong enough of a word to describe how I felt when it came to her. I only hoped it wasn’t temporary. Trying not to analyze that had become my biggest challenge. But it was human nature to wait for the other shoe to drop when everything was going perfectly, right? All too often, when you let your guard down, life stepped in and ripped you a new asshole.

Lately, Billie had been sneaking upstairs in the middle of the day to meet me when I came home for a quick “lunch break.” We had sex any chance we got during the day because Billie hadn’t been spending the nights at my place yet. We’d both agreed it was too soon, treading lightly because of my daughter. During one particular afternoon tryst, we’d rocked my damn bed so hard that the headboard had banged against the wall. There was now a significant hole in the spot.

Thus the reason for Holden’s maintenance visit Thursday afternoon. I’d asked him where in the supply room he kept the plaster and other materials to fix the hole because I’d wanted to patch it myself. But he’d insisted on coming by. And I just knew he was going to have a field day with this.

When he knocked, I opened, attempting one last effort to send him away. “Hey, man. You really don’t need to do this. Why don’t you just give me the materials?”

Holden ignored me, looking around the apartment. “So where is it?”

“My bedroom,” I said, bracing for the reaction as he followed me in there.

“What are you doing home today anyway?” he asked.

“The nanny has the day off, so I worked from home. I have to pick up Saylor from school in an hour.”

As soon as he got to my room, he asked, “Where’s the hole again?”

“Behind the bed.” I moved it out to show him.

He smirked. “You dirty dog. Right behind the headboard. No wonder you were so shady about it. You fucked your way to a hole in the wall.”

I rolled my eyes.

“I thought I was the only one who’d done that type of thing around here.” He laughed. “But apparently not.”

“This is why I wanted to do it myself—to avoid your ridicule.”

“No ridicule, my dude. Just admiration.” He set his supplies on the floor. “And a little bit of jealousy. Don’t kill me for saying that. I know how possessive you are of Billie.” He laughed. “So, I take it things are banging between you and her. No pun intended.”

“You could say that.”

“I’m happy for you, man.”

“Thank you. I’m happy, too. Truly happy in every way for the first time in a long time.”

“Billie is amazing.” He moved my bed out farther and placed a drop cloth below where he’d be working. “So, you think this is it? Is she the one?”

I let out a long breath. “It feels like it, but you know what? There’s still some stuff up in the air, so I’m just trying to enjoy it, take it day by day.”


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