“We’ve still got a lot to discuss. Go and have fun with your friends. You owe me breakfast after this.”
Amber shushed him up and then closed the door behind her.
“Come on, Amber. I’m tired and bored, and I’m hungry,” Ashley said.
“I’m coming.”
Rushing toward the door, she quickly glanced around the apartment to make sure there was no sign of him. Letting out a breath, she opened the door.
“Hey,” she said, trying to look casual.
“What were you up to?” Connie asked, walking past her.
Heather headed straight for the kitchen while Ashley dived on the sofa face first. Amber couldn’t help but cringe. She and Elijah had fucked on that sofa.
“I’m so tired. I took a man home last night, and I swear to God, he was a yoga tutor or something. No man should ever be allowed to bend like that.” Ashley curled around a pillow.
“You guys took me by surprise. I wasn’t expecting you here today,” Amber said, taking a seat opposite Ashley.
Connie was rummaging through her book collection, putting away the book she’d borrowed a week ago.
“It’s pancakes, Amber. We all love pancakes.” Ashley grumbled from her position.
Every now and again she glanced at her bedroom door. How long could she keep this up knowing he was listening to their entire conversation?
“What happened to you last night?” Heather asked, calling from the kitchen.
“I was a little bored. I came home and read.”
“You don’t look like you’ve got any sleep,” Connie said.
“It was broken.” Amber played with the tails of her robe while thinking about Elijah and what he’d done to her body. This was the closest she’d gotten to ever being caught by her friends.
This had to stop. She couldn’t keep opening herself up to this, knowing it was only a matter of time before Elijah got bored and left her.
****
Elijah glanced over at the time to see it was getting close to noon. His sister, his woman, and their friends were still talking and laughing. The scent of pancakes was long gone, but he was still starving. Listening to the women talk about men and sex was plain disgusting. Heather was his sister, and he was fucking scarred at what she’d been telling Amber. Fuck, the next time he saw Julian he was going to smash the bastard’s face in.
The sound of the front door closing had him storming out of the bedroom.
“I never want to hear you talking about men again,” he said.
Amber faced him, still in a robe, with a glare on her pretty face.
“You shouldn’t have been listening.”
“I’m not talking to Julian again,” he said.
She walked past him. “You’ll do no such thing. The moment you start talking they’ll all become suspicious of what you were doing here. It’s not happening, and I’m not having you treat my friends with anything but respect, even your sister.”
He caught her elbow. “I’m the only man that’s known you, right?” he asked.
Her eyes widened, and he knew in that instant that he’d fucked up.
Amber pulled her arm out of his grip. “That’s none of your business.”
“It’s my business, Amber.”
She opened her wardrobe and started rummaging through the contents. He watched her, admiring the way the robe molded to her sexy backside. God, he missed her close to him already.
Removing the spare robe he found in the bathroom, he went to her. He lifted up the fabric of the robe, caressing his fingers over the globes of her full ass.
“I’m sorry, baby. I shouldn’t have gotten angry.”
Amber tensed for a split second before melting against him.
“You’re the only man I’ve ever known,” she said. Her voice was so quiet that he only just caught it. He tightened his grip on her hips, tugging at the belt keeping her robe together. The moment she was naked in his arms, he dived between her slick thighs to her sweet cunt. Plunging a finger into her warmth he tested to see if she was ready for him.
Her cunt was dripping wet. His seed and her cum combined together on his fingers. Last night was not enough, and he’d learned some time ago that a lifetime with Amber would still be too short a time.
Amber wasn’t the only one who’d been running. He’d been running from her just as much. His feelings for her scared him.
“Why did you have to come back now?” she asked, whimpering.
He fingered her clit, relishing the feel of her quivers.
“I couldn’t stay away any more. I needed you.”
She shook her head. “You’re going to destroy me.”
“No, I’m not. I’m going to cherish you.”