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“Then touch me, please.”

Reaching up I cupped her breast, rubbing the pad of my thumb over her already hard nipple. A soft whimper passed her lips. Her hands landed on my chest and her leg slipped over my stomach to straddle me, the weight of her body pressing down on me only heightening the pleasure. Her wet core slid over my shaft and I had to grip the sheets to keep from thrusting up and finding my way inside her delectable body.

I noticed the glint in her eyes and knew I was in serious shit. Whatever had been holding her back before, she’d obviously pushed it to the back of her mind. Bending down she ran her tongue over my nipple.

“Oh fuck, Elena.”

Her tongue traced a path down my chest and back up, laving the other nipple with the same attention and the shocks that raced through my body had me wondering if I was going to die before the night ended. She licked back up my chest, her tongue trailing from the hollow of my throat, up my neck, until she captured my mouth. Letting my eyes slide closed, she devoured my lips, hunger and passion leading the way. Some small functioning part of my brain recognized that this is what women felt when I had their gorgeous bodies below me. Fuck, it was amazing.

“Do you like that?” she whispered against my lips.

“Feel for yourself.”

As she pushed my desire higher, my cock grew harder, and my body began to tremble. “Oh God, Elena, if I don’t get inside you soon, I’m going to come all over my stomach.”

She nipped at my ear. “We wouldn’t want that, would we?”

Leaning back, she ripped open the foil pack and her hands shook as she attempted to roll the condom down over my shaft.

“Relax, you’re doing just fine.”

She watched me for a moment then nodded. She took a deep breath and her eyes focused on my cock, seamlessly gliding the rubber along my length, the gentle squeeze of her fingers making my stomach ache. Clenching my eyes shut, I held the orgasm back before it exploded with the soft touch of her fingers. Lifting up, she held herself over me, pausing for a moment before she slammed her body down on mine.

“Holy hell.”

“Shit, that feels good.” My eyes popped open and I watched in wonder as her face flooded with something indescribable and her eyes hooded with lust.

“Cursing twice in one night.” I chuckled, unable to hold it back.

She cocked a brow. “You feel like laughing?”

Oh shit.

She lifted up like she might get off, but the breath punched out of my lungs as Elena began to ride me. I held my hands up for her to grip. Her pace picked up and I felt my body building faster than ever in my life.

“Please tell me you’re close,” I begged, my words hissing out from between my clenched teeth.

“So close,” she panted.

I reached down to thumb her clit and her back arched, her pussy gripping my cock as she exploded around me. It was all I needed to follow her. Finally, her body settled and she collapsed on top of me. I brushed the hair from her face and placed a kiss to her upturned lips.

“I knew you had it in you.”

She shook her head, her eyes drifting closed. “I didn’t.”

Her breathing evened out. After one, truly fantastic round of sex, sleep sounded perfect. I slipped from beneath Elena to clean up and ditch the condom. I needed to talk to her about getting tested. Elena I trusted; the fuckwad she was married to, not so much. Tolley probably couldn’t keep it in his pants, but hopefully he’d worn a condom with his other women.

She was still in the same spot when I crawled back into bed. Not a sound traveled through the house. Gathering her in my arms, she cuddled against my chest and the moment was so perfect that it was hard to consider that any of this might temporary. But the decision was Elena’s. Whatever she decided, I’d just have to wait and see.





CHAPTER 17





Elena




My body felt lighter than it had in a long time. The bed felt different: bigger, softer, warmer. I kept my eyes shut, letting myself enjoy everything about the moment. For the first time in as long as I could remember, I didn’t have the overwhelming dread that came each time I opened my eyes—or the exhaustion. Every morning since I arrived, the weight seemed to get a bit lighter.

This morning it was completely gone.

I felt a featherlight touch across my back and my eyes fluttered open; the desire to see Ashton flowing through me so strong it was almost too much to handle. Deep, mesmerizing green eyes connected with mine.

“Good morning.” His voice was a sultry whisper and it sent chills up my spine. Good chills though; the kind that made my heart swell.

“Morning.”

Now fully awake, my nerves kicked in. I was safe with Ashton, but with everything that had happened the night before, instinct took over and I braced myself for the reaction I knew in my heart wasn’t coming.