“Until it’s not fun? Then you get to bolt and not have to deal with the serious stuff? Nice.”
I shook my head. “That isn’t me, and that’s not what’s happening here, I can promise you that.”
He winked. “Got it, buddy.”
He turned away from me, sliding into the smokers’ conversation. Something had told me I’d lost Gabe’s respect, but he didn’t get it. I was up front about who I was and what I wanted. Elena understood.
I didn’t get lost in my head. My girl came out and took a seat on my lap, where she belonged. She was brighter now. Her laugh went all the way through her, and she leaned into me instead of her cousin. Yeah, I liked that.
“Is Gabe being nice to you?” she murmured beside my ear.
“He thumped his chest a little, but it’s all good.”
She pulled back, frowning. “Again? Why?”
With two fingers, I pushed her pretty lips up. “Nemesis or not, he’s looking out for you. That’s a good thing. Don’t forget you have that.”
“Hmmm.” She nuzzled her way back into the crook of my neck. “That’s fine and all, but why would I need my nemesis when I have you to look out for me?”
I palmed her ass, giving it a squeeze. “You’ve got me now, Ellie.”
I was behind her, my chest flush with her back, her breasts pressed against the headboard. We were on our knees, my cock sank deep inside her, gliding in and out of her at an agonizingly slow pace.
Her head rolled back on my shoulders. Her lips tipped into a sexy little smile. “God, you feel good. You just...ahhh, I can’t get enough of this.”
It was good. Incredible. I couldn’t get enough either. But I needed more.
“Need to see your eyes, sweet girl.” I growled at her like a bear. I felt like one. Like a bear, finding his mate, mindless with the need to rut into her.
It’d been a long, long night of feeling Elena in my lap. Sneaky touches in the shadows. Her teasing me with her little round butt rocking on my dick. Nipping at her earlobes, her jaw, her neck. Working both of us into a swirl of shaking need.
I had her. I was as deep as I could get inside her, but it wasn’t enough. I had to go hard. Lose myself in her. Too many hours of behaving meant I was ready to unleash.
Pulling out, I spun her around and pressed her into the mattress. I took a second to look at her. Those round, pink-tipped tits. Her sexy stomach with tan lines at her hips and a thin trail of blonde peach fuzz leading from her belly button to a trimmed triangle of slightly darker curls.
“Look at you.”
Her eyes were feasting on me just the same. I was nothing pretty. Not like her. But from her cloudy, lust-filled eyes, I didn’t doubt for a second she liked what she saw as much as I did.
Falling over her, I pressed her thighs open wide, and in one smooth thrust, I was fully seated inside her again. Her neck arched back as her mouth fell open on a sigh.
Craving control over her, I cuffed her wrists and held them above her head. She moaned as I went harder, losing myself in her tight heat. There was nothing like this. Nothing better. There couldn’t be.
Her arms writhed, but I held on, pushing them down on the mattress. She moaned again, higher now, and I thrust into her with more force.
Her face contorted in a way I’d never seen. Her eyes were wide, panicked.
“Hands,” she panted. “I need my hands. Please, please, let me have my hands.”
It took me a beat to register what she was saying. As soon as I did, I released her. Her palms came to my shoulders, and her fingers curled around the top, holding on tight.
I stopped moving, sweeping my eyes over her. “You okay?”
She nodded, her eyes abnormally bright. “I’m good. I just didn’t want to be held down. But I’m good. You feel so good. Keep going, babe. I want you.”
Raising her hips, she drew me in. Her tight heat was too hard to resist, even as worry seeped into the back of my mind. But Elena didn’t hide her feelings. If she said she wanted this, I’d give it to her.
Those blue eyes stayed on me, pinned to my face the whole time. It was impossible to look away from her. Even as she came, she fought to keep her eyes open, to stay fully with me. I whispered her name, so when she had to give in and squeeze them shut, she’d never forget who was fucking her. The more I said her name, told her how perfect she was, how beautiful, what a precious little treasure I found her to be, the more she trembled and mewled.