I kiss her lips tenderly, taking the time to savor the touch and feel of her softness against me. But Elisa has an agenda as well.
“There’s something I want to say first,” she says breathlessly. “Robert Cameron, I love you.”
My heart beats like a fucking drum because the words sound so good. The air chokes in my chest but I can’t break down like a fucking baby. Not now. I need to tell her what’s lodged in my throat as well.
“I love you, too,” I manage. “More than you can imagine.”
The words set me off. I kiss her harder. Screw taking it slow. I need to be inside her now. I keep kissing her while my fingers find her pussy. She’s soaked for me, and I slide two fingers inside as deep as I can go.
“Oh, God,” Elisa moans. I could get used to hearing her crying like this every day. It’s even better when she does it with my cock inside her. And now that I know she’s plenty wet, I adjust myself above her. I line my cock up with her soaked pussy and push inside.
“Yes,” she moans, eyes falling closed. “Deeper, unnnh. You feel so good.”
I listen to her beg and push in as far as I can go.
“Your pussy was made for me, baby,” I murmur against her lips. “It’s curved to the shape of my cock. No other cock has ever been in here, and no other cock ever will.”
She nods breathlessly.
“My pussy’s yours,” she says in a throaty whisper. “It belongs to you, Robert.”
I pound into her, snaking a hand between us to stroke her clit.
“I’m so close,” Elisa breathes. I thrust faster and rub harder. “I’m coming,” she screams. Being quiet doesn’t matter anymore. If we want to shout the roof down, then so be it.
“I’m close, too, baby. I’m going to come in you.”
“Please,” she begs. “Come in me. Fill me up.”
Her words and her clenching pussy push me over the edge. I lodge myself deep inside her and spurt a massive load, the virile sperm gushing into her twat. She gasps as I release, writhing with pleasure.
“Yes, Robert,” she squeals. “Yes, give it all to me! Drain your dick in my pussy!”
And fuck, but it only makes me come more. I spurt and spurt and spurt, gallons of seed rushing into that pretty cunt. She comes as well, her vaginal spasms pulling my deposit even deeper into that fertile body. But everything good ends at some point, and careful not to crush her, I collapse on my side, rolling away from that curvy form. We take a few minutes to catch our breath and then Elisa snuggles up against me and closes her eyes.
“I love this,” she says quietly. Her breathing evens out as she drifts off.
“I love you,” I say, kissing the top of her head. And I drift off as well with the most amazing girl in the world sleeping against my chest. Because who could have guessed this would happen? I moved the world for my woman. I wanted Elisa Morgan so badly that I took on the board, and changed the rules of the game. I re-fashioned the world so that I could be with this gorgeous female. And now that she’s here, in my arms, I plan on keeping her by my side forever … for better or worse, for the rest of our days.
Epilogue
Elisa
It’s surreal to be standing in a hotel ballroom completely decorated in the theme of my debut novel. The entrance to the large space is lined with an enlarged version of the book’s cover and a giant print of my author photo. There’s a smaller sign between them that reads, “Book Launch Party.”
Robert finds me gawking at the large posters.
“How are you doing?” he whispers into my ear. I shiver, my skin breaking out in goosebumps.
“This is crazy,” I whisper back. “I can’t believe this is happening.”
“Believe it, baby, because it’s real.”
He kisses my cheek, arm protectively curved around my back. We’ve been together for a year now, though it feels like so much longer. I’m so grateful his company changed the rules for us so we could date. I can’t imagine my life without Robert Cameron in it.
We stand together and survey the room. There are over a hundred people here and the party has just started. I wipe a tear from my eye, hoping no one notices, but Robert knows everything.
“What’s wrong?” he asks softly.
“Nothing,” I say. “Happy tears, I promise. I’m just trying to wrap my head around this whole thing. They’re all here for me.”
“Yes, they are. And you deserve it. Your book is amazing and in a few days, the entire world is going to know it too.”
Because my book comes out on Tuesday, just four days away. There are copies here for the guests, but the public won’t get to read my baby until the release date. I’ve been told that pre-orders are off the charts, so I’m looking forward to release day.