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“You don’t like it?”
She turns towards me once more, a faint smile curling her lips. “I, uh, I love it. It’ll just take some getting used to.”
I go to the other side of the bed and crawl under the covers, slipping my arms around her from behind and hauling her body in close. She’s warm and fragrant and soft. So soft. I drop a kiss on her shoulder. Another one. Yet another one, my lips traveling, finding her neck. She arches her head back, giving me better access, and I kiss and lick her there, unable to stop.
It’s like I can’t get enough of her.
“Are you sore?” I murmur against her cheek.
She shakes her head, her hair rustling against the pillow. “No.”
“Full of regret?” I kiss her earlobe. Bite it.
“Absolutely not,” she says without hesitation. There’s a pause. “Do you regret it?”
Her voice is so small. And her body is tense, as if she’s bracing herself for me to say something shitty.
“The only thing I regret,” I start, using my hand to turn her face more towards mine, “is that we didn’t do this sooner.”
The relieved smile is a sight to see. I kiss her, making it disappear. I can’t stop kissing her. My cock stirs to life, eager to get back at it, and I’m afraid he’s going to be disappointed when nothing else happens.
Ellie reaches for me, her fingers clasping my dick firmly, giving me a stroke that makes me groan. “Again?” she asks, sounding amused. “Already?”
“You’re probably tired,” I say. “Sore. It’s okay—”
“I’m fine,” she interrupts. “I’m up for anything.”
“Really?” My hands wander, finding her breasts. I tease her already hard nipples with my fingers, feeling her melt against me. “I don’t want to push.”
“I don’t want you to stop,” she admits, a soft sigh falling from her lips when I pinch her nipple. “Don’t ever, ever stop.”
“Okay,” I whisper. “I won’t.”
True to my word, we don’t stop.
Not for the rest of the night.
Twenty-Eight
Ellie
I wake up in a room that’s not mine, with strong arms wrapped around me, holding me close to a very hot, very hard body. There’s also something very hot and very hard poking insistently against my backside.
Hmm. Pretty sure I was awoken by Jackson Rivers’ erection. What a way to start the morning.
The man is insatiable.
But then again, so am I.
Smiling, I slowly grind my butt against him, his erection trapped between us. He groans. In his sleep? I’m not sure. I keep my eyes closed, savoring the feeling of being in his arms. Naked. In his bed. With him completely surrounding me. Holding me close. Snuggled up behind me, spooning me. It’s downright romantic.
I knew Jackson was a romantic soul. It shows in the songs he writes, and sometimes in the way he acts. He’s actually very sweet. Oblivious sometimes, but I can forgive that.
Now that I’m in his bed, I can forgive him for pretty much everything he’s ever done to me. All the years of torture and ignoring me. The denial. Oh, he was in such strong denial.
He’s mine now. And I’m his. It’s going to work out between us.
I just know it.
