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Her cheeks flush as I call her angel, and I like that look on her. Elle was so self-assured and mature that summer, but now, in bed with me, she’s soft and so fucking cute.
“Promise?” she asks, her eyes twinkling.
“Promise. Just give me a few minutes if you want a round two now,” I tease.
“Wild thing. I don't know if I can be ready that quickly … you’re pretty well endowed … and it’s been a while …” she says, tracing her fingers through the hair on my chest.
I find myself smiling at her words. I mean, what man wouldn’t want to hear that he’s big—and fuck, it feels good to smile. God, when was the last time I was this happy and relaxed? Not for the past year, at least.
“How about I fill up the jacuzzi?” I ask, pulling her closer. The warm water will help ease some of the discomfort.
The feel of her soft body next to mine is enough to get me hard again. If only tonight didn’t have to end … but that is wishful thinking. Outside these walls, the real world is waiting, and I don’t know what Elle wants. If she’ll even want to see me after tonight.
Sighing at my thoughts, I pull her closer still and breathe her in, wanting to memorize this moment with her in my arms—with her being mine.
“Let me get that jacuzzi warm and running for you,” I say as I force myself to leave her behind. “Why don’t you order us some champagne and strawberries from room service?”
“That sounds indulgent,” she replies, bringing up her hand to hide a yawn before turning and grabbing the phone from the bedside table.
“Jesus, Elle, you’re going to be the death of me,” I murmur, looking at the perfection that is her ass and thighs. Wanting nothing else but to sink back into her, I go into the bathroom and switch on the jacuzzi.
Grabbing a towel, I wrap it around my waist. I don’t want to give the server a show when he brings up the champagne and strawberries in a few minutes.
I head back to the bed, only to find Elle asleep. Her eyes closed, her hands folded under her face, her blonde hair wild around her. The sheet hiding her curves from view. Curves I want to memorize, burn into my mind. But she needs the rest. Today can’t have been easy for her.
I cross the room and call down to cancel our room-service order before returning to the bathroom and shutting off the jacuzzi.
Tugging off the towel, I climb into bed and pull Elle closer. She murmurs as she moves into my arms. Curling around me, she throws her right leg and arm over me and snuggles in, rubbing her face into my neck and settling again. I tighten my arm around her, needing her closer still. Maybe if I hold on tight enough, she won’t leave.
What am I going to do tomorrow?
Will I be able to just let her leave, disappear from my life again?
Can I be a part of her life, her future?
Caressing her hip, I strategize, trying to figure out a way to get her to be a part of my life. The sex is out of this world, and she’s even more beautiful than I remember—but her family won’t approve of me. And how do we say we reconnected?“Oh, hi, Mr. Cartwright. I bought your daughter at an auction and fucked her all night long. I’ll have her back home by midnight.”
I think back to the night that I almost kissed Elle. That I almost crossed a line.
We were at a house party with some of Alex’s old high school friends. Elle and her friends were there too. We were drinking, and Alex and I were keeping an eye on Elle. Not that that was a chore—I had been keeping an eye on her all summer long. Trying to keep my infatuation under wraps.
It wasn’t right. I was twenty-four and she was seventeen. I was in college and she was still in high school. But I couldn’t help my feelings for her. She wasn’t like anyone I’d ever met before. She was smart, funny, sassy, and fucking gorgeous. She had thighs that I wanted wrapped around me, and lips that I wanted to taste so badly.
Alex had moved to the kitchen, where he was hooking up with some girl … but me, I was looking at—lusting after—Elle. Watching her laughing. Mesmerized by the slight breeze lifting the hem of her short yellow summer dress, and groaning at the tan skin it revealed.
I had been drinking a lot of beer, wanting to hookup like Alex. I thought that maybe my constant hard-on would disappear if I met someone else, someone my own age. Someone who wasn’t Alex’s little sister.
After refilling my cup, I looked toward the pool and Elle wasn’t there. I shoved people out of my way, single-minded in my pursuit to find her. Her friend said she had gone into the garden with Ethan; he must have been the guy ogling Elle almost as much as I had been. I sprinted in the direction she pointed, and after doing a scan of the trees and shrubs I found them.
They were shrouded in shadows, but I could see the guy had Elle pressed up against a tree. His arms were caging her in. He was leaning forward, moving in to kiss her … I saw red. Literally saw red and, without conscious thought, surged toward them and pulled the asshole off her.
When he attempted to move back toward her, I punched him. Threw a right hook and had him scrambling to his feet and running away.
I was watching his retreating back when a small fist collided with my shoulder.
“Why the fuck would you do that, Harrison?” Elle asked, her voice filled with frustration.
I turned around, confused by her tone. “I was protecting you! That dude is bad news.”
