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There’s not going to be a happily ever after. This is just sex. I close my eyes as I feel a few tears gathering there. I still wish it was the start of something more, though. I try to hide from my heart, because it sure as shit doesn’t want to listen to my head right now.
I turn toward the door when I hear Harrison coming in. I open my eyes and see him carrying two steaming mugs of coffee, and take my time looking at him. At Harrison the man. He’s broader than I remember, with that delicious dark coating of hair over his torso, leading to his very sexy cock. It’s thick and veiny and already semi-hard when he puts the coffee down to climb into the tub with me.
“Mmmm, this feels good,” Harrison groans after sitting down, his legs beside me, so I lean my arms on them as my feet rest on his abdomen, mere inches from his dick. And yet, I still want to be closer to him. Want to feel the vibrations of his words as I lie on his chest.
Before I can move to do just that, he twists toward the counter behind him and grabs the coffee, then hands me one of the cups.
“I have to say, this is the first time I’m having coffee in a bath,” he says, chuckling, then takes a sip and leans back.
“I do it all the time. People have wine when they’re taking a bath, so why can’t you have coffee?” I ask.
“Wine is supposed to help you unwind and relax, whereas coffee normally gives you more energy and makes most people hyper.”
“Maybe I want you to have more energy?” I tease.
“I have all the energy and stamina I need, angel. Don’t you worry about that.” His tone is serious, so I look up and see his eyes are dark and focused on me—God, he is so handsome.
“Finish your coffee, and come here and kiss me,” he demands as he holds out his hand for my cup. I hastily take the last sip and give the cup to him, which he places back on the counter. Then he looks at me, smirking, “I’m waiting, angel.”
I don’t hesitate. I slide closer and lean in, purring at the feel of my nipples moving over his hard body before I place my lips to his.
Harrison’s arms circle my waist, and his hands travel toward my hips, where he grips me as my tongue dances with his. I disappear in the kiss, my only focus on where our mouths and bodies touch.
He guides me so I’m straddling his hips, sliding my heat against his strength. I moan every time his crown caresses my clit. God, I want him inside me again. Want to feel him stretch and fill me.
I don’t wait for permission; I glide my right palm down his body until I reach the root of his cock, and take the steely length in hand. I’m poised over his dick and slide down. My pussy takes his girth easier this time and I savor the pleasure.
Harrison throws his head back and groans deep as I ride him. My hands spread across his pecs for stability as I move atop him, my strokes long, trying to take him deeper with every downstroke of my body.
“Angel … fuck … I’m close.” His hand comes up and he pulls my head to his and kisses me deep, desperate, like he doesn’t want this to end.
“Come for me, Harrison. I want to feel your cum fill me up again,” I whisper against his ear.
“Jesus,” he says as he takes over. His grip on my hips is painful, and I know I’ll have bruises. I almost come from the idea alone. I’m not riding him anymore; he is thrusting up and fucking me deep. My back arches as an orgasm rips through my body, and with a final thrust he stills, then gathers me into his arms and caresses my back, holding me close. My eyes close as I’m molded against his body, trying to stop my heart from taking over. This time he kept his promise.
He fucked me slow, and I still wish I didn’t have to leave.
CHAPTER13
I’m washing her hair when we hear a knock at the door. It takes all my willpower not to yell and tell them to ‘fuck off,’ but I get out and come face to face with Eddie, Elle’s bodyguard, who promptly instructs me to get dressed as the organizers are waiting for Miss Cartwright downstairs.
It seems we have missed our deadline, and things are supposed to be wrapping up. The other participants are already downstairs and ready to head back.
How can it possibly be eleven a.m. already?I run my hands through my damp hair.
“Everything okay, champ?” Elle calls from the bathroom after I close the bedroom door.
“Champ?” I ask, moving into the bathroom.
“I don’t have the gold medal you deserve after your two performances this morning, so I’ll just call you champ,” she says, smiling at me mischievously.
“Brat,” I reply, and my heart stops when full-blown laughter is her reply. Fuck, I like that sound. Want to make it a constant soundtrack in my life.
“Come back with me,” I say, without any thought. All I know is that I want Elle in my life. I don’t want this to be goodbye.
Elle’s face changes. Her eyes lose their joyful delight and she falters as she says, “You know the rules, Harrison. The ‘acquisitions’ don’t leave with the buyer. We go back home. Next year you’ll buy someone new and …”
Stepping closer to the tub, I crouch there and, taking her chin in hand, I kiss her softly. “I don’t know the rules. I don’t care about the rules.” I take a deep breath and try to keep my tone from showing how desperate I am. “I don’t want to lose you again.”
