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She doesn’t even hesitate. “I want you to.”
Fuck me.
“Get on your back.”
She obeys, but not before giving Rhett one last kiss. Taking deep breaths, she watches me take out some soft ropes from a dresser drawer. Then I get to work tying her up. Every time my skin touches hers, she shivers. Rhett grabs his jacket from the floor and drapes it over her.
Jesus. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him care this much about a woman since we were kids. Although it makes sense. We’ve all been drawn to Wren since the second we set our eyes on her.
I tie her so she’s laid out spread eagle on my bed. She looks perfect against the dark comforter, even with Rhett’s jacket covering her.
Once I’m finished, I stand at the bottom of the bed. “Warmed up?”
She nods, so I remove Rhett’s jacket, tossing it to him. She squirms under my gaze as I unbutton my shirt and shrug it off. Her eyes snag on the butterfly tattoo on my ribcage before I yank the rest of my clothes off.
When I crawl on top of her, she’s smiling and taking my body in. I let her before I lean down and kiss her. Rhett’s taste is still potent in her mouth, and I groan.
I pull away before she’s ready, and she tries to sit up but can’t. With a half-laugh, half-moan, she lets her head fall onto the mattress. Good. I want her relaxed.
I squeeze her breasts. She watches my face, gasping when I lean down and take a nipple into my mouth. I alternate between sucking and licking it until she’s writhing underneath me. Then, with a mischievous smile, I move to her other breast and do the same thing.
“Elliot,” she groans, trying to roll her hips against my erection. But I keep myself just out of her reach. “Elliot! Please, Elliot.”
I release her nipple, straightening. “Please what, love? You’re going to have to be more specific.”
She lets out a desperate huff, her eyes flaring as she realizes that I’m going to make her beg for it. “Fuck me?”
I raise an eyebrow.
“Please fuck me?”
“You’re going to have to be more convincing than that.”
She lets out a tiny growl that can’t be categorized as anything other than completely adorable. “Please Elliot? Please fuck me? I’ve wanted to feel you inside of me all night, and I need you to.”
I smirk. “That’s more like it.”
It only takes me a moment to line up with her entrance. I feel her tense with expectation, her hips trying to rock me into her. So I sit like that for a moment.
Maybe it’s cruel. But I’ve craved her for so long. She always felt so untouchable behind the counter at the coffee shop, with her infectious smiles and giggles. I never thought this moment would come. And now that it’s here, I want to see her as desperate as I’ve been for months.
“Elliot,” she yells. She tries to wiggle closer to me, but she can’t.
Oliver snorts out a laugh as we watch her struggle.
“You’re both ridiculous,” she murmurs, looking toward Rhett for any type of solidarity. But he’s barely holding back his smile, either. She sighs, slumping onto the bed.
And that’s when I slam right into her. She screams, her back arching off the mattress, and I do it again. To my great satisfaction, she goes back to forming half-sentences, begging me not to stop.
So I don’t. For a minute, anyway. But when I feel myself getting close, I slow. She lets out a groan of frustration.
Then I look to Oliver, and then to Rhett, before my gaze lands back on Wren. “Can we blindfold you?”
She nods without hesitation. Oliver grabs his tie from the floor, crawling onto the bed next to her head. With a trusting smile, she closes her eyes as he slips it over her eyes, wrapping it around twice before tying it at the back of her head.
Oliver gives her a gentle kiss before hopping off the bed. I slide into her again, and I hear her whisper a little, “Fuck.”
I rub my thumb against her clit, and she gasps. God, this woman is so fucking sensitive, I have no idea how she’s lasted this long.
