Page 80 of An Endless Memory

He slowly pumped in and out of me. He brushed my clit with his thumb, and I vibrated with nothing but sheer electricity. Energy coursed through my veins, looking for an outlet, needing an explosion to release it soon.

“So fucking responsive,” he murmured against the skin of my belly.

I thought I came fast when his voice was in my ear, but when it was him touching me? I was skyrocketing toward my peak.

He removed his thumb and I almost whimpered—until he licked me.

“Oh god.” The intensity was staggering. I couldn’t move, or I’d fall down or fall on him, but I didn’t want to move in case I messed up his rhythm. Yet I was afraid to hold still. The onslaught of pleasure was more than I’d ever experienced.

This man on his knees in front of me made me feel things I hadn’t thought were possible. He was my own personal fantasy.

“Eliot?”

He answered with a grunt and continued attacking my clit, pumping his finger in and out of me.

There was no more holding back. I rammed into my climax. Stars detonated behind my eyes.

“Eliot!” His name echoed off the walls. I rode his hand and his face and I cried his name some more. I’d never come so hard or for so long in my life.

When I finally started coming down from the peak, he was there, licking and kissing his way up my body.

“Goddamn, Lily. That was so fucking worth the wait.” He nibbled up my neck.

I was limp but somehow still standing. He anchored me with one hand while he shoved the shower curtain aside and stretched to the sink to grab a condom.

He brought the packet to his mouth to rip open. My body was coming alive, anticipating having that glorious cock of his inside me.

A baby’s cry rent through the air.

Eliot

An hour had passed. Kellan was still fussing. After I got dried off and dressed and rerouted enough blood to my brain to function properly, I had popped into his room. He’d gotten big since I’d last seen him.

A sense of loss tugged at my chest. It’d only been six weeks, but his dark hair was filling in, and he had two more teeth poking out. I’d gotten a sleepy grin and a coo.

Lily had looked regretful, but I gave her a kiss on the head.

Now I was stretched out on top of the bed. Lily had gotten new blue bedding, changed out the blinds, and moved the snake tank to the living room. When I walked in, I could smell her sunshine scent instead of old perfume. I had wanted to be buried deep inside of her for the third time by now, but I’d rather be under the same roof than separate.

Fatigue dragged at my eyelids. If I had been responsible, I wouldn’t have driven. Many of the county highways on this side of the state were all marked “no travel advised” on the online road map, and only more had been added after the sun went down. But there were enough that were still labeled as just “icy.” Still not a good idea, but at least I could see the road. It was enough to get me to Lily.

I was dozing off when the door creaked open. The light wasn’t on, but the steps weren’t right for Lily. I cracked an eye open. A short shadow was making its way to Lily’s side of the bed.

“Mommy?” she whispered.

“No, boss lady, it’s me.”

“Eliot!” she said in a delighted whisper. “You’re here.” Then she groaned. “My tummy hurts.”

Oh shit. Did she need a puke bucket? Water? I’d taken care of Lily, but I didn’t have much experience with sick kids.

Lily stepped into the room. “I think he’s finally— Cali?”

“Mommy, my tummy hurts.”

“Oh no.” Lily put her hands on her hips. She wore a T-shirt and shorts like me. She’d taken the towel off her hair, and it hung around her neck.

“Too much candy?” Lily asked.

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