Page 79 of Elling & Jackie

The last couple of weeks had been the worst days of her life. The back and forth tug-of-war of her thoughts. One minute hating him. The next, loving him.

Every emotion heightened. Deep down, she knew she'd never be able to walk away from him.

He stopped. She looked up at him, realizing her vision was wonky.

Elling swiped her cheek with his thumb. "What's the matter?"

She rolled to the front of him and locked her hands behind his back and tilted her face. "I'm obsessed with you. I've been feeling like I'm going crazy."

"You're not crazy."

"There were so many times I panicked over the last couple of weeks. I needed you, and I looked around, trying to find you because I knew even with us fighting and my family...and your club, you would help me."

"I would've." He stroked her cheeks with his thumbs. "I would do anything."

"How can I have a life full of people who love me and want to take care of me, but all I want is you?"

His gaze softened. "I'm going to be there for you. Whenever. Wherever. You're not going to lose me."

"Promise?"

He kissed her upturned lips. Her hands slipped down to his ass, squeezing as she pulled herself tight against him, feeling his hardness.

She moaned. "Come up to my room."

"I can't stay." His chest inflated with is breath. "Long."

She stepped away, grabbing his hand, and led him down the block to the front of the hotel. There were no worries about bringing him through the building because he wasn't a guest. She was allowed to have company in her room.

By the time they stepped out of the elevator on the Fourth Floor, she was out of breath. Her body highly tuned to him, she struggled to get her keycard out of her back pocket.

Elling removed the card from her fingers and held it up, opening the door. She clung to him, tugging on his vest as he shut the door.

He captured her mouth and pressed her up against the wall. She raised her leg, trying to climb his thigh. Unable to breathe, she panted between nipping his lips and sucking.

What started out as passion quickly turned to desperation to get back to how it'd been before their worlds had collided.

"Condom." He pulled back.

She used his distraction to run her hands over his upper body. As if drawn to the heat of him, she undid his belt and had his zipper down, her hand around his cock, stroking him, when he groaned and pushed her hand away to put on the condom.

"Your jeans." His intense gaze never left her. "I need them off."

Kicking off her shoes, she undid her pants and pulled them down along with her panties. She moved back to him, grabbing his hair and lifting herself upward. His hands slid under her armpits and elevated her off the floor as if she weighed nothing. She wrapped her legs around his waist.

His cock teased her bottom as he pressed her against the wall, lowering her more. She wiggled and arched until the head of his hardness pressed against her pussy.

Her body hummed. Clinging to his neck, she stroked her tongue with his, high at the contact.

He grabbed her hips, lowering her down. She plunged onto his cock. A gasp ripped from her at the fullness.

"That's where you belong." He kissed her again before making a trail along her jaw to her neck with his mouth. "Right here."

"Yes." The back of her head hit the wall as she gave him more room to explore her skin with his lips, his tongue, his teeth.

He pumped in short increments. Each one powerful and filling.

The air in her body expelled as his size filled her completely. His tongue on her skin had her sucking in short breathes. Back and forth, in and out, he kept her breathing.

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