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I cupped her nape and pulled her back while I wrote the next message.Whatever happens, we go together. There’s no choosing. We all get out, or none of us do.

With that, she knocked me sideways, my head nearly hanging off the side while she climbed on top of me. The bed was huge, a California king, leaving plenty of room for me to stretch out.

She peppered fevered kisses over my entire chest and stomach, making her way down my body. This was wrong, I should be worshiping her, but I couldn’t stop her. It felt too good to have her all to myself. If it pleased her to please me, not a chance in hell I’d stop her.

“Did I say I loved you? I love you.” Elise delivered a slow lick from the root to the tip. “I love you.” She sucked the head into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the rim. “I love you.” Then she started working me over with long pulls of her mouth and hard strokes with her hands.

I speared my fingers through her hair to keep it out of her face. Nothing was going to obstruct the view of Elise loving me. My body was one taut muscle, so turned on from hearing her say she loved me while watching her go down on me.

Only a few minutes had passed, but I couldn’t take it anymore. The first time she told me she loved me, I was going to come deep inside her pussy, not in her mouth.

I jerked her head off my dick and curled up to slide my hands under her arms to settle her further up my body. Tapping my lips, I said,Ride me.

She grinned, and it was devoid of all the sadness the evening seemed to drop on her. I sucked in a breath as she grabbed my dick and slowly lowered down over me. No condom.

I’d never had bareback before her, and I knew there was no way it would feel this good with anyone else. Her head fell back, and I palmed one breast with one hand and grabbed her luscious ass with the other.

“No, this isn’t going to work.” Before I had a chance to process her words, she was off of me and pulling my arm toward the center. Ah, she wanted me to lay with my head in the pillows.

Fine by me.

Barely waiting for me to stretch out, she climbed back on and grabbed the top of the headboard. “That’s better.” She moaned as she started working her way up and down my dick.

Every time she came up, the wetness on my dick turned me on until I was sure I was going to blow inside her. I clutched her hips to stop her movements, and the little vixen ground against me, a combination of lust and satisfaction on her face.

“None of that, I want it hard.” She braced herself with the headboard and immediately started to slam down.

Fuck it. I was losing it, and all I could do was use her hips to yank her down harder with each fall, until the tingling at the base of my spine erupted, taking my whole entire being with it.

In the haze of pleasure, I watched her fall apart on top of me, her gaze locked with mine as her mouth opened on a silent scream.

She fell on top of my chest, her breath fanning against my skin. I wrapped her up in a tight hug, just happy in the moment. Eventually, I slid her to the other side of the bed, under the covers where the bed wasn’t wet. Taking care of the lights and grabbing my phone to set it beside the bed, I climbed back in and molded myself to her back.

We could worry about everything else tomorrow.

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The doorbell rangthrough the house, echoing from each of the speakers strategically placed in every hall and main room.

I checked my phone—seven in the morning. Who the hell would be here that early? It sure as hell wasn’t anyone for me, since no one knew we were here. Elise had her arm tossed over my side, snuggled into my back. Letting her stay where she was, I threaded my fingers through hers and pulled it tighter around me, then shoved one of my feet back under hers.

After a few seconds, the doorbell stopped, then started up again.

Mentally groaning, I pulled the blanket over my head, trying to block out the sound. But I’d left the bedroom door open, and the speaker was on the other side of the hallway.

“Think that could be Milo?” Elise mumbled sleepily behind me.

I couldn’t give her the words, but it wasn’t. He would have texted me if he were on his way. Just in case, I checked my phone again, and no messages lit up the screen.

The bell went off three more times in quicker succession. Whoever was out there was getting pissed. Where was the staff?

There’d been no one here when we came in last night, but my parents used to keep a day maid and gardener while they were away. Maybe that had changed.

Rolling out of bed, I was careful to leave Elise exactly where she was. She might still be able to sleep some more if I got rid of the dickhead who didn’t have enough decency not to ring the doorbell a thousand times at seven am. Unfortunately, the suit was the only pieces of clothing I’d brought with me last night, so slacks it was.

The sun was already shining through the east facing windows, hitting the chandelier over the front door just right and sending small fractures of light jumping around the room. Clear glass panes lined the door, but whoever stood on the other side must have been right in front. There wasn’t even a shadow to give me any idea if there was a man or woman on the other side. It was probably one of their club friends that forgot they were gone.

The doorbell rang one more time, right as I swung the door wide, shielding my eyes from the sun. At first, the person was one big shadow set against the sun, but as my eyes adjusted, I dropped my hand.

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