Page 4 of Endless Love: Novella

“I can’t wait. Besides…” I added between kisses against her neck, “… old people do it in the bedroom. A quickie in the bathroom is for young people.”

Her laughter turned to a strangled whimper as I worked my hand between her thighs to cup her pussy. I couldn’t begin to count the number of times I had touched her this way, but the rush of power never changed knowing how to make her melt and beg.

My fingers flirted with the lacy edge of her thong when familiar moisture began to seep from between her swollen lips. Her mouth found mine in a hard, desperate kiss that stirred a growl in my throat and turned my cock to steel. Every stroke of her tongue, every breathless whimper sent lightning racing down my spine until nothing would do but bury myself deep inside her.

She used the counter for leverage, lifting herself and letting me yank the thong down over her feet. “We did talk about trying for another, didn’t we?” she whispered as she unbuttoned my jeans and dipped a hand inside my boxer briefs. When her fingers closed around my shaft, I could barely bite back a groan. “No condom. Come inside me.”

Like I would argue with that.

There was nothing playful about the way Rose guided me inside her without another word. Her head fell back, and her body went still while I sank myself into her hot, wet pussy. Every inch was better than the last until my knees shook from the sensation of being gripped from head to base with nothing between us.

“Oh, fuck…” she whispered. I could only groan in agreement, staying still to savor the thrill of being locked with her this way. Every time was like the first time. I would never get tired of it.

When her eyes opened and locked on mine, the hunger in them made me pull my hips back to drive myself in again. “Youwant me to put another baby in you?” I grunted, slamming home hard enough to leave her gritting her teeth. “You want me to fill this pussy?”

“Yes,” she gritted out, jerking her hips to meet my strokes.

I slid my thumb against her clit to push her closer to the edge, and her fast, ragged breaths filled the small space. I covered her mouth with mine to muffle the sound, but there was nothing I could do about the vanity as it rattled from the force of our bodies crashing together.

My pace quickened, her muscles clenching around me, pulling me deeper. Her needy, high-pitched whine told me she was close, and I let myself go, her pussy drawing every drop of cum from my balls, milking me dry.

“Shit,” I grunted out, leaning against her for a second, my face against her neck. “There is nothing in the world like being bare inside you.”

She chuckled softly and kissed my cheek, sighing. “After two whole years?”

“And probably after twenty years,” I told her, lifting my head for a kiss.

“Hurry!”

We both looked at the locked door when we heard the sudden cry. “What the fuck?” I whispered, my mind immediately going to Eloise before my heart started racing again. There were more loud and panicked voices, overlapping while I rushed through to pull myself together.

“I’ll drive!”

“You’ve had too much to drink. I’ll drive.”

“Oh, no!”

“Everything will be fine, don’t worry!”

I launched myself out of the powder room to find total chaos erupting, with people running everywhere, thrusting their feet into shoes they’d taken off to go down to the beach whileshouting orders and questions. “What the hell is going on?” I demanded, raising my voice over the commotion.

Ari noticed me on his way to the door, and his stricken look chilled my blood. “The store. Something happened at the store.”

“What? What about the store?” Rose joined me, gripping my arm as her nails dug into my skin.

“Pumpkin, somebody from the village called Barrett.” Ari looked sick, adding, “There’s been a fire.”

That was all I needed to hear to get me moving, taking Rose by the hand and pulling her along when it seemed like she was frozen in place. Shock would do that to a person.

“Stay here with the kids!” I ordered Zoe, who stood wide-eyed on the stairs. At least they were asleep and didn’t have to witness their parents’ frenzy.

We were just there.How could this have happened? Questions slammed around inside my skull as I rushed out to the car and placed Rose inside. She was wide-eyed and mute—the way a person would react when they found out something they gave their life to was in danger of being destroyed. I could only hope the destruction was minimal as I pulled out, falling in place behind Noah’s car as we all drove down to get a look for ourselves.

As it turned out, there was no getting anywhere near the scene in a car. I settled for pulling into a spot two blocks away from the fire trucks and caution tape, barely taking time to put the car in park before following Rose as she sprinted toward the crowd growing behind the yellow tape.

Acrid smoke hung heavy in the air, and the thought of what that smoke represented was almost too much to comprehend. We were just there, dammit.

Firefighters trained water on the remains of what only hours ago was a beautiful, historic building. When I thought back on the pains we took to keep the building’s original charm intact, it was enough to lodge a lump in my throat. This was my first job, my way of proving myself to Dad, showing him I could be trusted to handle a project of size and importance.

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