Page 35 of Ardent Desires

My mind is blank, consumed by the feeling of her wrapped so tightly around me. She’s soft and warm, her body trembling beneath mine as I push in deeper, going slow just like she asked. I’m trying to be gentle, but it’s taking everything in me to keep control.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps, her hands gripping my shoulders like she’s holding on for dear life. Every time I pull out, she moans, and it takes everything in me not to lose it completely.

“Alexander,” she whimpers, and fuck, just hearing her say my name like that makes my cock twitch inside her.

I lean down, kissing her neck softly, my lips brushing against her skin as I whisper, “You feel so fucking good, Ellie.”

She arches her back, her hips moving to meet mine, and I can feel her getting more comfortable, more confident with every thrust. I’m still trying to be slow, careful, but the way she moves beneath me, the way she moans my name—it’s pushing me closer to the edge.

I slide my hand down between us, my fingers finding her clit as I circle it gently, wanting her to feel as much pleasure as possible. She gasps, her body tightening around me, and I know she’s close.

“I want you to come for me,” I murmur against her skin, my voice thick with need. “I want to feel you come on my cock.”

Her eyes snap open, wide and dark with desire, and I can feel the tension building in her body. She’s so close, her breathing shallow, her thighs trembling around me.

I start to move faster, my fingers pressing harder against her clit as I thrust into her, my control slipping with every second. She cries out, her body arching beneath me, and I can feel hertighten around me, her orgasm washing over her as she comes hard.

“Fuck,” I groan, the sensation of her squeezing me almost too much to handle.

She’s trembling, her moans soft and breathless as I keep moving, chasing my own release. The sight of her beneath me, her body flushed and spent, is enough to push me over the edge. I thrust into her one last time, my body tensing as I come, the pleasure ripping through me like a wave.

For a moment, everything is still. The room is quiet except for the sound of our breathing, and I can feel my heart pounding in my chest as I come down from the high. I’m still inside her, and she’s looking up at me with wide eyes, her lips slightly parted.

I press a soft kiss to her forehead, pulling out slowly, and she winces slightly but doesn’t pull away.

“You okay?” I ask, brushing a strand of hair away from her face.

She nods, her breath still a little shaky. “Yeah. That was…”

“Yeah,” I agree, lying down beside her, pulling her close.

We lie there in silence for a moment, our bodies tangled together, and I can feel her heartbeat gradually slowing down. My mind is still racing, trying to process everything that just happened, but I can’t bring myself to regret a single second of it.

“You were incredible,” I murmur, my hand trailing down her side, feeling the softness of her skin beneath my fingertips.

She giggles softly, her face pressed against my chest. “I can’t believe we just did that.”

“Believe it,” I say with a grin, kissing the top of her head.

She smiles, her eyes drifting closed as she snuggles into me, and for the first time in a long time, I feel completely at peace. I don’t know what’s going to happen next, but right now, with Ellie in my arms, nothing else matters.

“Baby, are you awake?” I whisper, my voice low as I brush a hand over her hair.

She lets out a soft whimper, her body still curled against mine. “Yeah,” she mumbles, her voice sleepy and sweet.

I shift slightly, propping myself up on one elbow so I can see her face. “Can we talk about what just happened?” I ask, my voice careful, because I know I need to say this, even though I’d rather just stay in the warmth of this moment.

She looks up at me, her eyes half-lidded, still dazed. “What about it?”

I rub the back of my neck, feeling the guilt sink in. “I didn’t use a condom. I’m sorry, I should’ve—”

Before I can finish, she cups my cheek, stopping me with the softest touch. “It’s okay,” she says quietly, her thumb brushing over my jaw. “I’m okay with it.”

“I get tested regularly,” I tell her, needing her to know. “I should’ve asked first.”

She smiles softly and leans in to kiss me, her lips warm and comforting. “Thank you for telling me,” she murmurs against my lips. “I trust you.”

A wave of relief washes over me, and I kiss her back, letting the moment settle. “I need to run you a bath,” I say softly, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. “It’ll help with any soreness and the jet lag.”

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