Page 22 of Ash

I punched my fists into the mattress and shifted. The new angle sent me even deeper with the next thrust, and Nora’s whole body shuddered. “Oh yes! Eli! Yes!”

Rising to my knees, I watched my cock disappear and reappear coated in her sticky cream.

“I need you to come, Nora,” I gritted through clenched teeth. “Now.”

Nora screamed with every slam of my hips, hovering on the edge. So I used the pad of my thumb to rub circles on her clit.

“Eli!” she whined desperately. “I’m so…oh yes!”

I pulled out and slapped her pussy before slamming back in. Nora tensed right before her breath caught, then a second later, she screamed my name as she flew apart.

“Fuck!” I shouted as I planted myself as deep as possible when my orgasm shot down my spine and exploded out of mycock. Her pussy milked my shaft in strong pulses, sucking the jets of come up into her womb.

“That’s it, baby girl,” I groaned. “Squeeze me. Oh, fuck yeah.”

I continued to thrust, dragging out her orgasm until she begged me to let her rest. When my climax began to taper off, I was sapped of my strength and almost collapsed on top of her. I didn’t want to crush her, so I cuddled her close as I rolled over. Content, I drifted to sleep still buried deep inside her.

7

NORA

During all those days when I was fighting my attraction to Eli, I never let myself believe that I would find myself here—in his bed, with his muscular body wrapped around mine…after he had taken my virginity. If I had, I wouldn’t have been able to resist him, and this would have happened much sooner.

But I wasn’t going to dwell on the extra time we could’ve had together. In the grand scheme of things, a couple of weeks wasn’t worth beating myself up over. Especially when I had been standing up for myself and what I wanted in a relationship.

Instead, I was going to focus on where we were at now. Which was a really freaking good place.

Twisting in his embrace, I took a moment to appreciate how his expression softened in sleep. Eli was an intense guy and thirteen years older than me, but something was boyish about him when he was vulnerable like this. His long lashes rested against his cheeks, and his kissable lips were slightly parted as puffs of air blew through them.

I would’ve happily stared at him while he slept—like a creepy fangirl—for longer than I wanted to admit, except his eyesopened. There was no haziness in his eyes. It was just my luck that he was more alert than anyone should be upon first waking.

“Good morning,” I murmured, my cheeks filling with heat at being caught gawking at him while he slept.

Luckily, Eli didn’t seem to mind. His palm pressed against my lower back, bringing me flush against his body. “That’s not how you say good morning to your man, baby girl.”

“It isn’t?” I asked, lifting my hand to rake my fingernails over the buzzed hair at the back of his head.

“Not even close.”

That was all the warning I got before he claimed my mouth in a deep kiss. Any worry I had about not brushing my teeth yet was lost to the passion that quickly built between us. There was a dull throb in my core from him taking me last night, but that did nothing to tamp down the desire I felt.

When he finally ended the kiss, I let out a little whimper of protest. His lips curved into a smirk before he rasped, “Gonna take that sweet sound you just made as confirmation that you agree with how we should say good morning to each other from now on.”

There was no point in denying it when I was pressing my thighs together to ease the ache between them that his kiss had created. “You sure can.”

“That’s my good baby girl.”

I shivered at the praise, and his smirk widened at my reaction. Narrowing my eyes, I dug my nails into his shoulders. “You need to be careful with that voice of yours. It should be classified as a lethal weapon.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” He brushed his lips against mine again. “And use it more often if that’s the kind of reaction I get outta you.”

I wasn’t surprised by his response since he was the kind of guy to use every tool at his disposal. Something he’d had to learnwhen he broke away from his family—which I respected. And I appreciated that he always had the perfect comeback when I verbally poked at him. Intelligence was definitely a turn-on for me. “Good, my evil plan worked then.”

“You’re gonna keep me on my toes, aren’t you?” he asked, stroking his palm down my side to cup my butt through the sheet covering me.

“Hopefully.” I waggled my brows. “I have a feeling it’s the only way to keep you in line.”

Brushing light kisses across my jawline and down my neck to my pulse point, he murmured, “You sure that’s what you really want, baby girl?”

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