Page 72 of Elora and the Crow

She smiled. “I thought you wanted Thai food.”

“I do,” he said before lifting her and carrying her to the couch. “But I can fuck youandtake you out for Thai.”

He sat on the couch, making her straddle him as he pulled her shirt over her head.

“Is that right?” she said. “You’re so multi-talented.”

“I am,” he said, unhooking her bra and tossing it on the floor. He cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples with his thumbs until they were stiff peaks. She moaned and bent her head to kiss him.

God, he fucking loved how she kissed. She didn’t hold back and always gave him everything. Every fantasy he’d ever had about kissing her while he was trapped as a crow paled in comparison to the real thing.

She tugged his shirt over his head, giving his naked chest an appreciative look. “You’re so beautiful, Jonah.”

“So are you.” He kissed her again, groaning against her lips when she circled his flat nipples before lightly scraping her nails across them.

“Where do you stash the condoms in this room?” she asked.

He pointed to a small ceramic jar sitting on the side table. She leaned over and lifted the lid, grabbing a condom and grinning at him. “You’re the only guy I know who has condoms stashed in every room of his house, but it’s a smart idea when you’re as popular with the ladies as you are.”

His desire faded to be replaced by shame. Until he met Elora, he’d never been ashamed of his manwhoring ways. But now…

“Hey.” Elora cupped his face, making him look at her. “Your past doesn’t bother me, and I’m sorry if what I just said makes it sound like it does. It truly doesn’t, Jonah.”

“It bothers me,” he said hoarsely.

“It shouldn’t,” she said. “There is nothing wrong with having a large and healthy sex drive, and if both of you are clear that you’re not exclusive, then multiple partners isn’t an issue either.”

She hesitated. “Speaking of… are you sleeping with other people, Jonah?”

He stared at her. “No, Elora, of course not. Why would you think that?”

“Well, we aren’t actually dating, and we didn’t talk about exclusivity, so I wasn’t sure.”

“I’m not fucking anyone else,” he said, his voice harsher than he intended. His body stiffened beneath her as his hard-on did the exact opposite. “Wait… are you sleeping with other people?”

She laughed. “When would I be sleeping with other people? I’m either at work, or I’m here getting my brains fucked out by you.”

He knew his relief was as obvious and bright as an exploding nova, but he couldn’t help it. The thought of Elora being with someone else made him want to throw up.

She cocked her head, the condom still in her hand and her breasts still gloriously naked. “Do you want our friends with benefits to be exclusive, Jonah?”

“Yes,” he said. “I do.”

“Okay,” she said.

More relief shuddered through him. She stroked his chest. “You okay?”

“Yes,” he said. He cupped the back of Elora’s neck and tugged her down to kiss her again, hoping she couldn’t taste the desperation in it.

She sucked on his tongue, and his dick was back in the game. He unbuttoned her jeans, slipping his hand past her panties to cup her pussy. She was already wet and ready for him, and he groaned again before teasing her clit.

She rocked against his hand, her breath coming fast and furious against his neck as she clung to him. Her soft cries and low moans made him ache to be inside her, to fill her with his cock until all she knew, all she felt, was him.

Instead, he rubbed her clit harder, smiling with smug satisfaction when she arched her back and came all over his hand. He kissed her throat, nipping lightly at her skin as she came down from her high.

“Stand up, baby.” He pulled his hand out of her pants, his smile widening when she hopped off his lap and wobbled on her feet.

She giggled. “I’ve got orgasm legs.”

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