For a second, I thought she might not answer. “It overwhelms my senses in the best way. Every thrust. Seeing it makes me feel … more. Like my body is tuned to you.”
 
 My hips pistoned faster, spurred by her words, our bodies colliding with wet, heavy slaps.
 
 She arched, crying out. “Right there. Don’t stop.”
 
 I tilted her hips, gripped her ass, and hit that spot again and again. Her tits bounced with every thrust and I sucked a nipple into my mouth, then the other.
 
 Her legs locked tighter, her nails dragging across my back. “So close!”
 
 I lifted my head. “What do you need?”
 
 Her gaze snapped to mine, her eyes filled with lust and something bordering on more. “Kiss me.”
 
 I crushed my mouth to hers, swallowing her moans as her body clamped down on me. Sparks detonated beneath my skin. She cried out my name, and I lost it, grinding hard as I came with a guttural sound that tore from deep inside me.
 
 Her pussy milked me through every wave until I collapsed on top of her, shaking. I laid my head on her shoulder, suddenly too heavy to hold it up. “Baby, you’ve ruined me for anyone else.”
 
 Ellie giggled, and I gasped as she fluttered around me, squeezing me tight, then letting go, and squeezing me again, sending aftershocks shooting through my spine. “Isn’t that supposed to be my line?”
 
 I rolled us to the side my cock still inside her, keeping her close. I’d take care of the condom in a minute.
 
 She squeaked in surprise, clinging to my arms. “What are you doing?”
 
 “Staring at you.” I brushed damp hair from her forehead.
 
 She wrinkled her nose. “Ew. I’m all sweaty. That’s not sexy.”
 
 I kissed her, slow, sweet, and claiming. “It’s the hottest ‘sweaty’I’ve ever seen. And you’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
 
 Her smile was sleepy. “If you keep talking like that, I may never go home.”
 
 I slipped my arms around her waist, my heart hammering with a truth I wasn’t ready to admit out loud. “Not much of a threat, buttercup.”
 
 Ellie yawned again, her eyelids fluttering closed. “Hmmm, you say that now.”
 
 Because if it was up to me, she’d never leave this bed.
 
 There was no way to respond to her without knowing if she could accept what little I had to give.
 
 But what could the future possibly hold for us? I was practically married to Kingsley Jewelry. I had so much I still needed to accomplish there. Yet, I didn’t know how I could let her go, because even though I knew I couldn’t give her the relationship she deserved, I didn’t want anyone else to claim her.
 
 I was well and truly fucked.
 
 Chapter Twenty-Four
 
 DREW
 
 Isat at my office desk, doodling on the notepad in front of me. The loops and swirls blended together to form an antique-style ring. To the right of that was a necklace that bore a resemblance to the one my grandmother wore for special occasions.
 
 Ellie’s laugh at something my sister said floated down the hall, light and carefree. Damn, I loved hearing it—especially knowing how warmly my family had welcomed her in, like she’d always belonged here.
 
 Five days. That’s all it had been. Five days, and already it felt impossible to picture Ruby River without her in it.
 
 When she finger-waved at me when they reached my door, cheeks flushed with amusement, my chest clenched. Grace whispered something that made Ellie cover her mouth to hide a chuckle.
 
 “Do I dare ask what you two are talking about?” I asked.
 
 Ellie grinned. “I can’t share our girl-talk secrets.” Then she mimed zipping her mouth shut. “Thanks for driving me to get my car from Adam, Grace.”