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She mewls, attempting to straighten her head, but I don’t let her. At least not until I’ve sucked a red mark into her skin, claiming her as mine. Then I let go of her hair, and she immediately yanks me to her, kissing me. It’s sloppy, all tongue, and I fucking love it.
I continue to pump my fingers in and out of her, swallowing her moans. She’s so wet, so responsive, swiveling her hips, panting out her breaths, fingernails sinking into my skin.
When I feel her start to coil with tension, knees becoming looser, I wrap my arm around her waist to keep her up and double down on my efforts, rubbing my thumb against her clit. She bucks in my hold, brushing against my stiff cock, and I feel like a fourteen-year-old kid again, ready to come in my pants.
I know I’ll have a wet spot on my Hanes, but I’ll deal with that later. For now, this is all Eloise.
My good and perfect Eloise.
“That’s it,” I praise against her lips since she’s incapable of kissing me anymore, too tied up in her pleasure to focus. Makes pride swell in my chest, that I can make her like this.
I can make her forget about anything else but us. I doubt she’d even know her name right now.
“Let go for me.”
And she does. She comes apart in my arms, her body shaking as she rides out her orgasm on my hand. I slow my movements, easing her down, then slip my fingers out of her. When I bring my fingers to my mouth, sucking her tangy taste off them, her eyes widen, her cheeks flushingpink.
She doesn’t drop her gaze, but she does shift her weight and clear her throat. “You are pretty good at that.”
I let my hand settle at my side. “And you told me a bunch of things you’re good at, a bunch of things that prove your mother is full of shit. Next time you need a reminder of your confidence, you let me know.”
Her eyes shine with gratitude, and she throws her arms around my neck, stilling when she feels my cock against her stomach. “You…want me to…?”
I shake my head, placing one last kiss on her neck. “Not tonight. Let’s get you cleaned up and into something comfy. We’ll watch a movie or something.”
She jerks back. “Really?”
I don’t know what’s so confusing about that and arch my brow. “Yeah.”
“You don’t want to…?”
I’m not sure what the end of that question is… Get down on my knees and eat her out? Rip her panties off her and fuck her into next week? Take off my shirt and tattoo the divots her fingernails made into my skin?
I want to do it all, but not after what happened with her mom. Not when I know she has to be up early tomorrow for this wedding. And especially not when I don’t have the time I want to explore every inch of her delicious body and act out every depraved fantasy I’ve had about her.
So… “I do, Eloise, I really fucking want to, but not now. Let me take care of you in other ways tonight.”
Her answering smile is slow-growing and a little shy. It burrows under my skin, knocks my heart right out. Stomps that organ into submission until she takes the whole damn thing in her hands. Steals it out of my chest.
But that’s okay. My heart is hers now. To do with what she will.
She offers me her hand, laces our fingers together, brings it up to her mouth, and kisses the back of mine likeI’mthe special one. LikeIam the onesheis grateful for. “Thanks, Roman.”
I don’t deserve her appreciation, but I take it anyway. Tuck it away for when this will all inevitably end and I won’t be able to make her smile anymore. Because even with that knowledge, I still want her. I still want to take advantage of this time when I can pretend that won’t happen.
“Anytime, sunshine. Anytime.”
Chapter 16
Eloise
When I roll over to quiet my alarm, I accidentally knock my foot into the hot mountain next to me.Literallyhot.
After we came back to our room last night—to the room with only one bed—we did exactly what Roman said. We changed into something more comfortable and watched a movie, some action flick on cable about the White House being blown up…or something. I didn’t pay much attention because Roman lay next to me in only black boxer briefs.
He told me he ran hot, and usually only slept in underwear, then asked if I would mind.
Would I mind?
