Page 96 of Those Who Are Bound

He laughed outright. “I’m carrying you.” He stopped at the bed and looked down at her.

“Then I definitely fainted because I do not know how I got into your arms.”

Jonah raised an eyebrow. “Should I give an instant replay?”

Elliott laughed now and kicked her legs playfully. “No! My god, you will actually kill me; put me down.”

Jonah leaned over and placed her on the bed. His gaze swept over her, then he ordered, “Take the shirt off. I want to hold you naked.”

Already reaching for the hem and wriggling it out from under her bottom, she teased, “So domineering in bed, Mr. Montgomery.”

He grinned.

“Did Mrs. Montgomery appreciate this side of you?” She drew the shirt over her head and tossed it at him.

“You want to know if I fucked my ex like I fuck you?” he asked curiously, having caught the shirt and tossed it aside. His jeans, already unfastened, he pushed down. Standing naked before her, he tilted his head, waiting for her answer.

Elliott shrugged, too distracted by the scenery to make eye contact. He had an impressive and beautiful cock. She wanted to hold it, to rub it, to kiss it, to wrap her lips around it, to become more intimately familiar with it.

His cock twitched, as though reading her mind and eager to comply.

“Jesus,” Jonah groaned, scooting her over so he could join her in the bed. “To answer you, no, I didn’t fuck my ex the way I fuck you. To begin with, she never looked at me the way you do.” He snapped the covers over them.

Elliott frowned. “How is that possible? Did she even see you naked?” She lifted the covers for another ogling.

Jonah laughed, slapping the covers down. He grabbed her to him, forcing her to lie down, turning her so her back was to his chest, nuzzling his face into her neck. “Of course she saw me naked.”

Elliott was quiet for a minute, then asked honestly, “How could…? I mean, I didn’t know you then, but how stupid did she have to be to walk away from someone like you?”

Jonah caressed her arm. “We walked away from each other.” Then he gave a solid kiss to the back of her head. “If you wake up again, and I’m not in the bed, don’t panic. I’ll be going to turn off the generator at some point. I haven’t left you.”

Elliott grasped his encompassing arm and held it against her, saying quietly, “Thank you.”

“The pleasure, and I can’t emphasize this enough, has been all mine.”

She let out a weary chuckle. “Nope, no, I don’t think so.”

He chuckled with her.

She scooted back against him. Yep, she was a cuddler.

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