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“Don’t be long,” he grumbles behind us as we walk to the dance floor.

We dance around other people, including her dad, who is dancing with Blake’s mum. I didn’t realise they knew each other, but they are in a deep conversation as we go past.

“Don’t break her heart. I watched you hurt her for years, and I promise you will pay for it if you do it again,” Maisy whispers, and I frown down at her. She is definitely a King with a threat like that coming out as she smiles like we are talking about the weather.

“I will never hurt her again,” I say strongly. I'll never hurt Allie again now that she is mine, and I'll always regret what happened before. I glance over to see Allie laughing with my sister, and suddenly, I can’t wait to spend the rest of the night making up for our rocky past.

Chapter 16

Allie

"Oh god." I moan as Elliot’s fingers play with my breasts as I wake up. I push myself back against his solid chest, and I feel his hard on pushed against my ass.

"Morning, angel." Elliot chuckles before sliding one of his hands down to find me already wet for him. I gasp as two fingers enter inside of me, making me moan as he draws them in and out.

"That's all I can handle," he mutters before pulling his fingers out and rolling me onto my stomach. I don't get a second to think before he grabs my hips and sinks into me, pushing as deep as he can.

"Elliot." I moan loudly, not caring if the whole damn house hears, and he starts pumping into me like a crazy man with his fingers holding my hips tightly.

"Fuck." Elliot groans next to my ear before he bites my shoulder lightly, making me moan louder.

"Touch yourself," Elliot orders, and I know from last night to do as I'm told or he won't let me come. I move my fingers over my clit as he pumps into me harder.

"Elliot, I’m coming," I say in a moan as I explode, and I feel Elliot follow straight after me. We both fall onto the bed breathlessly, and he pulls me onto his chest.

"Are you hungry?" Elliot asks, playing with my hair.

"Yes," I whisper.

"I've never seen you without your smart comebacks. Who knew making you come would make you quiet," Elliot jokes, and I grin at him.

"No one but you," I say gently while looking up at Elliot, whose face lights up.

"You mean I'm the only guy who's made you come? How is that possible?" he asks.

“I've only been with you, and one other guy when I was sixteen, but he was crap. I just didn't want anyone," I saytruthfully.

"I remember. Do you know how jealous I was when I heard you had slept with someone? I was an idiot back then. I'm surprised you don't hate me," Elliot says, looking serious now, and his green eyes devour my own.

I push back Elliot's black hair, which is growing back; it’s slightly falling over his forehead now.

"I do forgive you because I understand. What my dad did, you had to be angry at someone, and I was around. If someone’s dad had done that to my family . . . I get how mad you were, but you never actually went too far. Yes, you called me names and stopped me from getting dates, but that was it.

“Honestly, it was always you I wanted, even when you were being horrible to me. I think I always liked that you were a dickhead in a way; that only I could get a reaction out of you," I say quietly to him.

"I used to make myself believe you were never worth it, and I'm sorry for all the times I said that because it was a lie. You were the only girl in my mind who was worth it all," he tells me.

My heart tightens as he says this, knowing how those words haunted my life. I understand them more now, and I get that he wanted to be with me more than his hate for my father.

"I wish we had just talked to each other rather than fight," I mutter.

"Do you know how much you turned me on when you argued back with me? That you were never scared, you just glared at me and told me to fuck myself. It was so hot, I had trouble not bending you over my knee and spanking your ass for some of the things you said." Elliot grins then kisses my shocked face before pulling away.

"I'm going to shower, you coming?" He smirks, knowing my answer.

"Yep," I say, jumping up and running into his bathroom while I hear his laughter behind me.I don’t need an excuse to see Elliot all soapy and naked. Holy cow, just the thought is turning me on. I’m surprised I can even get any more turned on after the amount of orgasms I’ve had in the last twelve hours.

Elliot comes in and switches the shower on before taking my hand and leading me in. The shower is massive with two shower heads on either side.

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