Page 31 of Limitless

When she tried to rub against me again, I moved just enough so that I entered her instead, the sensation so great as her body pulled me in that I shuddered. She sat down on me as far as she could but couldn't get all the way down.

"Now fuck me."

She did, moving up and down on me. At first it was easy for her, but then her thighs shook a bit. "I need some leverage," she said.

"Lean on me."

She did, but it only helped for a few thrusts. I lay back completely, and she leaned her hands on my chest and found a better position, so that she could ride me without tiring so much.

"Touch yourself."

"I can't," she said. "I need both hands."

I reached down and worked my fingers between us so that with each thrust, her clit rubbed against my fingers. I began to thrust as well, meeting her body with each of my own thrusts. With my other hand I teased one nipple then the other and it was enough, with me inside of her, my fingers on her clit, my others touching her breasts. "I'm going to come," she said, and stopped moving, but I kept thrusting.

"Keep going," I said, and she tensed, her body spasming around me as she came. She fell forward on top of me and lay still while I continued thrusting. "I can't . . ."

I turned her over and she wrapped her legs around my waist and lay back, her eyes closed as I started fucking her, my thrusts fast and hard and soon I came as well, my mouth by her ear, grunting with each thrust.

When I collapsed on top of her, breathing hard, my face beside hers, I couldn’t help but smile.

“Oh, God,” I gasped, my heart rate still elevated. “That was so good…”

She closed her eyes, smoothing her hair back from her cheeks, her arms beside her. Her golden-brown locks spread out in a fan around her face.

“It was.” Then, she opened her eyes, a smile starting on her lips. “Did that meet your expectations?”

“More than met them.”

We lay in each other’s arms for a moment, recovering. When I pulled out, I stood up, keeping her thighs spread so I could watch my semen leak out of her in that very erotic way.

She closed her eyes, smiling at my predictability.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her up. “Let’s have a quick shower.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“No more Sir needed,” I said, leading back to the bathroom and the shower stall.

I turned on the water and when it was the perfect temperature, I pulled her inside with me. We stood, our arms around each other, and let the warm water course over us. I kissed her deeply, so incredibly happy that she was mine and I was hers.

“You’ve made me so very happy,” I said and stroked her wet cheek as she stood with her arms around my neck.

She smiled. “That’s a song by Blood Sweat and Tears, you know. My father used to play it all the time when I was growing up.”

I laughed at that. “I’m a poet and didn’t know it.”

We stood in silence for a moment, arms around each other, both of us smiling.

I honestly didn’t think I could be any happier. I had my old job back at NYP but even better, because I was going to be heading up the paediatric robotic surgery unit. We were going to be back in New York.

And I would have shared custody of Liam — hopefully with him during the week so he could go to school with his little sister.

The only smudge on an otherwise-perfect future was the nagging sense of unease about the man who I saw staring at me.

Hopefully, hiring Brimstone Security to provide 24-hour protection when we returned to New York would take care of that. So, while Kate was busy with Sophia in the bath that night, and Ethan had retired to his bed, and Elaine was tidying up the kitchen, I sent Kyle a message.

DRAKE: My family will be back in a few days, and I want to hire Brimstone permanently to provide security for us. I need 24/7 security. Don’t worry about the cost. I liked George. I’d like to use the limo service as well. He seems like a decent sort, and I always like to employ former military if I can.

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