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The man had a filthy mouth and I felt my cheeks heat as my arousal climbed higher. I had no idea before meeting Elias how sexy his confidence would be.

Biting my lip, my mind and body warred for about ten seconds before Elias’s fingers teased at my entrance, and all protests fled from my mind. I pushed his hand lower, knees trembling. “Don’t stop.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

ZERO

Her surrender was everything I needed to hear at that moment. I pushed a finger inside her, biting the inside of my cheek to stop myself from groaning at the feel of her wet heat sucking me in. I was being reckless, I knew that, but I couldn’t resist her. She was too gorgeous for words.

Teasing her clit with my thumb while my finger worked her channel, I basked in her breathy gasps and quiet moans. If we weren’t in such a damn hurry, I’d drop to my knees and worship her properly. She deserved at least that much. Next time, I’d make sure to do things properly.

“Elias,” Simone murmured.

I loved my name on her lips. Didn’t even give a shit that she was using my real name that I hadn’t used since I left home. It felt a little like she was reclaiming it as hers, and I was more than happy to go with that plan. Whatever she wanted, it was hers.

Unwilling to risk getting caught and ruining the moment before I could get her off, I pulled my hand free and spun her around, moving her in front of the dryer so she couldbrace herself against it. Wrestling with my belt, I was a little embarrassed by how long it took from me to pull my pants down. In my defense, Simone had reached back to pull her jeans sloooowly over her hips, wiggling that perfect ass at me like a treat I wanted to sink my teeth into. The lacy boyshorts she revealed showed off her assets in just the right way, and it was a miracle I got my pants open instead of just staring at her drooling.

“You’re fucking sexy, you know that?” I breathed, pausing long enough to snag a condom from my wallet before letting jeans and boxers hit the floor around my ankles. “I want to play teacher and naughty student at one point. I swear, you’re every teenage fantasy come true.”

Her shoulders shook as she bit back laughter, and when she looked over her shoulder, her eyes were dancing. “You’re talking about next time when we haven’t even finished this time. Focus, Elias.”

She was using that teacher tone on purpose, I just knew it. And it fucking turned me on. Ripping open the condom with my teeth, I rolled it on, pressing closer so the head of my dick pushed against her entrance, only blocked by those sexy ass panties. She moaned quietly, pushing her hips back, and I had to bite my fist to stop myself from busting right then and there. She just had to be the kind of woman who made demands in bed. I was one lucky motherfucker somehow getting her attention.

Sliding her panties off, I ran my hands over her ass and up her back under her shirt, flicking open her bra with practiced movements. I knew we couldn’t risk taking our clothes fully off right now, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to touch. Sliding my hands inside her bra, I cupped and squeezed her breasts while rocking against her, my cock gliding through her slick folds until the head caught on her entrance. We both groaned as I pushed forward, slipping inside her inch by glorious inch.

I was in heaven. That was the only explanation for how I ended up here. Sliding into the woman I’d been fantasizing about for weeks, her tight heat wrapped around me and her quiet moans music to my ears. The only way this could get better would be if the house was empty so she could be as loud as she wanted.

Pulling back a few inches, I pushed forward again, sheathing the last few inches of my dick. I stopped after that, breathing heavily, trying to get myself under control enough to make this good for her. I refused to ruin the moment by coming too soon.

Once I started moving, I couldn’t stop. I rocked my hips, slow at first, testing the waters, before picking up speed. The noise of the dryer drowned out the sound of our skin slapping together, but I knew better than to think it’d drown out all the noise. I bit down on my fist, muffling my groans as I fucked into her. It didn’t help that she shifted forward enough to lay her upper half on the dryer so she could have a hand over her own mouth, stifling her noises until only soft moans escaped her.

“You’re so fucking sexy. I’m never going to get enough of you. You feel so good on my cock. So fucking wet.”

I was getting perilously close when I reached around to rub her clit again. When she clenched around me, my eyes actually crossed and there was no going back after that. I muffled my shout against her shoulder, spilling into the condom while she moaned and her walls fluttered around me. Thank fuck I managed to hold out long enough to get her there because I nearly didn’t make it. She felt that good.

We were both breathing like we’d run a marathon and it took work for me not to rest my weight against her back as I caught my breath. I didn’t want to hurt her just because the sex was so good, my knees were weak. Careful to hold the condom in place, I slipped out of her, staggering back to lean against the wall instead.

“That was…”

“Amazing,” I finished. “Like I’m pissed we can’t rest, refuel, and go again right away amazing.”

Huffing a laugh, she finally pushed herself upright and turning to look at me, her lips a little swollen either from me kissing her or her biting them to stay quiet while we fucked. I reached for her, wanting to steal another kiss, but she put a finger up, giving me a stern look that made my cock try to rally despite my explosive finish.

“Dressed first. We’ve been in here too long.”

She had a point. Pulling off the condom, I tied it off and tossed it into the little trashcan by the washer. I was pulling up my jeans when she somehow managed to redo her bra without even looking. My eyebrows went up, impressed.

“You don’t even have to see what you’re doing?”

She frowned, confused for a moment before realizing what I was asking. Rolling her eyes, she readjusted her clothes so she looked as flawless as when I’d dragged her in here. “When you wear them as long as I have, you don’t need to see what you’re doing.”

Closing the distance between us, I wrapped my arms around her, stealing a quick kiss. When I pulled away, she sighed, something like disappointment in her eyes when she murmured, “I should go. It’s getting late and I have to drive.”

Brows furrowing, I asked, “Do you have to drive far? I can give you a ride…”

Jasper was capable of watching Isla for a few minutes while I drove Simone home. I didn’t want her driving around after dark, especially knowing Battle’s crew was skulking around.

“I’ll be fine,” she promised, pressing another chaste kiss to my lips. “My garage is attached, so I don’t have to walk outside much, and it’s not too far. Maybe ten minutes.”