I needed to say that aloud.
Technically, the guidelines her doctor had given would allow it. But it felt soon, didn’t it? More importantly, though, she wasn’t on birth control. She wasn’t on birth control, I no longer knew if I trusted condoms on their own, and I had no interest in risking anything. Not right now, not until we talked more about what she wanted.
A look passed over her face that I couldn’t quite read, but I could tell she didn’t disagree. Even if she didn’t like it. “Oh. Right.”
“So I’m going to need you to stop looking at me like that.”
Ellie tugged her lip between her teeth while she thought about my words, and my entire body trembled.
“Why?”
She knew why, but if she wanted to hear me say it, fine by me.
“Because it makes me want to fuck you,El.Badly.”
Ellie’s lips twitched with satisfaction, her eyes trailing over me. And I knew what she saw. She saw a six-foot-five man who was barely fucking holding it together. Who would gladly fall to his knees for her if she asked. God, how I could be this worked up so soon after she’d just made me see stars…I had no idea. Buthellif she wasn’t a goddamn temptation.
“But I want more,” she eventually whispered and pushed herself up onto her knees on the bed. “I want…” She slid her hand beneath my shirt, and I felt dizzy. It was so intoxicating to feel her again after so long.
“What do you want, baby?” I managed to say, catching her hand beneath my shirt so I could think clearly for just one second.
“You,” she said. “More of you. For you to…be creative.”
That was all I needed to hear. My shirt was off in an instant, and I was shoving my pants and briefs to the ground, a job that Ellie had already started. As soon as that was taken care of, I joined her on the bed, covering her body with mine and kissing her into the mattress.
“Oh, fuck.” My lips were on hers, and she tasted like me. Just how I tasted like her. “Youknowcreativity is my strong suit.”
“I do,” she giggled, circling her arms around my neck and hugging me close. And just for a second, I closed my eyes and reveled in it—the feel of her soft, naked body against mine. Her dips and her curves and her wet little pussy, which grazed my cock as she wrapped her legs around me, too.
And while it made me hard as a fucking rock, paranoia crept into my brain.
I flipped us over, enjoying the little shriek that came out of Ellie’s mouth as I pulled her on top of me. Being careful, I positioned her across my abdomen, gripping her hips so she didn’t wiggle further down.
“Where’s that giant box of condoms, El?”
She leaned forward, bracing herself on my chest, and God, was it a sight. “Who says I brought it with me when I moved?”
“Because you knew you were going to see me.” I worked myhands up her body, cupping her breasts in both palms, unable to help myself.
She raised a brow. “One blow job, and suddenly, someone’s getting cocky.”
“Baby.” I knew she wanted me; I didn’t need to hear her say it. “Go get a condom.”
Confusion crossed her face. “I thought we weren’t having sex.”
“We’re not, but I still want to be careful with you.”
Her expression softened, and she dismounted, strutting her way to the bedroom door, leaving me absolutely, utterly speechless.
I quickly decided I was going to steal her clothes. I needed this. All the time. Needed her naked. Needed to see her walking around naked.
Ellie slipped out of my room, and I lay perfectly still, as though worried that if I moved a muscle, I’d do something I regretted. Like touch my cock and immediately come again from justthinkingabout what I’d just witnessed.
Ellie naked. Mine. In my bed again. On top of me.
Jesus Christ, I wanted to be inside her.Feelher in some way.
Luckily, Ellie returned within a minute, holding a silver foil between two fingers.
