Page 75 of Faking Ties

“You okay?” I ask.

“Fuck yeah, that was hot.”

“Best blow job of my life.” I grin and toss her onto the bed.

She opens her knees and lifts onto her elbows.

“I want to feel all of you. No condom between us.”

“Are you sure?”

She nods. “I have an IUD, and I’m clean.”

“I’m clean, too, but I’ve never gone without a condom.” It’s not lost on me how big of a deal this is, how much she trusts me to go without.

“Aww, am I popping your cherry?”

“Soon, you will.” I grin. “But first, it’s my turn to feast on you before fucking you so many times, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

“I dare you.”

“Oh, baby, don’t you know? I’m the most competitive person in the world. I’m going to destroy you.”

She shivers as I spread her legs wider and feast on her. With every lick, I feel unhinged. Like I’m being pulled apart at the seams and can only be restitched through devouring her. I add one finger, then another, and another as I suck on her clit. She thrashes from side to side, close. I swirl a finger around her asshole and apply gentle pressure. She moans and falls apart on my tongue and fingers.

While she’s lost in bliss, I slam my dick inside her. She screams and spasms around me, another orgasm overtaking her.

“Fuck,” she whimpers. “You’re so fucking huge. It should be illegal.”

My laugh turns strangled when I finally processhow amazing she feels. All warmth, wetness, and heat. I pull out slowly, blissfully lost in the feel of her. With each of my thrusts, her necklace bounces between her breasts. I stare deeply into Elodie’s green eyes and try to convey how I feel about her. To tell her with my body that I’m never letting go of her. It’s an oath I’m making to myself here and now.

As I pinch and play with her nipples, she begins to squirm again. I love how reactive she is to me, how our bodies seem to be perfectly in synch. I rub her clit with my thumb, and she shatters. Pounding into her faster and faster, the headboard cracking against the wall, I chase my own release and fall apart.

Collapsing onto my forearms, I brush her hair off her face and kiss her softly. She wraps her arms around me and holds me on her. Her answering kiss just as sweet.

My dick softens, but I refuse to leave her heat. Not yet, and maybe not ever. I roll us and readjust us so that I’m on the bed and she’s on top of me.

She giggles and touches her chest. “This necklace is magical.”

“No, babe, that was all you.”

“How can it be so amazing with you?”

“Easy, we’re meant to be.”

She snuggles into my chest and yawns. “I’m exhausted, but I don’t want to miss a single moment with you.”

“Rest now.” I tighten my arms around her. “I’ll wake you in a couple hours for round two.”

Her breaths even out and I hold her to my chest as she sleeps on top of me. I refuse to drift off myself, not when it’ll be a week before I can see her again.

A womanin a magenta T-shirt that has “Fun fact: I’m fresh out of fucks to give” on it stands in the front of the conference room Jake rented out for our next team-building event.

She claps her hands twice, and we all quiet down. “Hey, guys. I’m Mia and here to help you all overcome your fear of public speaking.”

A few of the guys groan, and her grin widens. “That reaction right there is why you need me.” She scans all of us, looking each of us dead in the eye.

“She’s kind of scary,” whispers Quincy.

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