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My woman.

Fuck. I love the sound of that.

I thrust into her with long, deliberate strokes as she continues to attack her clit.

“Alex.” My name is like a breath of a whisper on her lips, so sexy and tantalizing.

“What do you need, baby? Tell me what you need.”

Her fingers circle her clit furiously as my thrusts get deeper and harder.

“I need-” The strangled cry that comes out of her mouth drives my hips faster, like a piston in full work mode.

My balls tighten as I reach the edge of the precipice. “What do you need? Tell me what you need.”

I need to hear her say it. To push past her innocent tone and be the naughty girl that I know she is deep under her facade.

“Oh, God. I need to come. Please make me come, Alex.”

My fingers take over for her. I swirl her clit in tiny fast circles as I pound into her delectable pussy.

“Come for me, baby. Come all over my cock.” I’ve never wanted to prolong my orgasm as much as I do right now, but need and desire are winning this battle.

She pulls the pillow over her face and screams through her release.

Her walls tighten to a near death grip and a few thrusts later, I follow her. My release coats her walls as I let out a shaky breath.

I remove the pillow from her face and crash my lips into hers. Our lips move together lazily as our hearts and breathing return to normal.

Pulling out of her warmth, I slowly make my way to the bathroom and wet a washcloth before returning to her.

Her breathing is shallow, like she’s on the edge of sleep. Maybe this is what she needed to wear herout and help her sleep. I smirk, feeling damn proud of myself.

Using my hand, I slowly open her legs and gently clean up my mess. Her body shakes from the light touch, her clit still sensitive from the orgasm.

After covering her up with my cover, I deposit the rag into the hamper and shake my head at my carelessness.

I can’t believe I didn’t use a condom.

It was my first time, too. Damn if it didn’t feel good. Great, even. Hopefully, Elise doesn’t hate me for it. I don’t know what I’d do if she did.

She lets out a soft yawn as I climb back into bed. “Goodnight Alex.”

She’s out before I can whisper back.

I scoot closer to her, enjoying the way she smells. She’s mine and there’s nothing I won’t do to keep her happy and satisfied.

Including fighting Dad about these super late nights.

Chapter Thirteen

ELISE

It’sone thing to be tired at work, but it’s a totally different thing when your office is inside your billionaire boss’s mansion.

It’s another thing entirely when you are tired from fucking said boss’s son.

A loud yawn escapes from the deep recesses of my body. Luckily, no one is around to hear me. I’ve never been this tired before, and don’t plan on making it a habit.

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