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I pull back, brows pinching. “Why aren’t you on birth control?”
“I don’t have time to date, and the men I’ve dated recently… Well, I don’t exactly want them inside me. So, it’s been a while. I just stick with condoms.”
I shake my head and huff a humorless laugh. “How the hell do you not have a line of men begging for a date?”
“No roster here. As someone put it so eloquently, I’m going to die alone with a bunch of cats.”
“Not if I have any say in it.”
I close the distance and kiss her, but she quickly pulls away. “No! I need to brush my teeth!”
I kiss her again, and this time she doesn’t fight me. Reaching between us, I tease her clit, and she sighs into my mouth. The more time I spend with Elle, the more I don’t want to spend a single moment without her. We’ve wasted years fighting each other when I could’ve had her in my bed every night. I wasn’t entirely honest when I told her there’s no rush. I’m struggling with the internal conflict of wanting to slow things down but also fast-forward.
“Don’t stop. I’m close,” she mutters against my lips, and I continue the same pace. “Right there, I’m…oh fuck…”
Her little gasps have to be the hottest thing I’ve heard in my life—I’m fucking addicted, and my cock is aching for her. The last thing I want is to move too fast and lose her, but with her writhing beneath me, clawing to get closer… Do I risk it?
Breath ragged, she comes for me a second time, and pride swells in my chest. Being able to break one of the strongest women I know is better than any game I’ve won. I continue swiping my fingers in small circles on her slippery clit.
“Just like that, gorgeous, you’re doing so well. One more. Give me one more.”
“I… I can’t,” she rasps, struggling to catch her breath.
“You can do it, baby. I want you riding your orgasm high all day.”
“Then make me come with your cock.”
My dick swells at the suggestion of sinking myself inside her. “Do you have any idea how hard it is to say no to you?”
“You say no to me all the time with no issue,” she giggles. I groan and bury my face in her neck. “Please, Will. At least let me see you naked. Then I can die happy… alone with my cats.”
I bark out a laugh. “For all of the times you had to check in with us in the locker room, you never thought to sneak a peek?”
“Professional courtesy. But we’re not in a locker room right now, I’m in your bed and need to know what I’m working with here.”
I’ve never been more self-conscious in my life. To be fair, there’s a chance women lie to me because of who I am, but never once has anyone complained about my size. Except, Elle isn’t just anyone, and I care what she thinks. I slide off the bed and take off my boxer briefs. She’s a fucking vision—hair splayed on my pillow, my shirt ripped down the middle exposing her perfect tits, and her legs spread wide for me.
Elle lifts onto her elbows and her eyes widen as she bites her lip. Any nervousness I had is gone. I grip my cock and stroke slowly, a few beads of precum leaking from the tip. I swipe them away with my thumb wishing it was her tongue. She sits up, tucking her legs under her as she teases, “I take it all back. There is no way you’re coming any closer with that thing.”
I pin her with a glare, curling my finger for her to come closer. She plays along, crawling to the edge of the bed. “What is it that guys say in romance books?You can take it?”
“I cannot, in fact, take it. You’re built like one of those guys in the monster books Nora loves. No one needs that much cock!” She sits back on her heels. “I guess we can skip that meeting with HR.”
“Not a chance, gorgeous. Even if we don’t have sex, I’m still telling them about us. So you’re stuck with me. ”
“There’s nous, Will.”
“I’m sure if you spread your legs for me, your pussy would say otherwise. I bet it’s fluttering, thinking about me filling it—like it’s waving hello.”
Elle snort-laughs, and it’s the most endearing thing I’ve heard in my life. “William Darling, you are by far the cockiest man I’ve ever met… But yes, you would be correct.” She spreads her legs and taunts, “All right. Do your worst. But I’m sending you my ER bill if you break me in half.”
I round the bed and grab a condom from my nightstand, tearing the foil as I return to her. I slide it on, then grip her ankles to pull her to me. She squeaks as I tug her closer. Bracing myself with a hand on either side of her, I take a moment to appreciate this little devil beneath me—calling her ‘gorgeous’ doesn’t scratch the surface. I lean in to kiss her as I line up my cock, but don’t push in.
“Are you sure about this?”
“Yes,” she breathes, and I press in an inch. “Fuck, that feels good.”
I slide in a few more inches, but she winces. “Shit! Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
