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“Fuck, Elise,” he growled as he removed a condom from his wallet, “you’re gonna make me embarrass myself before I even get inside you.”
She took the condom from him and rolled it down his hard shaft, then lay back on the bed. When she spread her legs for him, he closed his eyes, then crawled between her legs. She wrapped her hand around him and guided him inside. She was slick and wet, ready for him. He pushed inside her, inch by agonizing inch, until he was buried as far as he could go. She threw her head back, crying out as he filled her completely.
“God, yes,” she moaned, “Declan.”
“Wrap your legs around me,” he whispered in her ear, then groaned when she did.
He slid in and out of her in a slow, agonizing rhythm that had them both, moaning and groaning. When her fingernails dug into his ass, he knew she wanted it harder and faster, but he wanted to take his time with her. That didn’t last long because when she pulled him tighter to her with her legs, he lost it and slammed into her, fucking her with a rhythm so primal it felt like the bed might break. Her nails dug into his back, leaving red welts as she clung to him. She was so tight, gripping his cock like a damn vice.
He knew she was close, her moans getting louder, her legs trembling around his waist.
“Don’t stop,” she begged, “please, don’t stop!”
He reached between them, his thumb touching her clitoris, making her scream as she came, clenching around him. He groaned and tumbled over the edge with her, his cock pulsing inside her.
They collapsed together, sweaty and spent, panting like they’d just run a marathon. Declan pressed a kiss to her forehead, his hands still roaming her body, already craving her again.
Elise grinned at him, her eyes dark with hunger. “I want to do that again,” she whispered, making Declan chuckle.
“Sure but give me a few minutes.”
“How about a shower? Maybe that will get your strength back up.”
He raised his eyebrow. “It’s not my strength you want back up,” he teased, making her laugh.
Elise got out of bed, put her hand out to him, and smiled.
“Come on, cowboy.”
Declan huffed, took her hand, but instead of getting up, he pulled her back on top of him.
“If I didn’t need a little rest right now, I’d get…upfor you again.”
Elise laughed, then kissed his lips. She raised her eyes to look into his.
“Declan, you are such an amazing man. It would be so easy to fall for you.”
He slid his fingers into her hair and kissed her again.
“I’m more than halfway there with you,” he said with his lips just hovering over hers.
“It’s not too soon, is it?”
“Is there a timeline you have to follow to fall in love?”
She shook her head. “No, I don’t think there is.”
Rolling off him, then out of bed again, she walked toward the bedroom door, opened it, looked over her shoulder at him and grinned.
“I’ll be in the shower if you care to join me,” she said, then walked from the room.
“Man, you are falling hard for this woman. Do not fuck it up,” he muttered as he rolled out of bed and followed her to the bathroom.
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Monday morning, Elise walked down the stairs to the studio, opened the door, and stepped into the hallway, then made her way to the front to see Erica settling in.
“Good morning, Erica. How was your weekend?”
