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She feels like heaven and sin wrapped into one, and I know I am ruined.
She is a storm that has consumed me whole, and I now move to her winds.
I can’t give her up, and I fucking won’t.
Her face is twisted in pleasure as she looks back at me, and I know I’m not going to last long.
Gritting my teeth, I try to breath and slow down the tightening of my balls.
“You’re such a pretty little Storm, and you’ve wrecked me, baby. But listen to me good—I am hanging on by a fucking thread. You’re going to cum one more time for me before I let go. Do you understand me?”
She nods her head, moaning before breathlessly responding, “Yes, sir. Fuck, you feel so good.”
Snaking my hand under her body, my fingers find her clit again and I pick up my pace, trying to take her to the edge before I blow. My balls ache with a heavy feeling and I know that I don’t have much longer. I keep thrusting, only slowing when the feeling begins to creep in again.
My fingers rub her faster, slick from how wet she is. Her moans start getting loud again as she shouts, “Oh God, fuck that feels good.”
I keep playing with her clit and use my other hand to grab the ponytail as leverage, pulling her up so that she’s arched, allowing me to hit a different angle. The moment her eyes roll back, I know I’ve found her spot.
“There is no God in this room, baby. Only me, you, and the mess I’m about to make of this pretty pussy. Next time you want to call out someone’s name, I’ll take, sir, Blaise, or yours.”I thrust in each time I give her an option, rubbing against her sensitive spot.
“You can call me yours anytime, because you’re mine.” The words normally would make me feel uneasy, but I know without a doubt, she’s mine.
Her legs shake, her eyes roll back, and I know it’s time. The moment my name passes through her lips in a scream, I stop playing with her clit, gripping her hip before ramming into her over and over, finally chasing my own release.
She screams, begging ‘please’ through her breathless moans. I deliver with each thrust before the feeling consumes me. My body feels like I’m burning up from the inside out. I groan loudly as I explode inside her.
Stars flash behind my eyes, and my knees almost buckle. I let her go and brace myself on each side of her. My forehead resting against the curve of her back.
We both lie there for a moment with me inside of her before I gently pull out. She groans, turning over and lying out on the bed, her whole body covered in a light sheen of sweat.
Without asking, I lean down and scoop her up. Walking to the bathroom,
I set her on the counter and turn the shower on. I let it warm up as I check on her.
“Are you okay?” I eye Elodie up and down to see if I left any marks other than what’s on her ass.
The distant look on her face tells me how blissed out she is before she speaks. “Yeah, I’m great. Just tired.”
I wrap her in my arms, resting my head gently on top of hers.
“That’s fair. Let's get you cleaned up and then we’ll get some rest. Okay? I have a work call in the morning anyways.”
She leans into my embrace, relaxed and completely at peace; it’s exactly how I feel. Helping her off the counter, I strip us both out of our clothes and get us in the shower. I take my timewashing her hair and taking her makeup off. Once we’re both clean, we get out and I grab my brush to help her detangle her hair. Drying off, I find a T-shirt of mine for her and I throw on a pair of boxers.
Walking back into the bathroom, I help her put my shirt on, and it grazes her mid-thigh. “Here. Let’s get some rest, baby.”
Before she can overthink it and try to run, I pull her with me to the bed. Once we’re both tucked in, I kiss her forehead and wrap my arms around her.
“Thank you for taking a chance on our date. It was some of the most fun I’ve had in a long time.” The vulnerability is something that normally bothers me, but it shines through when I’m with her.
Nuzzling into my chest, she whispers, “Me too. Turns out, you might be a better storm hunter than I thought.”
Her words stir something in my chest and she dozes off first. Before I fall asleep, I set alarms for my early morning meeting and watch the way her chest rises and falls.
Is this that feeling of love Knox chases so much? I can see the appeal, if so.
CHAPTER NINE
