As her legs began to relax again, I eased off the pressure and, very slowly, started to move my tongue over her again. “What happened next, baby?” I murmured.

Her breathing labored and she shook her head. “Nothing,” she said, her voice slightly sulky. “You disappeared and I was sad.”

“Why were you sad?”

She arched her body. “Because I wanted to feel you inside me.”

Growling, I moved up her body and kissed her hard. The thought of her tasting herself on my tongue almost making me lose control. Lifting myself off her a little, I grabbed hold of my cock and rubbed it over her dripping pussy before holding it to her opening. “Then I’m going to be inside you, baby.”

As I pushed inside, she gasped, her mouth forming a perfect, silent O as she tilted her head back, straining against her bindings. Lowering myself down onto my forearms, I pressed my chest to hers, feeling her exhale, her body melting against mine as she softly moaned.

Emotion swelled inside me. She was so fucking unbelievably hot. Even though I’d had her underneath me every day for the last week, it still fucking amazed me that she wanted me like this.

Running my bottom lip over her jaw, I rocke

d against her pussy. “Three years, Jess,” I said dangerously. “I’ve wanted you like this for three years—since the first time I saw you.”

She whimpered as I licked along her jawline.

Withdrawing again, I hummed. “You were at Mia’s house,” I murmured, pushing into her. “You were wearing a green bikini and your hair was dripping down your body.” As I slowly continued to thrust in and out, teasing her with my touch, I breathed against her ear. “I’ve been tortured by that image, every day, for the last three years, Jess.”

Her breath shuddered. She shook her head as though the thought of me wanting her for so long wasn’t one she could easily reconcile. But I just didn’t see how that was possible.

Pushing all the way in, I stilled, only lightly rolling my hips as she tried to roll hers. She had no idea just how much she fucking ruined me. “There’s something you should know, Jess,” I growled against her lips. “Now that I’ve had you, I’m never going to be able to stop. I’m never going to be able to let you go.”

“Eli,” she breathed, her back arching.

I felt her push her feet into the mattress before she parted her legs farther and rolled her hips higher. My whole body coiled, fighting for need. Sliding my hands up her arms, I slipped my thumbs into her palms, gripping her fingers, lightly squeezing as I rocked against her. “You’re everything to me, baby,” I whispered, kissing her softly. “Everything.”

“Oh God, Eli,” she moaned.

Rolling my hips faster, I pressed my forehead to hers, almost panting now. “I love you, Jess,” I murmured. And I didn’t think I’d ever spoken truer words. It might’ve taken me a while to work it out, but it was the truth. I would always be hers.

Chapter 49

Jess

If someone had told me when I was in high school that I’d need to pass through a security check to meet up with my friends later in life, I would’ve thought they were mentally unstable—or that I’d been committed to some institution. The same could probably be said about someone telling me some of my closest friends would be famous, throwing parties to celebrate the announcement of their upcoming world tour. But as Eli and I pulled up to the gate, six large, intimidating security guards standing before it as though they were invincible, I had to admit that this was now a reality.

Lowering both our windows, I smiled at the blond guard walking toward my side. “Hey, hey, look at you,” I said, sticking my head out the window a little. “Beat up any paparazzi lately?”

Corey grinned so hard, I could see all his teeth as he came toward me. “Jessica Rabbit,” he said, leaning down to kiss me on the cheek.

As Daniel approached Eli’s window, I shot Corey a sassy glare. “Don’t start with me. I don’t care how big you are or who you’re trying to protect, I will whoop your ass,” I said, narrowing my eyes playfully.

I sat back in my seat as he leaned down to rest his arms on the door frame. “And what do we have here, Jess? Why can’t you girls leave these poor Murphy boys alone?”

Twitching an eyebrow, I smirked. “I don’t know about all the Murphy boys, Corey, but this one’s hot, and I like to have my wicked way with him.”

Corey laughed and stuck his arm through the open window. “Hey, Eli. How’ve you been, man?”

Eli smirked as he shook his hand. “No complaints. You guys coming in?”

Another head appeared in the doorway beside me, making me jump. “Dammit, Cain!” I yelled, smacking him lightly on the forehead.

“Aww, Jessie. Don’t be mad at me,” he said, giving me his puppy dog eyes.

I rolled mine, but I couldn’t stop the smile from making my lips twitch. “You’re all impossible.”