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“Do you want to come inside?”
I try to turn around slowly–try to keep myself from running back to her because it would be fucking weird. Instead, one corner of my mouth turns up, and I mutter, “sure.” It’s the understatement of the century.
When we get into the house, Ellis guides me through the living room and back to the kitchen. I hook my foot around the leg of the barstool next to her countertop and pull it out far enough to sit.
Placing the leftovers in the fridge, Ellis busies herself as I take in the spice rack by the window above the sink and the candle placed in the middle of the stove.
“Is that a fire hazard?”
Her head pops up from the other side of the refrigerator door and her brown eyes glance toward the whiskey and oak labeled jar of wax.
“I have home insurance,” she answers, drawing a breathy chuckle from my lips.
Ellie closes the fridge, moving toward me, and I spin on the stool to face her. She plants herself in between my legs–the same way she stood in my bathroom the first time we kissed. Something about the position has my nerves firing in the wrong way, creating sparks across my skin. Especially when I place my hands on her hips and draw her closer.
“When’s our next date, Finn?” she asks, wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing closer. I can feel the heat of her body–see the golden flecks in her eyes in the moonlight spilling in from the window.
I want to touch her.
I need her closer.
I lean down, running my nose along her neck until my lips are hovering an inch away from her ear. When her body shivers, I know she feels it, too. Everything tightens, and I’m left thinking about the way her body rocked into my hand–the sounds she made when she finally broke apart.
“Whenever,” I whisper, my voice barely a rasp as I trail my lips over her flushed skin.
Ellie tilts her head to the side to give me better access, and I slowly work my way back up before nipping at her ear. The soft whimper has my cock straining against my pants.
Her hand is in my hair, tugging at the roots as I dip my head lower, peppering kisses over her shirt until I can barely take itanymore. My hands fist the hem, and I drag it up over her head, her black bra pulling a groan from some animalistic part of me I didn’t know existed.
“Fuck, Ellie,” I whisper. “You’re breathtaking.”
Her grip on my hair tightens when my mouth moves to her breast, my hand firmly grasping the cup of her bra and pulling down. I swirl my thumb over her nipple before taking it in my mouth, flicking my tongue over the hardened peak until I can feel her breaths pouring out fast and hard.
“Tell me you brought a condom this time,” she breathes, and I smile against her skin.
“Maybe.”
“Finn,” her tone is a warning.
Standing, I move my hands down, grabbing her thighs and lifting her off the floor. I hold her tightly as her lips crash into mine, tongue exploring and fingers squeezing my shoulders.
“I won’t drop you,” I chuckle, walking through the living room and back to the hallway.
“First door on the right.”
Her voice is shaking, and something about that sends pleasure shooting down my spine. I want to make this girl writhe beneath me. I want to feel her around my cock. I want it all.
When I stumble into her bedroom, I set her down on the bed and notice the heat in her eyes.
Ellie’s ripping at the buttons of her jeans, frantically pulling them down and tossing them to the floor.
There’s nothing I can do but watch, my chest rising and falling faster as I’m blessed with the view of more skin–more of her.
“Well,” she says. “Are you going to help me or not, Griffin?”
I grunt, pulling my own jeans off–my briefs along with them. “Finn,” I correct, and she laughs.
“Take my bra off, Finn. It’s way too tight.” The look on her face is devious, and I want to kiss her so fucking bad.
