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“You were warned, Butterfly,” he growled into my ear.
“I guess I wasn’t all that scared,” I said breathlessly as I placed my hands flat on the table.
I trembled as his hand stroked over my ass.
“I still don’t know whether to spank this or fucking worship it,” he rasped, his voice heavy with need.
“Maybe both,” I suggested hopefully.
Eli turned me on no matter how he touched me, and I didn’t suppose it would be any different if he slapped my ass. As long as he fucked me after he was done.
He pressed gently on my back, lowering my upper body to the wood surface and making my ass go up in the air.
I don’t think I was quite ready for the feel of his big, strong hand connecting with my ass.
I yelped as it connected, even though the pain was minimal.
The sharp tingle of his hand slapping my vulnerable butt cheeks was so erotic that I moaned.
It was in no way a punishment. He smacked it a couple more times, caressing the globes sensually every time he met my flesh.
When he reached between my thighs, I was almost disappointed, but the lingering sting ramped up the pleasure of him stroking my saturated folds and zeroing in on arousing me by rubbing hard against my clit.
“Eli,” I moaned. “Fuck me,” I demanded.
I could feel him fumbling with his jeans as he rumbled, “I’ll never fucking get tired of hearing you say that.”
Maybe I shouldn’t have been, but I was shocked as he drove himself home from behind.
The angle was so incredibly different, and he was so deep that I gasped.
“Yes,” I encouraged.
My tight channel accepted him, and there were no preliminaries. Both of us were too hungry, too needy.
I pushed back against him, finding my own rhythm as he impaled me over and over again.
“Harder,” I begged.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he growled.
“You won’t. I need you, Eli.”
Incredibly, he grasped my hips even more forcefully and hammered into me at a pace that had me rising toward climax.
When he reached a hand around my body and caressed my clit, I imploded.
“I love you so damn much, Jade,” he grunted.
Those words flowed over my shaking body and invaded my soul.
“I love you, too,” I said on a sharply drawn breath as my core spasmed so hard I could barely breathe.
He roared incoherently as I milked him to his own powerful orgasm.
Eli stayed buried deep inside of me for a moment, and then scooped my limp body up and sank into one of the dining-room chairs.
“I’m fucking hopeless,” he said in a graveled voice. “I could never survive without you anymore, sweetheart.”
He held me like I was his most precious treasure, and I could feel the emotion emanating from his body.
“You don’t have to,” I said in a voice husky with postorgasmic satisfaction. “I’ll always be here.”
He kissed me softly, lingering over my lips tenderly.
“Damn good thing,” he answered. “But you really have to stop bending over stuff. You’ll give me a heart attack.”
I smiled against his shoulder. There was something sinfully appealing about the fact that I could bring a powerful man like Eli to his knees. And he trusted me enough to let me know it.
“God, I’m sore,” I shared as I stood up slowly and stretched.
He frowned. “Why didn’t you say something?”
“I didn’t want to stop.”
He stood. “Hot tub. Now.”
“I don’t have a hot tub,” I informed him.
“Then it’s a good thing I own the house next door that does have one,” he said with a grin.
I smiled back at him, utterly happy that Eli had made that purchase that I’d once found to be crazy extravagant.
Maybe it hadn’t been such a bad idea after all.
CHAPTER 31
AIDEN
I tried to stand through the tuxedo fitting patiently, but I wasn’t the type of guy who had an easy time standing still.
I can do this for Jade.
My baby sister was getting married at the end of the summer.
Brooke had been first.
And now Jade was tying the knot with the man Seth and I had just partnered with to amass what we hoped would eventually be the biggest building-and-real-estate business in the world.
Truth be told, I liked Eli Stone and so did Seth. But I wasn’t crazy about being part of the wedding party.
Best man.
I’d gotten the supposed honor of standing up for Eli since most of his close friends were out of state. The majority of them were planning on attending, but couldn’t be around for all of the other festivities.
“Ouch!” I said grumpily as another errant pin stuck me in the ass.
“Sorry, Mr. Sinclair. Almost done,” the female who was altering the monkey suit said in a remorseful voice.
“Not a big deal,” I grumbled, feeling bad that I’d bit her head off.
But I wasn’t exactly in a serene mood.
My gaze was drawn to the other side of the room for about the hundredth time since I’d arrived at the tailor’s.
As usual, my eyes locked onto the hottest blonde I’d ever seen. Actually, I’d done far more to the woman’s body years ago than ogle it. I’d once been deep inside her virginal form, and my dick wasn’t ever going to let me forget it.
Skye Weston, Jade’s bridesmaid, had once been the only woman I wanted.
Now, she was the only female I wanted to forget.
“All done, sir,” the seamstress said. “If you can take it off carefully, I can get it altered.”
“Yeah. Got it,” I told her as I strode back into a dressing room, and then breathed a sigh of relief once I was back into a pair of jeans and a sweater.
I’d spent my entire adult life working as a longline commercial fisherman, sometimes working fourteen to eighteen hours a day for trips that could last over two months.
I wasn’t exactly into tuxedos and cocktail parties, even though I was, through some damn miracle I still didn’t completely accept, a billionaire.
Somehow I knew I’d probably always be a fisherman at heart. Maybe I’d clean up well, but I’d never quite be as casual in a tux as somebody like Eli Stone.
I exited the dressing room just in time to see Skye coming out of hers in a pair of jeans and a green sweater that I already knew matched her eyes.
Get over it, Sinclair.
My relationship with her happened a long time ago. It had been almost a decade. But for some reason, she was the only woman I wished had stayed.
Maybe I was still pissed that she left me while I was out on a long-haul trip. If I wanted to be reasonable, it wasn’t easy dating a guy like me. I had been at sea more than I was home, and I’d made shit for money. But the funds I’d taken in had helped raise my siblings, so I couldn’t ever regret doing it.
Just talk to her so you can both be civil for Jade’s wedding.
Not a single word had passed between me and Skye since she’d moved back to Citrus Beach from San Diego. Strangely, she’d appeared to be just as angry as I was, and had dissed me every time we ran into each other.
I stopped next to her instead of going for the door. “Hello, Skye,” I greeted her cautiously.
