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"Eli..." Whatever I had been about to say trailed off on a choked moan as his cock slid forward, slowly, but demanding, claiming me in one solid thrust, burying to the hilt, making me press my thighs together hard.
"Talk," he demanded, stilling inside me.
"I can't. I need you to, yes," I whimpered when he withdrew, then slammed forward again. One of his hands pressed down hard into my lower stomach, making me feel his cock scrape hard against the lower side of my pelvic wall - a sensation that almost made me come right then and there. But he seemed to sense it, pulling almost completely out of me for a long second, long enough to drag me back from the brink again.
Once he was sure it was safe, he reached between my thighs and flicked on the vibrator again, making a shudder wrack my body.
"Tell me," he demanded, voice rough, like he was losing his patience.
My hips rocked, my breathing a frantic hitching noise. "I can't think. I can't. Please, Eli. Please fuck me," I begged.
That seemed to take with it the last bit of control he was holding onto.
His hand pressed into my belly again as he started fucking my ass - hard, rough, fast. It shouldn't have been as hot as it was, but I couldn't even seem to remember to breathe as my clit, G-spot, and ass were worked all at once, driving me up, then over, then crashing down into a screaming, neighborhood-waking orgasm.
"Ohmygodohmygodohmygod," I was still crying as be buried deep, coming so hard that he half-collapsed forward, balancing his weight on a hand pressed beside my chest.
It was a long moment before he pulled out of me, reaching down to turn off the butterfly, ripping at the velcro, and tossing the whole thing to the floor.
He reached for his pants, mostly dragging them on, then walking to the door, leaving me bound as he went down the hall to the bathroom.
It was pointless to struggle, though everything within me wanted to get free, felt way too vulnerable still bound when I knew he was going to come back and demand answers.
"Please let me go," I begged as soon as he stepped inside. There was genuine desperation in my voice that made his head snap up and his brows furrow.
"Okay. One second," he said, going to the nightstand for the key. He kneeled on the bed, reaching for the cuffs, and freeing each of my hands. The metal clattered down on the floor behind my bed, forgotten, as Eli sat down and reached to touch the side of my face. "You okay?" he asked, concern dripping from his tongue. "Too much?"
And because I felt the need to, I turned, and curled into his chest, taking a few deep breaths.
"Autumn," he demanded again. "You okay?"
I managed a nod before I took another deep breath and could finally find my voice again. "That was intense," I told him, and felt his arms slide around me, holding onto me tight.
"Yeah, it was," he agreed quietly, ducking his chin so he could kiss the top of my head.
There were no further questions.
He stroked my hair, my back, seeming to brush away the stress that had been eating at me all day.
It wasn't until I was fully relaxed that I took a deep breath, pulled against his hold, and moved to sit on my knees next to him.
Even though he was as sated as I was, his eyes went a little hungry as he looked me over. "I need to talk to you about something."
"I thought so," he agreed, hand going to my knee and giving it a squeeze. "Talk to me," he encouraged, tone calm, body calm, everything calm.
I hated to ruin that.
But we had to have this conversation.
"When I was at work earlier, a group of women came in--"
"Oh, is this gonna get kinky?" he asked, eyes dancing.
I smiled slightly, but even I knew it didn't meet my eyes.
"It was all your brothers' wives."
There.
It was out.
I took a deep breath, watching as the words landed, as they moved through him. He didn't move from his relaxed position, but his entire body stiffened. "What?"
"I didn't think anything of it at first. I've seen Fee a lot of times. I had no idea she was related to you. I've never asked for her last name. She was just a customer to me, y'know?"
"What'd she say?" he asked, jaw tight, making the words come out with more of a bite than I think he intended.
"Apparently, the night you brought me coffee? When we were, ah, walking Coop... one of your brothers was driving past..."
"Which one?"
Crap. The details were getting blurry. There were so many of them. "Um, Lea's husband?"
"Shane," he supplied.
"Yeah. Well, he saw us, and I guess told everyone. And then the girls decided to come see me."
