Page 137 of Pure Recklessness

And fucking her on my terrace was just as thrilling as the buzz I got from burying myself inside her on the edge of my desk.

Yes.

Inviting her here was an excellent idea and most importantly, it was risk-free.

I didn’t have to worry about whether or not the door was locked or being caught by my brothers.

Ellie really had become my relaxation therapist. I felt so much better after fucking her.

But I wasn’t done yet.

If Ellie let me, I wasn’t just going to have her in the shower. I’d fuck her on every surface.

My dick hardened at the thought.

Hearing that she hadn’t snooped around was another reason to like her and, most importantly, to trust her.

I’d learnt the hard way to keep all sensitive information locked away.

Even in my own home.

My chest tightened and I pushed thoughts of what happened before to the back of my mind.

I headed inside and just as I passed the bathroom, Ellie stepped out. Her eyes instantly dropped to my dick then she ogled my hard-on.

‘Want the grand tour before or after I fuck you in the shower?’ I asked.

‘Maybe before? Given how big you are, I might not be able to walk around afterwards.’ She smirked.

‘Correct.’ I wanted her right now, but I supposed I could wait a few more minutes. ‘You’ve already seen the living room and part of the terrace. It stretches around the whole building. And you’ve seen one of the guest bathrooms.’

‘How many bathrooms do you have.’

‘Five.’

‘Five bathrooms?’ Her eyes widened.

‘Yes.’

‘And bedrooms?’

‘Only four.’

‘Only?’ She laughed.

‘But only one bedroom is relevant to you: mine. That’s the kitchen,’ I nodded towards it, ‘and my office and the gym.’ I pointed to two doors further down. ‘On second thoughts, let’s skip the tour. I believe in prioritising important tasks and right now, the most critical thing on my to-do list is burying my cock inside you.’

Walking to my bathroom would take too long. So I scooped Ellie up in my arms and carried her to the shower.

Then I fucked her all over again.

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ELLIE

After stepping out of the shower, I wrapped the huge white fluffy towel around my body, moisturised my skin with the creamiest lotion I’d ever used, then walked through to the dressing room attached to Blake’s bathroom.

Wow.