Page 142 of Pure Recklessness

I was enjoying her company.

And the idea of sliding my cock into her pussy as soon as I woke up was too good an opportunity to pass up.

Yes. Now that I thought about it, nothing had changed.

She was staying over purely so I could fuck her again. That was all.

‘I wouldn’t have asked you to stay if I wasn’t sure,’ I said, now convinced that I’d made a good decision.

‘Should I use one of the spare rooms?’ she asked.

‘No,’ I said firmly. ‘You’ll stay in my bed. Come.’ I ushered her down the hall. ‘It’s late. Let’s get some sleep.’

I hit send on an email, closed my laptop, then took another sip of my coffee.

It was five-thirty in the morning and I’d already been up for an hour. I’d left Ellie sleeping whilst I worked in my home office.

Unravelling myself without waking her up was a challenge. Her arms were wrapped around my waist and she had a leg hooked over my thigh.

Normally, I liked having my space and wasn’t used to having such close contact when I was sleeping. But the feel of her breasts pushed up against my back and the heat of her body was… Well, I didn’t hate it.

Neither did my dick.

It’d begged me constantly to wake her up so that it could slide inside her, but when I eventually managed to slip out of bed, Ellie looked so peaceful, I didn’t have the heart to wake her up.

Plus, she needed a good sleep. I planned to fuck her senseless again today, so it was better she rested now.

Once the clock hit six, I returned to the bedroom to wake Ellie up.

‘Ellie,’ I called her name gently. She stirred, then slowly opened her eyes.

‘Blake?’ She frowned.

‘That’s me.’ I flashed a warm smile. God, she was beautiful.

‘Am I still dreaming or am I really in your bed?’ she asked.

‘This isn’t a dream and you are indeed in my bed. But not for much longer. Time to get up. We’re going sightseeing.’

Ellie squinted, then lifted her wrist slowly to look at her watch.

‘Sightseeing?’ Her brow furrowed. ‘At six in the morning? Nothing’s open!’

‘Precisely,’ I said. ‘This is the best time. I’ve organised some clothes for you in the dressing room.’

‘What?’ Her frown deepened. ‘But we went to bed after midnight? How did you do that?’

‘I had them delivered.’

‘Clothes deliveries are normally in office hours, not at this time!’

‘It’s not important how I organised it. What matters is that you have clothes. Get dressed. There’s coffee in the kitchen. We’re leaving in ten minutes.’

Ellie groaned, then rubbed her eyes before dragging herself out of bed.

As much as I hated that T-shirt, seeing her in it, her nipples poking against the fabric, made my dick instantly harden.

I quickly left. I knew the plan was to slide into her first thing this morning, but if I bent Ellie over now, I wouldn’t want to stop and I needed to go for a run first.