Page 180 of Pure Recklessness

This was more than just a look of awe.

Blake looked at me like I was the most amazing woman ever created.

Like I’d just revealed I was the person responsible for creating the sunshine, the moon and the stars.

As he moved inside me, something felt different.

This wasn’t the wild, animalistic fucking that we normally did.

This was slow and gentle.

The connection felt deeper.

Like the way people described making love.

‘Ellie.’ He leant forward and kissed me. ‘You’re so fucking perfect.’

‘So are you,’ I said, overcome with a wave of emotions.

For a second, I had the overwhelming urge to tell him that I loved him. Because it really felt like I did.

I loved Blake’s strength. His intelligence. His kindness. And the vulnerability he’d shown.

Telling me about how he was betrayed couldn’t have been easy. But he’d shared it with me anyway. And that meant the world.

I decided not to tell him how I felt.

It wasn’t the right time.

Plus, it could just be the oxytocin and the fact that I was so close to coming that was making me feel so head over heels.

Anyway, it couldn’t be love. We’d only been sleeping together for a couple of weeks, so it was impossible for it to happen so quickly.

I pushed the crazy thoughts out of my head and continued moving my hips in sync with his.

But as we both orgasmed and he planted another soft kiss on my lips. I was more certain than ever.

I’d fallen for Blake.

Hard.

And despite how impossible it seemed, I loved him.

Which was a big problem.

Because although Blake said he didn’t want to give me up, sooner or later he’d have to.

As much as I hated to admit it, I knew more now than ever that he could never truly be mine.

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ELLIE

As we boarded the jet bound for London, I smiled.

I’d had the most magical weekend with Blake.

After we’d made love, Blake had held me for ages. We’d showered, had a long lunch, relaxed then taken the car to the airport.