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“James,” I whimpered as I looked down at him.
“What, little one?” he growled, his muscles straining not to take over and fuck me like he wanted.
“Help,” I quietly begged him.
He didn’t have to be asked twice. He quickly yanked my body down to his and gripped the back of my neck, holding my face in the crook of his neck. His other hand gripped my ass cheek, and he fucked me hard from beneath me. I gripped the edge of the mattress in one hand, my other hand fisting the comforter as I uncontrollably moaned and cried out his name.
And when I came? It was back-to-back, never-ending orgasms. One just led straight into the next, overstimulating me.
“Fuck!” James shouted beneath me as his grip tightened. My body spasmed above his, his orgasm triggering another one of mine. His hands smoothed over my body, his heart pounding hard in tempo with mine.
My body was basically dead weight as he slowly worked us down. I could barely hear anything through the pounding of my blood through my veins, the sound of my heart throbbing through my head.
“Emmaline?” James quietly asked after a few minutes.
“Mmm?” I tiredly asked, my eyes already shut, my body tugging me towards sleep.
“Aftercare, little one.”
I whined. He only softly laughed as he sat up and wrapped an arm under my ass, holding me up as he stood up from the bed. “Either your body is trying to catch up on the lack of sleep from the past three years, or I seriously know how to fuck you,” he lightly teased.
My cheeks burned at his words. He laughed softly as I buried my face in the crook of his neck, yawning as I did so. He brushed his lips to the side of my head. “Is a quick shower okay?” he asked me. I nodded, wanting nothing more than to just go to sleep. After what had happened at the club and then the multitude of orgasms my body and mind had just gone through, I really just needed some sleep.
After managing to bathe me despite my lack of cooperation, James wrapped me up in a towel and carried me back to bed. He placed me down on the soft mattress and pulled the blanket over me.
“You’re not staying?” I mumbled, sleep already pulling me into its comforting embrace.
He pressed his lips to my forehead. “No, little one. I have things to do,” he reminded me. I sighed, wanting him to stay with me, but I knew he had an empire to run. “Get some rest. Text me when you’re up, and I’ll let you know where I am,” he promised as he grabbed my phone and set it on his pillow.
“M’kay,” I answered, but it was so garbled that I barely even understood myself, so I wasn’t even sure if he did.
“So fucking adorable,” he whispered. He gripped my chin and pressed his lips to mine. “And all fucking mine.”
A sleepy smile pulled at my lips.
