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I see it as something that could destroy you because despite what Elyse believes, there are more bad people than good in the world.
“I’m sorry you feel that way. I don’t want a relationship with my parents anymore, but I can’t imagine ever wishing they were dead.”
“Let’s just go home and forget about this conversation, okay?” This was supposed to be a fun date, but it turned into a shitshow as soon as my dad was mentioned.
Way to ruin everything, Dad.
Chapter Twenty
Elyse
“Come here.” Hero’s voice is soft, his green eyes kind, and the way he’s looking at me has my body turning into melted butter.
I walk across the living room slowly, my hips swaying, a sultry smile on my lips. “What if I don’t want to come over there?” I bat my eyes, playing hard to get. I like seeing Hero smile and laugh. It reminds me there is more to him than what he lets the world see, and right now, he’s smiling like he never has before, amusement twinkling in his eyes.
He’s happy. If I could bottle up this moment and save it, I would.
My chest heaves as his pink tongue darts out over his bottom lip, a playful grin pulling at his lips. “Then I guess I’ll have to bring you over here myself.”
I wiggle my eyebrows and make a move toward the kitchen, but I know before I even take a step that I’m not fast enough to get away from him. At six-foot-three, Hero could eat up the distance between us like it’s nothing.
In seconds, he has me in his arms, his lips on mine, his hand tangled in my hair as he drags me back with him in the direction of the couch. I’d let our slight argument from the night before go. There’s no point in fighting with him on something he’s set in his ways about.
“I want you,” he murmurs into my ear, his teeth raking against the sensitive lobe.
I arch into his touch. My panties are already drenched, my need for him all-consuming. I let him make quick work of my clothing while I grasp his pants and t-shirt, undressing him just as hastily.
“Come sit on my lap, straddle me,” he instructs, sitting back on the couch. Taking my hand, he pulls me forward. “I want you to sit on my dick and ride me. You’re in control today. Use me as you please. Take what you want, baby.”
Not knowing how to do any of that, I give him a confused and apprehensive look. Familiar doubt fills my mind faster than I can handle. I don’t know if I can be what he wants me to be. “I don’t know how to.”
“Don’t worry, babe. Just go with it. Trust me and trust yourself. Your body knows how to move all by itself.” He sounds confident enough for us both.
I try to draw on that confidence as I lower myself onto him. His cock is intimidating as hell, even more so with the little barbell at the end of it. I’ve felt it many times inside me, but I’d never watched it slide into me.
Hero growls softly as his hard length enters my soaking wet pussy with ease. I moan when he hits a new spot deep inside me. This position feels different, deeper, fuller.
“That’s it…god, you feel so good.”
I don’t even realize I’m moving until he points it out. My hips rock into him all on their own. It feels so incredibly good, and every move drives me higher. I start rolling my hips more and more, my pelvis grinding into him, claiming him. Hero puts his hands on either side of them, moving me gently, guiding me to go faster. The pace is relentless, but it’s also what I need. He releases his hold on my hips suddenly, as if he remembers I’m the one who’s supposed to be in control.
Lifting his arms, he interlaces his fingers and puts them behind his head as a form of control.
I smile, loving that he’s letting me run the show instead of him. My own hands press against his chiseled chest for support. He’s so warm beneath my touch, his body reacting to mine with every movement I make. I roll my hips even more, swiveling them, grinding myself into him, and I’m rewarded with a deep groan.
Hero’s eyes close, and his head leans back. “Fuck…” he hisses out.
It’s barely audible, but I hear it and take that as encouragement I must be doing this the right way.
Moving harder and faster, I get into a rhythm, feeling my own peak forming deep down inside my core. I’m panting so hard, I’m starting to sound like I’m running a marathon. Sweat forms against my brow as I lean into Hero, pressing a kiss to his lips.
