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“Maybe you’re right,” Elliot said.

“Maybe I am,” I affirmed.

He looked at me again, and this time his expression had softened. Only a little bit, mind you. But the change — as subtle as it was — was still there.

“I think I have a solution to our problem,” I said abruptly.

Elliot’s eyebrows lifted a little. His face tilted in inquiry.

“How about we do our business in one bed,” I suggested, “and then we sleep in the other?”

His mouth turned upward, into a smile.

“So… messy bed, clean bed?”

“Exactly.”

He pretended to consider the offer for a moment, but his grin gave him away. Lifting it from the water, he extended a very silica-covered hand. I reached out and shook it.

“Ms. Shields, I’m pretty sure you just brokered your first international business deal.”

Thirty-Five

ELLIOT

I took her immediately after returning to our rooms, since we were already half-naked. It was a simple thing, sweeping her into my arms. I crushed her against me as I undid the little red bow on the side of her bikini, while she undid the one in the back, setting her perfect breasts free.

And they definitelywereperfectbreasts. I knew that for sure, because I’d watched them all night. I’d spent our entire time in the lagoon admiring every one of her womanly curves, from the swell of her round little ass to those two naturally plump lips that framed out her beautiful, girl-next-door face.

Jordyn reacted without hesitation, yanking my swim trunks down my thighs. They were still wet from the outdoor showers. We fell into bed together — thebusinessbed, she’d called it — and let the outer bedding towel us dry before slipping beneath the coolness of the silken sheets.

I parted her beautiful legs immediately and plunged into her — all business, no pleasure. Only therewaspleasure. There was great and fantastic pleasure in bottoming out in her already-soaked essence, pushing my rock-hard cock past the mouth of her arousal and sinking into her until we both let out the same, nonbusiness-like sigh.

“Fuckkkk…” she grunted, throatily.

I buried my face into her neck and began screwing her deeply, pushing her thighs even further apart with the sheer weight of my surging, churning body. The pleasure part I could deal with. Pleasure was necessary, if I were to actually get off. It was the attachment part I was trying to avoid, as she grabbed the back of my head and pulled it even harder into her neck. Maybe hoping that I’d kiss her there, or drag my tongue downward to those two amazing breasts, both of them now crushed beneath me as our bodies rocked forward and back.

Youcouldkiss her, you know…

I supposed I could. I definitely wanted to, and so very badly, but we’d already decided upon no kissing, no attachments. No emotional ties of any kind.

The two of you already kissed though.

That part was true, yet it also wasn’t. I hadn’t kissed her, really. She’d kissedmeand I’d only reacted to it.

But my God… that kiss had been absolutely thunderous. The sparks between us had been so instantly incredible they’d frightened me right away.

She’s everything you ever wanted, Elliot.

I knew this to be true, because I knew exactly what I wanted. I’d always known. I’d held every woman I ever dated up to that same impossible standard, while dedicating such minimal time and giving so remarkably little of myself that no relationship could possibly last, whether I was dating my dream girl or not.

And now here she was in all her glory — the woman I’d always desired. Smart. Capable. Savvy. Best of all she wasstrong, in ways that I still couldn’t fathom. So much had happened to Jordyn in such a short time, she should already be broken. Instead she’d risen above. She’d taken each blow in stride, allowing it to make her stronger, better, more incredibly resilient.

And yes, life had jaded her a little too, but not irreparably. She still had the optimism needed to make goals for herself. The passion to see those goals through. The independence to operate in a world where she only had herself to rely on, and the wisdom to know how important it was not to grow too close, too quickly, or to rely on anyone else for her own happiness.

“Elliot…”

She breathed my name as she clawed my back, spreading those gorgeous legs as far as they would go. I was practically impaling her now, clenching and unclenching my ass at the end of every thrust. Burrowing so physically deep inside her, almost as if drilling for mental and emotional connections as well.

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