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“What are you doing out like this? It’s dangerous, Elijah!”
I cupped her face and smiled. “Don’t worry,” I told her.
She scoffed and withdrew.
“How can you say that?” she demanded. “All I’ve done since you’ve been back is worry. Orson wants you dead!”
“He’s going to have to try harder than he already has to kill me,” I reminded her. “Come back to the hotel with me—”
“I can’t! You and I can’t even be seen together,” Abby rasped. “Orson’s men—”
I caught her lower lip with my mouth, silencing her endless doubt for half a second. Against her will, she softened against me, the pulse of her heart quickening.
“What is your endgame, Elijah?” she whispered when we parted.
I brushed a strand of hair out of her face and kissed her forehead sweetly.
“You,” I told her. “You’re my endgame. You always have been. That’s why I was led back to you. Can’t you see that?”
Abby closed her eyes. “Then let’s just get out of here,” she begged me, balling her fists to place them pleadingly on my chest. “Let’s forget about Pario City and go start over somewhere else. We can go back to Seven Rock or—”
Again, I stopped her with a long kiss. This time, she pulled back.
“Stop trying to silence me,” she whimpered. “I’m afraid, Elijah.”
Wrapping her in my arms, I rained kisses over her face and neck, willing her to let go of her fear and trust in me as she once had so implicitly.
“I won’t let anything happen to you,” I rasped, my tongue lashing out to capture her earlobe. “You need to trust me.”
“I do…” she mewled, succumbing to my arms as they wrapped around her waist, drawing her up against my hardening cock.
“Don’t be scared, Princess. I will always protect you.”
Chapter35
Abby
He never answered me. Why can’t we just go and leave all of this behind? He’s started fresh before. We can do it again, together.
But the question took a backseat as the heat of his kisses increased, Elijah dancing me back toward the brick of the wall. The knapsack fell to the ground before my spine pinned to the barrier, Elijah’s hard body holding me in place.
“I’ve got you, Abby.MyAbby,” he breathed, tongue exploring the curve of my neck. “Isn’t that what you want?”
I nodded eagerly, cocking my head downward to meet his mouth again. His lips crushed to mine, eyes blazing when he stared at me, fingers pulling down the waistband of my pants.
“Tell me what you want,” he pressed. “I want to hear you say it.”
I inhaled shakily, our eyes locked in some silent battle, Elijah willing me to back down and let him lead.
“I want you,” I murmured, my eyes half-closing, but I wanted to watch him as he worked on me, these missing moments still not fulfilled for all the lost time without him.
A slow, lazy smile formed on his mouth, and Elijah dipped his nose into my cheek, where he inhaled me deeply. The action only sent further waves of anticipation through me.
The pulse of the sun, and the race of my increased blood flow, created beads of sweat to form all over me. Heat and wetness slid through the cleft in my legs, but Elijah took his time, his mouth still on my face, his fingers slowly exploring below my panty line.
His palms found my ass, massing at the cheeks, forcing my pants lower. I groaned, wishing he would stop torturing me.
“Tell me again,” he ordered.
