Page 24 of Searching for Hope


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“Cal!” She cried out his name, clawing at his shoulders. Her climax was powerful and sudden, washing over her in an overwhelming wave of pleasure. Through it all, he continued his relentless assault on her senses until she was left a trembling mess against the wall.

His lips traveled back up her body, peppering kisses across her stomach and breasts until he finally met her mouth with his. She could taste herself on his lips, and it only served to reignite the spark of her desire.

“Your turn,” she murmured against his mouth and trailed her fingers to the fastenings of his trousers. With one swift movement, she pushed them down along with his underwear, and they pooled at his feet.

The feel of him against her, hard and pulsing with need, sent another wave of desire coursing through her. She wrapped a hand around him, and a low groan rumbled from the back of Cal’s throat.

“Ellie,” he rasped, his voice strained with need.

She liked it when he sounded like that—like he would break apart without her hands and mouth on him.

She wrapped her hands around the thick base of him again and teased her tongue over his tip. His hands fisted in her hair as she sucked him into her mouth. He tasted of salt and masculine heat, a heady mix that made her pulse thrum with a new, heightened sense of hunger. She traced every vein with the tip of her tongue, loving the way he trembled and the increasingly desperate noises coming from him.

“Jesus…” His head fell back against the wall, eyes screwed shut.

The steel in his grip softened as she increased her pace, relinquishing control as he succumbed to the pleasure.

The groans falling from his lips turned into ragged breaths, each one punctuated by her name.

“Ellie… Ellie…” His voice was hoarse, the usually composed attorney being reduced to broken pleas.

She made a tiny, pleased sound against him, a vibration that elicited a choked cry from Cal. His control snapped, and with one final decisive pull, he fell over the edge, his release pulsing against her tongue. She savored the taste of him, pulling back only when she felt his hands gently tugging on her hair.

They stared at each other.

His gaze was hot. Hungry. He was already lengthening and hardening again in her hand. He hadn’t had enough yet. Truthfully, neither had she. She was uncomfortably wet between her legs, the hollow place inside her throbbing to be filled.

“Ellie,” he breathed again, but it was a different kind of plea. “Are you still on birth control?”

She nodded. He exhaled with relief and lifted her off her feet, their bare skin sliding against each other as he pinned her to the cold wall behind them. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he quickly stepped out of the trousers still gathered at his ankles.

With one hand supporting her back, he used the other to guide himself into her. She gasped as he entered her, stretching and filling the emptiness that had been aching for him. She could barely believe this was happening, that she was here with him again, succumbing to the potent chemistry between them.

But, oh, she’d missed this.

She’d missed him.

Even if she didn’t dare admit it out loud.

The feeling of him, the scent of him, the sight of him consumed her. She clung to him as he began to move, ever so slowly at first, his eyes locked with hers, watching every shift of emotion on her face. They’d only been together for a short time, but he’d studied every inch of her body. He knew where to kiss, where to touch. He knew how to drive her wild and how to make her climax so hard she had an out-of-body experience.

His thrusts were measured, bringing her right to the edge of pleasure before he slowed down again. He was torturing her in the best way possible, and all she could do was moan his name. She felt deliriously high, the pleasure building into a tsunami that threatened to sweep her into oblivion. Her nails dug into his shoulders as each thrust pushed her closer and closer to that delicious edge.

“Yes... Cal... yes,” she said in a breathless whisper, too overwhelmed to articulate anything more.

A wicked grin played on his lips as he increased the pace, driving into her hard and fast. She threw her head back against the wall, biting her lip to stifle a scream of pleasure.

The terrace echoed with the sound of their bodies slapping together, Ellie’s panting breaths, and Cal’s low groans. If anyone wandered by, they’d know exactly what was happening in the shadows against the stone wall.

And she didn’t care one bit.

Sweat trickled down her back, her body hot and flushed under his touch. The coil of tension inside her tightened further, her climax looming closer with each thrust.

He held her up against the wall with one arm, allowing his other hand the freedom to explore. It dipped between their bodies, and his thumb found her clit, circling it with a precision that sent another wave of pleasure coursing through her.

“Let go, Ellie,” he growled against her ear. “Come for me.”

That was all it took. With a hoarse scream of his name, she came undone around him, shattering into pieces as the most intense orgasm she’d ever experienced ripped through her.

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