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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

LET ME COUNT THE WAYS

RHODES

Now

I was afraid that a day away from me would give Elle time to think about what we did last night and send her running for the hills. When I got home and she wasn’t here, it sent me spiraling a bit. But the way her eyes shone at the bookstore every time she looked at me…the way she kisses me back when she gets home, leaning up on her tiptoes to get closer…all feels right with the world.

We go inside, Levi running to grab her hand, and we spend the next hour and a half playing with him. She reads book after book to him and he falls asleep with his head on her lap. He’s overjoyed having her here. And I know the feeling.

After I’ve carried him to bed, I find her in the kitchen, cleaning up the Honey Nut Cheerios Levi was snacking on earlier.

I come up behind her and nuzzle her neck.

“I can get this,” I say. “You don’t have to clean up after us.”

“I’ve gotta pull my weight around here,” she says, her head falling back on my chest. “And you know I can’t leave a mess for two seconds.”

I laugh against her skin. “I do love how tidy you are.”

“I love how tidy you are too.”

I hum. My nose trails up her skin until my mouth reaches her ears. “Lotta love going on around here.”

“Hmm.” I feel her cheeks lift with her smile.

“I’m already hating that I have an away game this weekend. I don’t want to leave you.”

“There’s still tomorrow.” She gasps when my hands slide under her shirt and palm her tits. “I’ve got the day off because the Winter Ball is tomorrow night.”

I tweak her nipples and she presses her ass into me, sighing when she feels how hard I am. I lift her blouse over her head and toss it over the stool.

“It’s gonna be hard as fuck to stay away from that...you all dressed up in God knows what. ”

“Oh, you’ll like my dress.” She puts her arms back, pulling my head closer, and turns to say, “I’ll give you your own private show, if you’d like.”

“I would love to have my own private show.”

She laughs softly. “Lotta love going on around here…”

“Mm-hmm.”

Her pretty lacy bra comes off next. It drops to the floor. I turn her around to face me and kiss her deep, until we’re both breathless, and then I kiss her some more. When we pull away, her lips are swollen and red and her eyes are heavy with lust.

“I can’t believe how beautiful you are,” I say, my thumb caressing her lower lip and then dropping to her rosy nipple. “I love how beautiful you are.”

Her lips lift with the sweetest smile. She gasps when I pick her up and set her on the island and undo her jeans, tugging them and her panties down until she’s bare. Her pussy glistens and I run my fingers over her slit before bending down and tasting her for myself. She arches into me, crying out my name, and then grabs my head and holds on for dear life.

We desecrate that island.

I lap her up like I’m starved because when it comes to her, I am.

I spread her wide and when I suction onto her clit, her cries become urgent. My hips jerk into the air, I’m so hard it’s painful, and when she comes violently around my tongue and fingers, it’s a spiritual experience. I stare at her, my fingers slowing when she arches into me, and I think, I am exactly where I’m supposed to be.

“Please get inside me,” she pants.

She leans up on her elbows and watches as I slowly drag my fingers out of her. A whimper escapes her when I lick them clean.

“You need my cock, Elle?” I rasp.

“Please.”

“I love how desperate you are for my cock.”

She bites her lower lip as she grins.

I take a condom out of my pocket and hold it up.

“Prepared,” she says.

“Hopeful.”

“Why are you so slow?”

I smirk at her and get my dick out and wrapped so fast it’s not even funny. A laugh bursts out of her and I pause to lean in and kiss her.

“Your laugh,” I say.

“You love it?”

“I do.”

“It’s been here all along,” she says.

“I know, sassy mouth. And I’ve loved it all along too.”

I tap her entrance and she sucks in a breath.

“You’re teasing me,” she says.

“I’m enjoying you,” I clarify. “Do you need it fast?”

“I do.”

I sink into her and her head falls back.

“ Yes ,” she cries.

I move in and out of her, starting out slowly at first, and then gradually building. Her neck flushes, her tits bouncing. She lifts off of the island and balances with her hands, giving me a better angle. My balls slap against her and I watch where I enter her, pressing my thumb on her clit. She sits down on the island and leans back, lifting her legs on my shoulders as I hover over her. She cries out when I go even deeper .

“I’m not gonna last.” A groan rumbles in my chest. “I need you to come again.”

“So close,” she pants.

I piston into her, the sounds the most obscene this kitchen has ever heard, and keep a steady rhythm with my thumb, rubbing circles over her. I see it on her face before I feel the grip from the inside on my cock, and she flies like a rocket.

“ Fuck, “ rasps out of me and I draw her chest to mine, kissing her as I pulse into her.

We kiss for a long time and when I gently pull out of her, she gasps in my mouth.

“You okay?” I ask.

“Yeah. I just miss you already.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” I promise.

She smiles.

I take care of the condom and carry her to the bedroom. She points to the bathroom, so I walk in there and place her carefully on her feet, still feeling a bit drunk off that orgasm. She’s completely naked and I’m naked from the waist down. I tug my shirt over my head and she grins at me in the mirror.

“That’s more like it,” she says.

She walks to the little room that has the toilet and shuts the door.

“Would you like a shower?” I ask.

“Only if you get in it with me.”

“I will never turn that down.”

I hear the toilet flush.

She’s smiling when she opens the door and moves to the sink to wash her hands. I start the shower and stare at her in the mirror.

“Elle Benton is naked in my bathroom. ”

She cups her hand around her mouth, whispering, “So is Rhodes Archer.”

I grin and watch her step into the shower before I take my turn in the bathroom. She’s humming while I wash my hands, and she looks at me over her shoulder when I step inside. She’s been more relaxed today than I expected, and I can’t even express how relieved that makes me.

She leans her head back into the water and grabs the shampoo, and I take it from there, getting her hair sudsy and rubbing her scalp until she’s practically purring. Eventually I rinse her hair until it’s black silk against her creamy skin. Her eyes are dazed when she opens them and I lean in and kiss her.

Each time we kiss it’s like a shock to the system, a new awakening. I can’t get enough.

She takes my body wash and meticulously washes my body. I’m jealous that I didn’t get to hers first, but her hands on me feel too good to complain. When she lathers up my dick, I’m already hard and she stares at me, swallowing before meeting my eyes.

She leans up and whispers in my ear, “I’ve never seen such a spectacular cock.”

I bob against her stomach and her cheeks are flushed when she meets my eyes again.

“Do you love it?” I ask.

She nods. “I really, really do.”

She steps out of the way so one of the showerheads can reach me better and then sits on the bench. She looks up at me and then puts her hands on my ass, pulling me closer to her. My dick is at just the right level to dip into her mouth. She wraps her fist around me and it’s pale against my brown skin. Every movement she makes stands out all the more. When she lowers her pink lips around me, it’s almost more than I can take.

“Elle Benton is sucking my dick,” I say in awe. Because I am a dick and can never be one hundred percent serious for very long. And also because fuck me, Elle Benton is sucking my dick.

She hums against me and I groan.

“Fuck.”

Her lips pop off of me and she stares up at me, doe-eyed. I nearly lose it once again.

She licks me with a single long stroke, her eyes never leaving mine and my dick taps on her lips in approval. She grins and it’s the hottest fucking thing. She licks me from root to tip again, this time topping it with a kiss.

“Show me how you like it. I’m not good at this,” she says.

“You’re fucking great at this,” I tell her. “Open.”

She opens her mouth and I slide inside, groaning.

“I like everything you’re doing, I promise. Love everything…” I add a moment later.

Her hands wrap around my base, and the magic she creates with her hands and mouth, holy hell. I try to remain still, but when her hands move around to grip my ass and take me even deeper, my head falls back and I rock into her.

When I look at her again, her eyes are on mine and I twitch in her mouth.

“Touch yourself,” I tell her. “Let me see you make yourself feel good too.”

Her fingers go between her legs and I thrust into her mouth. She swallows and I let out a ragged moan. She gasps and her head bobs over me, the intensity building as she takes her pleasure too.

“You’re so fucking good at this,” I tell her .

I smooth her hair back, unable to take my eyes off of her. Too many amazing places to look at once, her mouth on me or the way she dips her middle finger inside and presses the heel of her hand to her clit. I’m on overload.

She whimpers and I can tell she’s so close.

“Fuck, Elle. I’m gonna come.” I tug her hair gently and she doubles down.

And I go to the fucking moon.