Page 95 of Ruthless Desires: Vol. One

“Oh my god, Elliot. Please—just like that. Just like that.”

I keep going, snaking an arm under her leg to hold her better. When I add my tongue, it takes a few minutes, and then she starts trembling.

That’s it, love. Come for me. Be a good girl and let go.

I’d say it out loud, but the desperate sounds coming out of her mouth are too addictive for me to stop. Instead, I trace a finger around her entrance gently, not pushing inside, just teasing.

“Oh my god.Ohmygod, Elliot.” She squirms against me, but I just hold her tighter. Then she claps a hand over her mouth as she cries out.

For another second, I don’t change a thing. But when she tries to wiggle away, her body thrashing, I let up, giving her gentle licks as she rides out her climax and then comes back down to earth.

Her hands drop to her sides as I straighten. “Wow,” she pants. Then her stomach growls, and she giggles.

I grab her clothes and slide them back up her legs. “Where’s your heating pad?”

“Uh. Floor, I think.” She peers over the side of the couch, and I follow her gaze.

Thankfully, the cord is long enough. I flip it on and place it over her lower stomach. “I’m going to get your dinner ready.” I kiss her on her forehead, and when I pull away, she’s watching me with a wide-eyed, soft gaze.

There are so many emotions in her expression. Trust, adoration, gratitude. It sucks me in until I’m pressing my lips to hers, savoring her tiny moans and the way she grabs my arms.

I break off the kiss, and she moves to get up. “Relax,” I murmur, cupping her cheek. “Let me take care of you.”

With a sigh, she settles into the couch, hugging the heating pad to her stomach. Then her eyes close, and I watch her for a split second longer before moving over to her tiny kitchen.

I think,I realize as I rummage around for a knife and cutting board,I’d do just about anything to see that look on her face again.

Chapter six

Wren

At first, I was a little disappointed that I only got one orgasm when Elliot promised me multiple. But then he came back to the couch with a plate full of pretzels, cheese, and apple slices, and I swear I melted.

But that’s not even the best part.

No, the best part is that he has me on his lap while he feeds me.

Is it possible to fall in love in four days? Because I think I might be doing just that.

Elliot holds the last apple slice up to my lips, and I bite into it, taking half. He pops the rest into his mouth, trailing his fingers down my spine.

Settling against him, I inhale his sandalwood and citrus scent. “You always smell so good.”

He replies with a chuckle and a kiss on my forehead. “You full?”

“Yeah. Thank you.”

“Of course,” he murmurs. Then he stands, cradling me to his chest and carrying me through the apartment.

“What are you doing?”

“I believe I promised you multiple orgasms, did I not?”

There isn’t a single thing that can stop the smile spreading over my face. “I was wondering about that.”

In my room, he sets me on the bed. “Clothes off, then get on your knees.”

I shiver, following his commands without a second thought. Once I’m in position, he takes me in with a satisfied expression. Then he crawls onto the bed and kisses me, his hands cradling my face.