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TWENTY-TWO

WRENLY

Eli is silent the whole way home. Then he is quiet as he watches me bathe Ryan. And he continues with his silence until we’re alone in his bedroom. I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out, and thankfully, he speaks before I can make a fool of myself.

Because a fool of myself I would definitely make.

“I fucked up tonight,” he announces.

“What happened?”

He tilts his head to the side, lifting his arm before he wraps his fingers around the back of his neck and massages there. His eyes focus on mine, searching them as if he can’t quite figure out how to tell me what happened. We were both there, but I don’t know anything about hockey, and Clara told me what happened was fairly normal.

“I could give you a bunch of excuses, but plain and simple, I lost control.”

Pressing my lips together, I roll them a few times as I take a moment to think. I’m not sure how to respond to that. I want to tell him that he scared me, but at the same time, I don’t want him to think that I’m scared of him.

“I would never hurt you, Wrenly. Not you or Ryan.”

Closing the small distance between us, I lift my hands and cup his cheeks, feeling his facial hair between my fingers before I gently scratch down his jaw. Rising to my toes, I touch my lips to his.

“I know you wouldn’t hurt us,” I breathe against his mouth. “I was so worried you were going to be injured.”

He chuckles against my mouth, but instead of responding to me, I feel his tongue slide into my mouth, tasting me fully. My nipples harden immediately—my breasts aching for his touch, his mouth, his anything.

I close my eyes, and my entire body melts toward him. Shifting my hands from his jaw, I grip his biceps in an effort to steady myself from completely melting into a pile of goo at his feet.

Eli’s hands slide down to my ass, gripping me as he picks me up off the floor, never breaking the kiss as he does. I hold on to him tighter when he walks us around. I don’t care where he takes me. He could take me to the ends of the earth, and I would gladly let him.

Slowly, he places me on my feet again and gently nibbles my bottom lip, breaking the kiss. Breathing heavily, I look up into his eyes.

“Eli,” I rasp.

He smiles, and it’s so soft and sexy I want to kiss every square inch of him. He cups my jaw before his thumb slides across my bottom lip. “Would never hurt you, Wrenly, not fucking ever.”

My parted lips curve up into a small smile. “I know,” I say.

And I do know that. Eli has been nothing except absolutely amazing. He’s been patient and kind. I know that he could have completely lost his cool the moment he met us, and he had questions, but he was never angry. And I’m not sure I would have reacted the same way if some person appeared two years after a one-night stand and said, Surprise, you’re the father .

Eli’s fingers trail down my throat to the hem of my shirt before he gently glides it up my body, over my head, and tosses it on the floor behind me. Reaching out for his shirt, I grip it at his waist and slide it up his body.

He dips his chin as I lift his shirt over his head and drop it to the floor. I place my palm against his abs, closing my eyes slowly at the feel of his chiseled muscles beneath my touch.

God.

He’s so hard— everywhere .

Before my hands move down to his belt, he grips my shoulders and gently turns me around, his chest pressing against my back. I fight the goose bumps that threaten to consume my entire body… and I fail.

ELI

I probably shouldn’t be doing this tonight. I have a bunch of pent-up anxiety and adrenaline from the game, but she’s leaving soon, and I need her as much as possible before she goes.

I don’t know if that’s because I want her or if it’s more likely because I want her to remember me. Remember how I make her feel. I want her to leave wanting more—so much more that she comes back to me sooner rather than later.

Unhooking her bra, I let it slide down her arms. It lands at her feet somewhere before I unbutton and unzip her jeans. The moment I shove them down her legs, she steps out of her shoes, then her jeans and panties.

Wrenly stands in front of me naked, gloriously fucking naked, and I’m tempted to turn her around to face me so I can see every glorious inch of her. But I don’t because I want to fuck her from behind at least once before she goes.

I want her in every way possible.

I slide my hands around her belly and slowly glide them up, cupping her breasts. The pads of my thumbs skim her hardened nipples, eliciting a whimper from her throat.

Pinching her nipples, I tug on them gently, burying my face in the crook of her neck. My tongue slides against her skin, my teeth nipping her there. Her body trembles beneath my touch.

Slipping my hand down the center of her chest, then her torso, I feel her soft belly beneath my fingers before I glide them between her folds and feel her wetness there. Her hips roll against my touch, and I groan into her neck.

Fuck.

I want to be inside of her. She’s ready for me, but I want to make her come like this before I bend her over this bed and bury myself to the root. I am going to do just that, too. I’m going to watch my cock slide in and out of her. I’m going to see the evidence of how wet I make her glisten against my skin.

Wrenly is going to be my complete undoing.

My control is completely lost when it comes to her. Moving my other hand from her breast, I shift it around to her back and gently push her down.

“Put your hands on the bed,” I murmur.

She does. Dancing my fingers down her back, I grip her hip, my front still folded over her back while I continue to play with her wet cunt. Circling her clit, I press my thumb against the sweet little nub.

I’m not going to be able to make her come before I bury myself inside of her. I need to feel her right this fucking minute. Shifting my hips back slightly, I press the head of my cock against her center and slowly sink inside of her.

Wrenly’s head flies backward, landing against my shoulder. Keeping my thumb pressed against her clit, I start to move it in firm circles as I allow her body to adjust to my intrusion.

She whimpers.

Her hips shift slightly against my touch, but I have her wrapped in my arms with nowhere to go. Wrenly moans, turning her head. I feel her lips slide across the underside of my jaw. A shiver of desire climbs up my spine.

Fuck, she feels good.

“Sunshine, I’m hanging on by a thread here.”

I feel her breath against my skin before she speaks. “Please, Eli. I need more.”

Fuck.

If it’s more she wants, then it’s more she’s going to get. “Put your fingers between your legs, Wrenly. I’m going to fuck you now.”

She mewls, and the sound goes straight to my cock. Slipping my fingers from between her thighs, I grip her hips with my fingertips, straighten my back, and when I feel her nails gently glide against my balls, I clench my teeth.

Rearing back, I slip my dick almost completely out of her, tipping my chin as I smirk at the sight of her wetness coating me, then bury myself deep inside of her again with a moan. Her entire body trembles beneath me, her hips rearing back, silently begging for more.

The move unleashes me, and I fuck her. It’s hard and relentless. She cries out softly, begging me for more. It’s better than I could have imagined. And I can’t wait to do it again, every single night until the day I die.

Keeping my attention focused on our connection, I move inside of her, hand over hers. I feel her fingers between her legs and the wetness that follows. She’s climbing higher and higher. I’m ready for her to tip over the edge.

I’m close myself, but I’m going to grit my teeth and wait for her. I need to feel her cunt squeeze me. I need her to be right here with me. I need to know that she’s mine. Biting the inside of my cheek, I don’t stop moving.

I continue my hard and fast pace until I feel it.

Until I hear her.

Until I feel her.

Wrenly comes, and I follow right behind her. One thrust, then two before I bury myself deep inside of her and fill her with my cum. Her pussy pulses around me, holding me inside of her, and there is literally nowhere else I would rather be right now but right fucking here with my woman.