Chapter Forty-Seven
My heart is pounding so hard in my chest as I collapse, pulling out of her glorious ass and landing on my side on the bed. I have never felt so sated in my entire existence.
“Are you ok?” I breathe as I pull her into my arms, her back flush against my chest.
“I’ve never been better,” she giggles as she wiggles against my cock.
“Fuck, baby.” I chuckle and lightly slap her ass. “Give me a few minutes.”
I press a kiss into her hair as I get up and go into the bathroom to clean up. I can’t help but smile at the trust she’s given me. I love her so goddamn much. I find myself wondering what would have happened if I had stayed all those years ago. Would we have ended up where we are now?
“Grey?” I hear Ry’s tired voice over the running water.
“Be right there.” I grab a second washcloth when I’m done cleaning myself and run it under the warm water.
I return to her and gently clean between her legs and gingerly check her ass to make sure she’s ok. I toss the damp rag into the tub and get back into bed. I pull her close to me again and her steady breathing lulls me to sleep with her.
I wake to a very angry Ellie jumping on my chest and practicing her southpaw moves to my jaw. She’s being mouthy, not just the I’m hungry sounds that she normally makes when she wakes me. She’s never been this aggressive either.
“Jesus, El, what gives?” I groan, sitting up and holding her to my chest so she can’t hit me anymore. I stroke her fur for a second before fully taking in my surroundings.
Ryan’s not in the room, and my stomach drops. It’s not like her to be up before me since the abduction. I jump out of bed and head straight to check the bathroom, finding no sign of her. I walk back through the bedroom and see her phone is gone.
I check my phone and see she sent me a message.
Ryan
I’m downstairs, I’ll be up shortly.
With a sigh of relief, I walk back into the bathroom to relieve my bladder and take a quick shower. I step into the hot stream of water and rush through washing off the evidence of last night so I can wrap myself around her again.
A broad smile crosses my face as memories flash through what she wanted last night.
Fuck me, I’m a lucky man.
I’m not sure what came over her or why she decided it was the right time to ask for anal, but god damn. I’ve done it a few times and yea, it was always great, but jesus, something about Ryan made this a thousand times better.
I turn the water off and hear a loud crash come from downstairs as soon as I step out of the shower. Wrapping a towel around myself, I race out of the bathroom to the stairs. Taking two at a time, I reach the kitchen in record time to see Ryan isn’t alone.