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not sooner, but the anticipation would make it even better. Every intimacy felt special, and the feel of the sponge in her hand gliding over his body made him harder, and his cock slapped his belly. Elise’s nipples were equally hard and the moisture between her thighs wasn’t just soap and water. Ross planned to have her waxed there, but if she wanted to be shaved instead, he would accept it.
    Elise washed his neck, shoulders, and chest, standing on tiptoe, and then turned her attention to his stomach, carefully skirting his boner. She then did his back and buttocks before kneeling to wash his legs, and finally, his feet. Only then did she lather up her hands and reach for his cock. Ross almost came then and there. He preferred his own hand jobs, but Elise’s intense efforts were a close second, and with a groan, he pulled her to her feet and rinsed. He wanted to find out where Elise had learned her sexual skills, if only because he needed to address his jealousy, assure himself that she was his and his alone.
    He wrapped her in a towel before swiping as much of the water as he could from his body with another one, all the while moving her toward his bedroom. Her hair resembled heated, stretched caramel, and the moisture dripping from the ends made little tracks down his chest. He had planned to play awhile, but he couldn’t wait. Elise went willingly, and when he pushed her back onto his unmade bed, she pulled the towel away from her body and spread her legs for him. Ross dove on top of her and fitted his cock to her entrance, then stilled.
    “Are you on birth control?” he gritted.
    Elise gasped. “No! Oh, Ross, I’m sorry, but it’s okay.”
    Her words didn’t process, and with a major effort Ross rolled to the bedside table and opened the drawer, taking out a condom. He ripped the foil packet open and fished the sheepskin circle out, his shaking hands making it difficult to sheath himself. Shit, she made him crazy with need. He rolled right back onto her and pushed inside with no preliminaries, his cock fighting for every fraction of an inch of territory. She was tighter than tight, and it almost hurt to push higher. Ross tried to slow down, worried he would cause Elise discomfort, then her legs circled his waist, and her arms went around his shoulders, and she pulled him to her with amazing strength, heated lubrication slipping down over him. Ross sank in to the hilt and came up against her cervix. The tight, slippery heat of her channel nearly undid him, and he breathed through it, thinking of dentist drills and ice cubes. When he opened his eyes and raised his head, she stared right into his soul.
    “Fuck me, Ross, please. Do it now.”
    Ross gave up all pretense of control and hammered into her. The bed shook, and the headboard rattled against the wall. Elise found his rhythm and matched it, and he knew he couldn’t last. He swiveled his hips and ground his pelvis against her clit. The little tremors started multiplying around his cock and he managed three more thrusts before he emptied himself into the condom, just as Elise shattered around him, crying out her release. Ross collapsed on top of her, not caring if he was too heavy. He had such a need to cover her, absorb her into his body, while keeping his cock inside her. Elise held him tightly. When at last he felt her chest begin to labor against his, he rolled away to his back, his cock pulling out grudgingly, their sides still touching.
    “Ross? I’m invested, too.”
    Ross found the energy to prop himself up on one elbow and press a kiss on Elise’s lips, before falling back to let sleep claim him. It had been a long day.

Chapter Four
     
    Elise watched Ross sleep for a long time. His face looked like an innocent little boy’s, with his long dark lashes softening the jut of his cheekbones, his chiseled mouth relaxed, despite the dark shadow of his facial hair. He must have shaved that morning, but already he needed to do so again. He was huge,