Chapter 71. The Email

Eliana

“Fuck my ass, please, daddy.” I repeated, hoping it would work this time. The rhythm of my hips was faster, making take deep breaths. I was fighting for control and so was Scott but our purpose were different.

“Eliana…this isn’t necessary. We don’t have to—”

“We don’t, but I want to. I need you.”

I would like to think that he worries about nothing when lodged deep inside me, all issues forgotten until later. That was what I wanted, what I was aiming for.

Maybe I could get him to tell me more than what he’d normally share. I could tell there was so much more going on, things I was completely oblivious to.

“I can’t promise you that I won’t lose control, Eliana. I really want to take that perfect little ass of yours but another time. Not now.”

His voice sounded strained.

“Fine.” I rolled over, curling up on his side, I roamed my hands over his chest.

Slowly, I slid my hands inside his pants. “Let’s do something else.”<