Page 93 of Elling & Jackie

Her lower stomach quivered, and she warmed. "I'm so glad you did. I was already missing you."

Slipping her hand into his, she hugged his arm and led him to her room. Once the door shut and she had privacy, she kissed him back, giving him all her excitement.

He tugged on her skirt. She stepped back without stopping the kiss and found his buckle. Making faster work on his clothes than he was making on removing hers, she groaned in frustration and took her mouth from him.

Not worrying about taking special care of her work outfit, she pulled her shirt out of the waist of the skirt and unzipped the back as she watched Elling loosen the laces of his boots.

Faster than him, she kicked off her panties and unhooked her bra, stripping herself naked by the time he pulled down his zipper. She walked backward to the bedroom, teasing him to follow.

By the time he hit the doorway, he'd caught up with her and plopped down on the bed, on his back. "Condom."

She opened the nightstand drawer, grabbed the protection, and kneed the bed, holding her arm out toward him.

He latched his hands together behind his head. "Do it."

"Bossy," she muttered.

"Nei." He grinned. "Smart. I enjoy watching your hands on me."

She climbed over him and straddled his thighs. His beautiful cock hard and impatiently waiting like its owner. He must've walked into the hotel aroused to see her, and the thought only heightened her own pleasure.

Rolling on the condom, she leaned over and kissed his stomach. His muscles under her lips hardened in response. Encouraged, she trailed kisses from one hipbone to the other on him. Lingering on his skin, she licked, sucked, and teased him until he stretched underneath her.

"Ride me," he ordered.

Carefully climbing higher on his body, she balanced on her knees and held his hardness in her hand. She stroked him, teasing herself with the head of his cock. His gaze grew more intense as he watched between her legs.

Aligning him against her pussy, she let go of him and braced her palms on his chest, slowly lowering her body and impaling herself on him.

His chest expanded under her touch. Her thighs quivered. He was a big man, spreading her fully.

Fully seated, she let her legs rest. He reached out and drew a half-moon underneath each breast with his finger. Her nipples peaked, and she shivered as if he'd directly touched them.

"This is where you belong," he whispered huskily.

He covered her breasts with his hands. The heat of his palms soothed and yet excited her. She arched, pressing into his touch, squeezing down on his cock with her pussy.

She no longer knew who was pleasing who and it wasn't important. The only thing that mattered was he was here, and she was with him. Nothing hidden, nothing secret. The way it was supposed to be.

He lowered his hands to her hips and around to her ass. Squeezing her cheeks, he guided her higher and lower and faster.

The pleasure inside of her coiled tighter, urging her to move, to seek, to capture. She gasped as her body ground against him, gyrating in its own rhythm.

Leaning forward, she lowered her upper body. He raised his hips off the bed, thrusting inside of her. The blond hair on his chest skimmed her breasts. She moaned, burying her face in his neck, finding the bare skin below his ear free from whiskers.

Her lower body, lifted and plunged under Elling's manipulations. Her clit rubbed against him every time he thrust deep inside of her.

Her toes curled. Panting, she fisted his hair. Though she was on top, he was in control, and his urgency force-fed her arousal.

"God." She exhaled heavily. "That feels so good."

His grip on her tightened, and he moved her faster. She tossed her hair back and gazed at him. He locked on to her. Every emotion shared.

He loved her.

She loved him.

It wasn't all sex and a secret, forbidden affair fueling him on. It was plain to see in his eyes.

Her pussy spasmed at the cusp of an orgasm and she moved, meeting him stroke for stroke.

Gripped in the power of a climax, she was thrown over the edge. Every muscle exploded in pleasure, pounding how deeply she loved him into her.

She wanted to share him with the world and live openly. Hiding their relationship no longer benefitted her. She deserved to be happy and have a future with Elling. He deserved nothing less.

She collapsed on top of him as he plunged inside of her and groaned his release. Wrapping her arms around his head, she closed her eyes at the sudden onslaught of total relief.

She needed to tell Chief about Elling. There was no more time.

Holding him tighter with a fierceness that no longer surprised her, she was never going to let him go. Afraid of losing him, she needed to make sure her dad understood that Elling was the man she loved, and she wouldn't allow anyone to take him away from her.