A Contract for His Runaway Bride
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He gave a deep sigh. ‘The best.’
Elodie lay over him with her head on his chest, their bodies still intimately joined. His hands stroked the curves of her bottom in lazy strokes that sent goosebumps popping up all over her skin.
‘If you don’t stop doing that, you’re going to have to make love to me all over again.’
‘Maybe that’s exactly what I want to do.’
‘So soon?’
‘You bet.’
He flipped her so she was lying on her back, then swiftly disposed of the used condom before replacing it with a fresh one. He came back to her, leaning his weight on one elbow, one of his strongly muscled legs flung over one of hers. His other hand caressed her thigh in long slow movements that sent tingles down to her curling toes.
‘I could make love to you all night.’