At one point, he pulled my hair so hard it hurt, and I gasped.
“Sorry,” he panted, “but you should consider this a warning. I’m about to come.”
“Good.” I went right back to what I was doing, and quickly discovered he hadn’t been exaggerating—in less than fifteen seconds, his body went stiff, his breathing stopped, and his cock got even harder before it throbbed rhythmically between my lips, a hot stream pulsing against the back of my throat.
Pleased with myself, I sat back on my heels and wiped my mouth with my wrist.
Gianni’s eyes were closed, his mouth open. His arms rested limply at his sides, his chest rose and fell with labored breaths.
“Are you okay?” I teased.
“No.” His eyes opened and he lunged for me, and I squealed as he tossed me beneath him sideways across the bed.
“Aren’t you tired?” I asked as he buried his face in my neck and kissed my throat.
“Nope.” His mouth traveled down my chest and he stroked my nipple with his tongue before sucking it greedily. “I do need a little recovery time, but I have plenty of ideas about how to fill it.” He tugged my underwear off and put his head between my thighs.
Turns out, he didn’t need that much recovery time, which suited me just fine, because he made me come so fast with his fingers and tongue.
“Let me do it this time,” I said when he jumped out of bed to get the condom.
He brought it to me, and I unwrapped it and rolled it on, knowing this was the last time we’d ever do this. Tomorrow, the sun would come up and the snow would melt and we’d leave our little oasis here at the Pineview Motel. We’d go back to our regular lives. Our real lives.
And as he moved inside me and our hands grasped and our skin grew slick and our mouths devoured and our bodies shuddered, released, and grew still, I pushed back against the one thought I absolutely could not afford to entertain, no matter what.
I don’t want this to end.
FIFTEEN
GIANNI
I hardly slept that night.
The room went from inky black dark to hazy gray as morning light filtered through the curtains.
Beside me, Ellie slept peacefully, facing me. Her thick, gingerbread-brown hair spilled onto the white pillowcase behind her head except for one wayward curl that trailed down her cheek. I brushed it back off her face, and her eyes opened. Outside in the sun, they’d be a light brown with flecks of honey, but here in the faintly violet light, they appeared dark as molasses.
“Hey,” she said softly. “Is it time to get up already?”
“You don’t have to. I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“It’s okay.” She rolled onto her back and stretched, her bare arms rising above the sheets. It was hard to believe that just two nights ago, our first night here, she’d demanded we sleep with clothes on. We’d been naked together in this bed a good portion of the hours since, including right now.
I wanted it to last a little longer.
Reaching for her, I gathered her close to me, and she put an arm over my chest and her head on my shoulder. We stayed that way for a few minutes, our bodies warm beneath the covers, our breathing synced.
“Remember when we got here and you said there would be no cuddling?” I asked her.
She laughed. “Yeah.”
“You were so wrong about that.”
“I was wrong about a lot of things.”
My heart stumbled across its next few beats. And then I blurted out something really fucking dumb.
“My car is fine.”
She looked up at me, confused. “Huh?”
Fuck! What was I doing? Why did I keep telling on myself?
But I kept going. “My car. It’s fine. It’s not dead.”
She bolted upright and stared down at me with hard, narrowed eyes. “You said yesterday morning it was dead. You said you tried to jump it, and it still wouldn’t run. Now it’s been miraculously resurrected?”
“I made it up. It was never dead.”
“Oh my God!” Ellie jumped out of bed, wincing at the pain as she hobbled over to the window and peeked out the curtain.
“Be careful on that foot,” I said weakly.
“All the cars out there yesterday morning were totally buried—how did I not see it then? The snow would have been disturbed if you’d tried to get a jump.” She whirled around to face me. “You asshole! You kept me prisoner here!”
“Ellie, let me explain.”
“I trusted you—like you said I could—and you took advantage of it!”