The Weekend Proposition - Ella Jade Page 0,37

her fingers along his length before bringing her mouth closer to him. When she licked the base of his cock he let out a soft, feral moan. She worked her way lower, taking her time to suck his balls. He let her indulge for a few moments before gathering her hair in his hand and moving her head up.

“You’re going to make me lose it before I get inside you.”

“You liked when I did this in the shower this morning.” She pouted as he took her wrists in his hand.

“I like it now too but you had a request in the lobby. I want to give you what you want.” He guided her onto her back and slipped her panties down her legs. “Do you still want me to make love to you?”

“Yes,” she moaned when he kissed his way up her legs and settled between her thighs.

“It’s only fair I get a little taste too.” His hot, wet tongue moved along her folds, creating the most delicious sensation.

“Oh...” Her body craved him.

He moved his lips up to her stomach and over her breasts, taking his time to sprinkle attention on her nipples. Biting and sucking them as he cupped her breasts in his hands.

“Wrap your legs around me.” He hitched her leg over his hip and ran the tip of his cock along her opening. “I can’t wait any longer.”

“I want you so much.” She cried out when he pushed inside her. “I need you.”

“I need you, baby.” He moved as far as her body would allow. “More than you know.”

“I’m yours.” She thrust her pelvis forward. “Always.”

She allowed herself to get lost in the sensation only Spencer could create for her. When they were together, connected so deeply, he was all that existed. She could forget about her problems. There was only him. He was all there would ever be for her.

“THIS IS MY FAVORITE part.” She cuddled against him when she finally caught her breath. “When you hold me.”

“What? Better than the sex?” He laughed as he discarded the condom into the wastebasket by the bed. “Should I be offended?”

“You should be commended that you like to snuggle and talk. I thought that was a myth.”

“With you everything seems to come naturally.” He traced small circles along her arm. “I don’t want to sound sappy, but I’ve never had this type of connection with anyone else before.”

“I think I know what you mean.” She kissed his shoulder. “What does the date under your tattoo represent?”

“How did you even manage to see that? It’s so small and woven into the design.”

“I pay attention to detail.” It was her job as an artist to see what others didn’t.

“It’s the date my father died.” He tensed against her. “I was eighteen.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry. I was curious.”

“You told me about your father.”

“I talk too much.” She giggled over her bad habit. “You don’t have to tell me if you’re not comfortable with it. I understand.”

“He died in a small plane crash.”

“How tragic. I had no idea.”

“His friend had gotten a pilot license and they thought it was a good idea to take a trip. The weather was bad and the plane went down.” His voice sounded somber, more reserved than usual. “Tyler was fifteen. My mother and grandfather were devastated. I was scheduled to start Juilliard that September but my grandfather was so broken. I wanted to be the son he never had. He wanted my dad to follow in his footsteps but my father was a musician. The music was in his blood.”

“It’s in yours too.” She wiped the tears from her face. “You gave it up.”

“I make a better CEO than I would a musician. I thrive off boardrooms and negations. It’s who I am.”

“It’s who you became.” She propped herself up on her elbow. “Spencer, you could still pursue your music. I heard you play. That song you wrote tonight came from your heart.”

“I told you, I had a lot of encouragement. I was able to play that way because of you.” He tangled his fingers in her hair and pulled her to his lips. “You’ve found a way into my heart.”

That’s exactly where I want to be.

“I think you’re a remarkable man. I want you to know I believe in you. If you wanted to follow your music I’d be right there with you.”

“You’re the sweetest woman I’ve ever met.” He hugged her. “I’m content in my professional life.”

“There’s more than your