Chapter 248 248

Chapter 248 248
Maya

I reached between us, took his cock in my hand, and lined him up with my entrance. Then I sank down onto him in one smooth, deliberate motion, taking every thick inch until he was buried to the hilt inside me.
We both moaned at the same time. The angle was perfect like this. He stretched me so deliciously, pressing against every sensitive spot as I adjusted to the fullness.
Elias’s eyes squeezed shut for a moment, jaw clenched. “God, you’re so tight… so wet. Riding me like this… fuck.”
I planted my hands on his chest for leverage and began to move, rolling my hips in slow, deep circles at first, then rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Each time I sank down, I ground my clit against his pelvis, chasing the spark of pleasure that built with every stroke.
His hands twitched above his head, fingers curling into fists, but he didn’t reach for me. The sight of him obeying, letting me use his body for my pleasure while he fought to stay still, sent a powerful thrill through me.
“Touch me now,” I finally whispered, voice husky with need.
His hands flew to my hips instantly, gripping hard as he helped guide my movements, thrusting up to meet me on every downstroke. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room again, louder this time, more urgent. I rode him harder, breasts bouncing with each thrust, one hand braced on his chest while the other reached back to tease his balls, rolling them gently in my palm.
“Fuck, Maya… I’m not going to last if you keep doing that,” he groaned, voice breaking.
“Then don’t,” I told him, leaning forward so my breasts brushed his chest and my mouth hovered near his ear. “Come for me, Elias. Fill me again. I want to feel it.”
I clenched around him deliberately on every rise and fall, riding him with purpose now, chasing my own release while driving him closer to the edge. The pressure coiled tight and hot in my core, building fast.
Elias’s grip on my hips tightened almost bruisingly as he thrust up harder, meeting me stroke for stroke. “Maya… shit, I’m close.”
“Come with me,” I gasped.
The orgasm crashed over me without warning, my walls fluttering and then clamping down around his cock in rhythmic pulses. I cried out, head falling back as pleasure flooded every nerve. Elias followed right behind me with a deep, guttural groan, hips snapping up one final time as he spilled hot and deep inside me, pulse after pulse filling me until I was overflowing with him.
I collapsed forward onto his chest, both of us breathing hard, bodies slick with sweat. His arms came around me immediately, holding me close as we trembled through the aftershocks.
After a long moment, I lifted my head and smiled down at him, brushing damp strands of hair from his forehead.
“Hi again,” I whispered, echoing our earlier exchange.
Elias laughed softly, the sound warm and sated, his golden eyes shining with love and amusement.
“Hi.”
His hand stroked slowly up and down my back. “You’re going to kill me one of these days, you know that?”
I pressed a lazy kiss to his lips. “Only in the best way.”



"You can't strong-arm me into returning just because you're uncomfortable with a little patience."
I paused when I heard Elias's voice coming from his temporary office, once a guest room, but now repurposed for his needs. The way he sounded, voice laced with irritation, low and clipped, had me worried and I retraced my steps from the kitchen.
I stepped closer, staying out of sight as I caught the tail end of the conversation. His grandmother's voice crackled through the laptop speaker, sharp and cold. "The board is getting restless, Elias. You've been gone too long and no one even knows where you are, you're almost impossible to reach except for the occasional phone call. People are starting to question your emotional state and whether you're in the right frame of mind to guide Ashtree through this crisis."
There was a beat of silence, and then she added, "Some are suggesting you've succumbed to your grief again and believe me when I say the idea is not inspiring much confidence for the board of directors."
I blinked, resisting the urge to laugh.
Not inspiring confidence? Really…those assholes were indeed something else.
Apparently, Sarah was not done laying on the guilt trip. "Elias, I know you're still grieving, but you can't continue to do this forever. She may be dead but her mother is still very much alive and is actively trying to destroy everything our family has worked for. It's time to stop wasting away and focus on protecting your future."
Elias exhaled sharply. "That's enough, Sarah."
He shut the laptop with a loud snap and leaned back in his chair, rubbing the bridge of his nose, cursing under his breath. I took that as my cue to enter.
"You know," I said lightly, "your grandmother is a real piece of work."
He looked up, startled, but a reluctant smile tugged at his mouth. "You heard all that?"
I nodded, coming to stand behind him and sliding my arms around his shoulders. "Are you okay?"
He touched my arm and leaned back, resting his head on my chest. "I am now."
He raised his head to look at me. "I'm so fucking glad you're not dead because I really don't know if I'd be able to survive without you. Scratch that, I know I won't be able to survive more than a couple of weeks, tops. I almost went insane from losing you the first time."
My heart fluttered at the intensity of his words. I'd gotten a brief rundown from Jack about how Elias had fallen apart when he'd thought he'd lost me for good and I knew he'd suffered his own version of hell in those months.
I held him tighter and murmured. "I love you, Elias. So much."
"I love you too." He replied and turned so he could put his arms around my waist and pull me into his lap in one fluid movement. Giggling, I fell into his lap, grabbing fistfuls of his hoodie for support.
My giggles faded as he sealed his mouth over mine, his tongue brushing boldly over my lips, demanding entry and I gave in, melting into the kiss with a sigh, my body already singing with need. His hands slipped under my shirt, warm and insistent, trailing up to my breasts. I moaned as he squeezed lightly, his fingers hot even through the fabric of my bra.
The baby monitor crackled to life with an unmistakable wail.
We froze. Elias's head dropped back with a groan. "Unbelievable timing."
I tried and failed not to laugh. "Welcome to parenthood, Mr. Sinclair."
He grinned and stood, letting me slide off his lap. "Now I understand why quickies were invented." he laughed and lightly smacked my ass, making me squeal in surprise.
"C'mon, let's go see what our daughters want this time." He grabbed my hand to lead me along.
"Babe, wait." I tugged at his hold and he stopped, looking back at me in surprise. "I think you should set up a meeting with the board. It's time we cleared things up."