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• Ella tried, to no avail, to hide the satisfied look from her face; she’d have done anything to keep the smug look off of his face. Her cheeks grew red at the thoughts of his head between her thighs and his warm tongue scorching and lapping up at her insides. She should say something, any of them should, as the silence between them was becoming heavy, oppressive, and nestling in the corner of her heart and mind. Her cheeks flushed as she took one more look at him before casting her head towards the window.
• Chase couldn't get the taste of her off his lips. She had no right to be so sweet, no right to melt like butter under his touch, no right to call his name like that. Ella was a maid and a slut who he had elevated. He shouldn't be thinking of her like that, and yet his slacks had grown taut with a thick erection sporting from the side. He maintained a grim silence, wiping off the smug, satisfied look that once plastered across his face.
• The car pulled up to the driveway uneventfully, and the stuffy silence was only broken by the sound of the car doors slamming. Ella put up no fuss as he led the way to the room. It had been too much of an eventful day for both of them, and for some strange reason, her lips would not come undone, only seeming to do so as he plopped down beside her on the bed.