His Absolute Proposal: An Illicit Billionaire Love Story (Elise, #3) by Cerys du Lys Page A

body, driving his cock as deep into me as he could.  Then he did, he filled me with his seed.  He never stopped touching me and holding me, though.  We embraced like lovers, except maybe different, too; more than that.  I put my hands on his, one on the back of his hand while he rubbed lightly at my clit, and the other on the back of the hand he was using to knead my breast and tease my nipple.  I leaned my head back, resting it on his chest and his shoulder.  I ignored the sound of Asher's voice explaining our dire situation, instead finding favor and comfort in the gentle rhythm of the shower water.
    I didn't want to stop.  I didn't want to lose Lucent.  I didn't want to leave this shower.  I wanted to stay like this forever, feel him inside of me for an eternity, be connected and together and complete for a lifetime and more.
    "Please, Lucent," I whispered.  "I don't care about anything else, but please don't leave me?  I don't want you to be arrested."
    He smiled, kissing the side of my cheek.  "I know," he said.  "Unfortunately I'm not sure there's anything more either of us can do.  I thought we had more time, but it appears my luck has run out.  Please don't be scared.  I can protect you.  They're pursuing me, not you.  You were dragged into this against your will, Miss Tanner.  It's for the best."
    We cleaned off.  I wish I could say I knew what Asher was saying, and what he and Lucent were discussing, but to be honest it was all somewhat of a blur.  The post-orgasmic bliss of my body melded seamlessly with the undertones of fear and regret building in my mind, both sensations and thoughts burying themselves in my chest and the pit of my stomach.  I felt nervous, yet excited; scared, yet aroused.  I felt... I didn't know what I felt.
    I didn't want this to happen.  I didn't want any of it to happen.  What if he'd just listened to me that day?  I told him I never wanted to go to the party.  I told him.  I didn't do well at large events, and Lucent knew that, but he told me I needed to go.  He wouldn't let me do anything else, and so I went, but...
    But maybe that was fine.  Maybe that wasn't it.  If we hadn't snuck into the secret passageways at the Landseer estate when the fire alarms went off, we... no, that wasn't true.  Maybe we wouldn't be in this exact predicament, but the thief we'd encountered would have escaped with the hard drive containing all of Lucent's secret information.
    And then what?  Would he have blackmailed Lucent?  That hard drive might have landed Lucent in trouble with the law much quicker and more easily than our flight from the mansion and subsequent hiding would have.
    What was the proper choice, then?  The correct one?  How far back did this all go?  Was there any way to stop it?
    Yes, I thought.  I could have stopped it by never falling in love with him.  I could have stopped this if I'd done the sane thing and left the library early the day of the blizzard.  Margaret tried to get me to, I remembered.  She wanted to leave early because no one had come into the library in hours, and I told her to go ahead.  She said I should come, too, but... no, I didn't.  I fell asleep instead.  On accident, of course, but when I'd woken up, Lucent was there, standing over me, staring down at me.
    That's how it all started.  I could have stopped it multiple times since then, though.  I could have left the library with Margaret.  When Lucent tried to leave me, tried to tell me that we couldn't see each other ever again, I could have stopped then, too.  I could have listened to him, could have understood him.  I didn't.  I never did.  I never listened.
    I wasn't a very good submissive.  The thought made me laugh.  That was all he wanted, but I couldn't give him that.  And all I wanted was for him to stay with me, but now it seemed like he couldn't give me that, either.
    We couldn't give each other what we wanted, and apparently we'd never be able to,