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There’d be plenty of time for fucking when we got back.

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ELLIE

Oh. My. God.

When I saw the clothes, which included running gear and multiple pairs of trainers all laid out in the dressing room, my mouth fell open.

There were several beautiful silk headscarves too.

I knew Blake said he’d get something delivered, but after I told him that the one he’d made from a pillowcase was perfect, I wasn’t expecting him to. So to see that he’d still ordered all of these for me was mind-blowing.

Last night, when I’d wrapped my hair in the make-shift headscarf, I’d felt self-conscious. It was the first time I’d ever slept over with a guy which was nerve-wracking enough and it hardly looked sexy.

But Blake didn’t even bat an eyelid. He made me feel totally at ease.

‘In case you haven’t already guessed,’ Blake said, standing in the doorway. ‘We’re going for a run.’

‘I thought you said we’re going sightseeing?’

‘We are. We’re multi-tasking.’

‘Men can do that?’ I joked.

‘Not funny.’ He scowled before his face cracked into a smile. ‘And I thought I’d demonstrated my ability to multi-task when I sucked on your clit whilst fucking you with my fingers. But if you require another demonstration, I’d be happy to oblige. After our run.’

‘Now there’s an incentive.’ I grinned. ‘But seriously, is all of this stuff really for me?’

‘Yes.’

‘How did you know my size?’ I blurted out before reasoning that he’d probably slept with so many women he knew every body shape at a glance.

‘I guessed,’ he said matter-of-factly. ‘In hindsight, I could’ve just checked the clothes you wore last night, but it didn’t matter. I guessed correctly anyway. I’m aware that I’ve ruined several of your bras and knickers, so there’s some new underwear too. And it’s good for you to wear Sated’s lingerie. Brand immersion is important.’

I was about to joke that brand immersion didn’t get much deeper than having the CEO’s dick inside me, but I decided against it. I didn’t want to be reminded that I was a walking cliché: someone who slept with the boss.

My stomach tightened.

What we’d done was insane. I should’ve left last night, but I couldn’t tear myself away. And I didn’t want to.

Blake had done so many sweet things, so I needed to just focus on that. Not the consequences of my reckless actions.

‘Thanks.’ I swallowed the lump in my throat.

After I’d quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth (with a brand-new electric toothbrush, not the cheap plastic one I was expecting), I took off his T-shirt and slid into a pair of designer leggings and a matching vest top.

Everything fitted me like a glove.

And it was so luxurious. Not like the supermarket sportswear I normally wore.

After choosing some trainers, I headed to the kitchen where Blake was dressed in a sleeveless vest and shorts.

Jesus.

I swear this man got hotter every time I looked at him.

Those muscular arms.