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For one second Adrian stood frozen in place. This had to be a dream, or some new demented torture Ellie had planned for him. His body didn’t care. In the next second, he hurled himself through his apartment like a charging elephant. Nothing was going to stop him or slow him down. He flew into his bedroom, half-believing she wouldn’t be there. That this was his brain’s illusion from lack of blood, but she was really in his room, naked and crawling onto his bed.
“Stop. Right there.” He wanted to memorize this for his old age. She was on her hands and knees, her pale, round ass in the air, begging for his hand.
She stopped and looked at him over her shoulder, her wet hair cascading around her neck and her eyes so brown they were almost black.
He wanted to jump on her and shove h
