Chapter 16
SAMANTHA
I wake up to my brother hovering over me. “Hey, sis, you want a ride home?”
Elijah walks back into the room. “She can stay here. You said you had John coming over to move some furniture at your place.”
I sit up groggily. I can’t believe I fell asleep again.
I look over at Eli, and the look he’s giving me tells me he doesn’t want me to go. “You can stay. I’d like for you to stay.”
Tomorrow is Sunday, and I would like to stay tonight. I look at my brother. “I need to finish washing my clothes. I’ll be home tomorrow.”
Kane doesn’t argue. He slides his shoes on, gives me a hug, fist-bumps Eli, and then Eli walks him to the door, locking it behind him.
I stand up as Eli comes toward me. “I’m going to go move the clothes around.”
“They’re all done. They’re hanging up in the laundry room.”
I run my hand through my hair. “Thanks, Eli. You mind if I use your shower again?”
He guides me through the house. “You don’t have to ask. Use whatever you need. I’m going to grab you another T-shirt of mine to wear.”
He grabs a towel, wash cloth, and T-shirt and puts them on the counter in the bathroom. Luckily, Kane packed underwear when he brought my clothes over, so I grab a clean pair to put on.
Eli kisses me before walking out.
I quickly tie my hair up and then wash the day off my body.
I dry off, put on the T-shirt and panties, and then clean up the bathroom.
When I walk out, I’m half expecting to find Eli waiting for me, and I’m a little disappointed that the room is empty.
I peek down the hallway, pulling the shirt down my legs.
The light is on in the spare bedroom, and I stand in the doorway. “Hey.”
He’s standing next to the bed. “Hey, honey, you need anything?”
I look between shirtless Eli and the bed. I knew he was muscled, but I didn’t realize seeing his bare skin would affect me like it is. These damn hormones. “I, uh, don’t want to take your bed again. Why don’t you sleep in there?”
He shakes his head. “No, I like the idea of you sleeping in my bed.”
I bite my lip. I turn to go but then stop myself. I may never get this chance again, and I don’t want to let it pass me by. “Eli?”
“Yeah, honey?”
I press my hands to my stomach, fitting the T-shirt over my belly. “Can I ask you something?”
He comes toward me. “You can ask me anything.”
I pull my shoulders back. “Do you—? I mean, are you attracted to me… like this?”
He coughs in surprise and stares back at me. “Are you serious?”
I shrug. “Yeah, I mean, is that weird to ask you? I’m just, gosh, I’m probably twenty-five, thirty pounds heavier, and pregnant and…”
He grabs my hand and pulls me against him. He puts my hand between his thighs, and his thick rod is bulging in my fingers. “Sweet mercy… that is…”
“Hard… for you,” Eli says. His voice is husky, and his manhood twitches. “This is how I am any time I’m around you. So yes, I’m attracted to you, Sassy.”
I lift my head to look at him. He’s let go, so I’m standing here holding him in my hand. I should pull away, but I don’t want to. “Will you come to bed with me?” I ask.
He lets out a grunt. “You sure about this, Sassy?”
I nod. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”
He bends over and lifts me up in his arms. He flips the light off in the spare bedroom and then carries me down the hallway to his room. He lays me down on the bed, turns on the lamp, and then cuts off the overhead light.
He points at his shorts. “I usually sleep in my underwear. Is that okay with you?”
I sit up in the bed, wanting to make sure he knows what I want. I don’t want him in here just to hold me. I need to be loved by him. “I prefer you sleep in nothing.”
He smiles and tilts his head. “I prefer you sleep in nothing.”
I reach over and turn the lamp off. As soon as my eyes adjust to the darkness, I wiggle onto the bed and pull my shirt up before dropping it to the floor.
Next, I lie back and slide my panties down my thighs, and Eli is there to help me.
I can make out his movements and watch as he removes his shorts and then lies next to me.
He reaches for me, pulling me to his body. His arms and legs wrap around me, and I can feel his erratic heartbeat under my cheek. He feels warm, hard, and welcoming. He pulls back and looks down at me. “The baby… the book says it’s okay, but how are you feeling? We don’t have—”
I put a hand to his chest and then slide it down his abdomen. I swear I hear him gulp. “We don’t have to what?” I ask him playfully.
He wraps his hand around my wrist and holds it in place. “I will never take my pleasure at your expense. If you want to wait and talk to the doctor first—”
I cut him off. “This is safe. We’re okay.” I clear my throat. “And after I found out about Jason cheating, I was tested. I’m safe.”
He groans. “Honey, please don’t talk about another man when you have my dick in your hand.”
I stroke him from root to tip. “If it means anything, I’ve always thought of you. Of this with you, I mean. It was wrong of me, but anyone else was just a replacement.”
When I realize what I said out loud, I know I’m going against my own rules. I kiss his chest and start to move down.
He pushes me to my back and hovers over me. “Same, Sassy. These last five years, I’ve only thought of you. I’ve dreamed about having you in my bed, and I’m afraid I might keep you here for a while.”
I sigh softly. “Please, I’m fine with that.”
He pushes my hands over my head against the bed.
He kisses my mouth thoroughly before going down my neck, my collarbone, and then suckling my breast.
“Yes,” I moan.
I pull against his hand, and he releases me. I thread my fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck.
He groans harshly against my skin and then kisses down my belly.
He pushes my thighs open and settles at the V of my legs. “Fuck, you smell good.”
I clench my eyes shut, shake my head, and sit up. “You don’t have to do that. I mean, if you don’t want to, I’m fine. I know some guys don’t like it.”
He chuckles and kisses my inner thigh. “Trust me, I want to.”
I’m ready for him to give me a few kisses, get bored, and move on, so I’m surprised when he settles in with determination.
He licks and teases me, and when he sucks my clit into his mouth, my body tenses, and I throw my head back against the pillow.
He’s relentless as he strokes me with his tongue, and when he starts to pummel his finger in and out, I nearly lose all control.
He knows it too. I’m so close, but I’m fighting it, not wanting this to be over. Not yet.
He lifts up, and when he stops, I want to scream.
“Look at me, Sass.”
I peel my eyes open and look at him. “I want you to come, baby. Don’t fight me on this; I want to make you feel good.”
I decide to be honest. “I don’t want this to be over already.”
He shakes his head, mumbling something about the asshole I’ve been with. “Honey, we’re nowhere near being over. We’re just getting started.”
I nod my head, and he dives back in. He laps at me, suckling me, kissing me and stroking me until I’m unable to hold back.
The orgasm grabs ahold of me, and my whole body lurches as it wracks through me. He doesn’t stop, though. It feels as if it lasts for minutes, and I’m exhausted when it’s over.
I’m breathing hard as Eli climbs my body and settles next to me. He kisses me, and I taste myself on him. It’s a heady mixture of me and him mixed together.
“You okay?” he asks worriedly.
I nod and smile. “Yeah.”
He kisses me again. “I’m going to go get you a water. I’ll be right back.”
He walks out of the room, his shaft thick and heavy, bobbing between his legs. I close my eyes, thinking I’ll take a second to recover and be ready for his return, but I’m relaxed, satisfied and spent, and sleep pulls me under.