28. Elijah
Chapter twenty-eight
Elijah
A knock at the door startled me from the baseball game I was watching. I opened the door while still looking back at the TV.
“Am I early?” My attention snapped back around. I looked at the beautiful girl standing at my door. Brielle leaned over and looked around me, seeing all the guys.
“Right on time. They were just leaving.”
Link looked up. “We were?”
Brielle stepped in and dropped her bag on the floor. “Aubrey is waiting for you in the car, Link.”
He stood, swallowing the rest of his beer. “That would be my cue. Bye, fuckers. See you at the bachelor party.”
All the other guys followed suit until it was just Brielle and me. I looked down, taking in everything Brielle brought with her. “You bought groceries?”
She smiled shyly. “I thought you could teach me to cook. I mean, we could cook together.”
I laced my fingers into her hair, pulling her face to mine. I kissed her and spoke against her lips. “What are we making?”
“I wanted to make one of my dad’s specialties. Smash Burger Tacos.”
My mouth instantly watered. “I can’t fucking wait. Where do you want me to start, chef?”
“Um, you could start by showing me where everything is.”
I picked her up and sat her on the kitchen island, kissing her deeply. “I need a little bit of you first.”
Her legs wrapped snugly around me, and she pulled me in even closer. “I think we could start there,” she said with confidence. Our tongues met and intertwined. Her fingers ran through my tousled hair and tugged.
“Fuck, I’ve missed touching you,” I mumbled.
Her beautiful green eyes bore into me. “Then touch me.”
“As you wish, beautiful.”
She began kissing my neck as I walked us toward my room. I paused at the doorway. “Is my room okay? Or do you want to go back into the living room?”
She smirked, and she rubbed her hips into me. “Throw me on the bed, Eli.”
I let out a groan. “Fuck, I am the luckiest man in the world right now.”
She squealed with laughter as I lightly threw her onto the bed as she had requested. I climbed on top, straddling her, and began kissing down her jaw to her collarbone.
She was letting out small huffs and moaning as my mouth moved over her. I made eye contact with her as I spoke against the swell of her small breast, “Can I kiss you here?”
She opened her eyes, made eye contact, and nodded in approval.
I sat her up and pulled her shirt off. I spent a moment admiring her choice of red lace bra as I reached behind her, unhooked it, and pulled it off.
I looked up at the ceiling. “Thank you, Jesus.”
She chuckled, pushing up on her elbows to look at me. “You don’t even believe in God.”
“I do right now. There is no other explanation for how fucking beautifully perfect you are.”
My mouth latched onto her small, pink nipple. I blew on the wet spot before moving to the other nipple.
“Holy shit,” she moaned.
I smiled against her as I kissed her below her breasts and ran my tongue down her stomach to her pierced belly button. I whispered against her stomach. “What do you want me to do?”
I looked up at her through hooded eyes. She stayed quiet. I moved my body back up so we were face to face. “I need you to tell me what you want. I don’t want to go too far.”
“I want your mouth on me.”
My eyebrows went up in surprise. I didn’t expect that at all. I thought we were going to focus on things we had already done. “Where do you want my mouth, Brielle? Be specific.”
She took my hand and placed it on her pussy. “I want you to taste me here.”
I let out a low moan as my dick hardened. “Are you sure, baby?”
She nodded. “Yes.” I watched her for a few more seconds to be sure. “Now, before I chicken out, please.”
I bit my lip. “My demanding girl gets whatever she wants.”
I slowly pulled her leggings and underwear down, keeping my eyes on her face to make sure this was okay the entire time. Her look never strayed.
“Are you sure about this?”
She nodded. “Very.”
As she laid back, I bent my head down to kiss the inside of her knee.
I slowly moved toward her thighs, and her breathing became more labored, her small breasts rising and falling rapidly.
I reached up to grip one of them as I kissed the inside of her thigh and groaned.
Her fingers laced into my hair and pushed me closer to her clit. “Patience, baby,” I mumbled.
She let out a strained, annoyed sigh. “Hurry…please. I need you!”
I smiled up at her, and her cheeks pinked. I moved my body up to kiss her. “You got me.”
Brielle
He kissed down my body, and my heart fluttered so hard it felt like it was going to beat out of my chest.
“I am going to go slow, okay?”
Before I could answer, two of his fingers entered me and curved up. I was about to protest that I asked for his mouth and not his fingers, but then I felt his rough, wet tongue flick my clit, causing me to flinch.
“Are you okay?” His hot breath warmed my center.
“Yes,” I breathed. “It just surprised me.”
“If you say stop. We stop.” He curled his fingers even further into me.
I moaned. “Don’t stop.”
I dug my fingers further into his hair as he got into a rhythm. I had never felt such a heightened sensation before in my life. Is that what I had been missing, or is it only that good because of him?
He did some twisty thing with his tongue and hummed against my clit.
It sent such a rush through me that I couldn’t even tell him I was going to cum.
It was fast and hard. My back bowed off the bed, and he pushed my stomach down to hold me there.
My legs convulsed. “Holy fuck, Eli!” I moaned through my orgasm.
Tears streamed down both sides of my face.
He continued to clean me up with his mouth. When he was done, he sat up and wiped his mouth before coming back up to me and leaning in to kiss my cheek. He kissed where my tears fell. “Baby,” he whispered.
“Sorry I didn’t give you a warning,” I said, feeling a little embarrassed.
He let out a low chuckle as he kissed my neck. “I don’t need a warning, baby. I wouldn’t have changed a thing.” He nuzzled his neck into mine as concern flashed over his face. “What's wrong, baby? Why are you crying?”
“I don’t know. I feel overwhelmed. I think—”
He sat up, pulling me into him. “Baby, I am so sorry.”
I pulled him into a kiss. “No. It’s a good overwhelming feeling.
It's like I am finally okay. I am finally putting my pieces back together or something.” I let out an embarrassed laugh and looked down, pulling the blanket over my naked body.
I suddenly felt exposed. “I know that sounds stupid. I know this is so normal for you, but I—”
He lifted my chin. “Nothing you say will ever be stupid.” He quickly kissed me and kept his face near mine. “This isn’t normal. I have never felt this kind of attraction toward anyone. This is different for me, too.” He kissed me. “Thank you, Brielle.”
I pulled back just enough to look at him. “For what? You did all the work.”
He kissed my lips tenderly and then peered into my eyes. “For trusting me like this. Thank you for being mine.”
A warm rush of emotions ran through me, and tears filled my eyes again. My mind started swirling with all the what-if questions, just like it had yesterday when we made our relationship official. “Eli…what if we do all of this, and then it doesn’t work out? What if I do something to fuck it up?”
“You could never fuck this up. If anyone is going to mess this amazing thing up, it will be me.”
“But what if—”
“Brielle. What if it works?”
I straddled him, pulling the blanket with me. At that moment, I realized Eli was still fully dressed, and my still throbbing clit was brushing up against his jeans.
I leaned down to kiss him, rocking my hips for some friction. “Why are you so dressed?” I whispered.
He pushed the hair away from my face. “I didn’t exactly need to be naked for what I just did, now did I?” He raised an eyebrow and grinned.
I sat up and put my hands on his shirt, tugging on it for him to take it off. “What if I need you naked for what I want to do?”
He chuckled as his shirt went over his head. “Oh, yeah? And what exactly are you wanting to do to me, pretty girl?”
My seductive performance faltered a little. I was trying so hard to be confident. When I didn’t speak, he sat up. I was still straddling him, but now he was sitting up on the edge of the bed. “What do you want, Brielle? All you have to do is ask, and it’s yours.”
I bit my lip, trying to hide my smile. “I want you to teach me how to give you what you like. I've never given a blowjob.”
He did his best to hide his surprise. “Never?”
“Well, I guess I have given one blowjob if you want to count it, but it was his first time doing it too, so it was fast, and I don’t even remember what happened. I think I blocked it out, honestly.”
I felt his cock twitch beneath me. He pulled me into a deep kiss, then whispered against my lips. “Let's go with never. I like thinking I'm the only one for you. Even if it's not completely true.”
I pulled my face back to look into his eyes. “You are, ya know?” He looked confused. “The only one for me. You are the only person I have ever been comfortable with. You are the only person to make me feel seen and heard. You are special to me, Eli.”
He moved the blanket to rest on my hips as he ran his hands up my bare back and pulled me into him, brushing his lips on my chest. He placed a small, tender kiss on the swell of each of my breasts before he looked up at me with a look I’d never seen before.
“I—” he swallowed. “I really fucking like you.”
I giggled, continuously running my hands through his hair. “I really fucking like you, too.” I bent my head down to his ear. “Now take off your damn pants, and put your cock in my mouth.”
He let out a long “Fuuuuck!” He picked me up and put me on my feet in front of him before he stood. He looked down at me, kissing my nose. He moved his mouth near my ear and sternly, yet seductively, growled, “I think you should take them off for me.”