Chapter 8
CHAPTER EIGHT
Eli
I push myself up on my elbows and watch Raf. His gaze moves up and down me in quick swipes before he takes a step back and starts to undress.
He grabs the hem of his shirt and pulls it over his head, and my eyes go round like saucers.
Talk about being in shape.
Every last inch of him is defined. He’s all sharp, rock-hard muscles that I’m dying to get my hands and tongue on.
“Pants, too,” I say hoarsely.
He peels them down his thick thighs, and I’m unapologetically salivating by the time he straightens back up again.
And only slightly nervous about what he’ll think of me.
“Okay?” he asks, like he has some radar that detects all my emotions.
I nod.
I’m nervous, yes, but that doesn’t stop my insides from twisting up with the need to have that big body on me.
Raf’s dark blue boxer briefs can barely cover his very impressive erection.
And now I’m salivating again.
The nerves are still wreaking havoc inside my belly, but there’s a good bit of anticipation mixed with them.
He drops the underwear.
Oh. Oh God.
My dick jerks so hard it’s painful, and my heart is hammering in my chest.
“You’re very quiet,” he says.
I let out a breathless laugh. “I’m trying to remember how to be seductive.”
“You don’t have to be seductive. All I want is you,” he says, eyes all intense. “Just you.”
“Okay, but… I haven’t slept with anybody since Chris cheated on me.”
He stills. “How long has it been?”
“Like… six months or so. And it wasn’t like I was this person who got a whole lot of action even before Chris.”
Boring.
Boring.
Boring.
“I just think I should be… good. You know?”
He doesn’t say anything, just steps closer. In all his naked glory.
He takes hold of my foot and peels the sock off, sliding his thumb over the arch. I blink. I don’t think anybody’s ever touched me there. At least not like this.
“I want you,” he says. “Just you.”
All I can do is nod.
He starts to undress me, then. He slides his hands up my legs and thighs and kneels on the bed above me, cock jutting out proudly. I lick my suddenly dry lips as I wait, and his hands sneak underneath my shirt.
“Hands up,” he says in a rumbly voice.
I obey immediately, and the shirt comes off just like that. He tosses it on the floor, and next, he unbuttons my pants. The zipper sounds way louder than usual when he tugs it down. My cock presses forward, eager to get more room, and I groan at the sensation.
“You’re unbelievably sexy,” Raf says. “But I already knew that.”
I let out a shuddery breath.
He drags my pants down, taking the underwear with them.
There’s a hint of self-consciousness somewhere in the back of my mind, but it’s easy to ignore when I concentrate just on Raf and don’t let myself think too much.
“Spread your legs for me.”
It’s another command that I promptly follow.
He leans over me, cock brushing over my stomach, and kisses me. His tongue moves over my bottom lip, and I open for him. The kiss becomes wet and hot and wild, and I lose all sense of time. My hands move over his sides, gripping him and pulling him closer.
He groans and captures my wrists, holding them above my head, pushing them into the mattress.
“I can’t concentrate when you’re touching me. You make me lose my mind.”
“That’s my goal,” I pant, wiggling underneath him to get closer.
“Grab the headboard and keep your hands there.”
I swallow hard, and my cock jerks violently enough that it makes him smirk with satisfaction.
“Be good,” he says.
I nod. “Okay.”
He dips his head for another kiss, and then his hands are everywhere, all over me.
My thighs bracket his hips while he grinds against me.
His cock is between the cheeks of my ass, moving with maddening randomness, so I have to strain against him for more contact.
Every time I take my hands off the headboard, he stops kissing me and hovers above me until I’m ready to scream from frustration.
I shift so that my thighs are wrapped around him, and I cross my ankles, holding him in place. Now his cock is against the underside of my balls, and fuck, that’s good.
Raf curses and squeezes his eyes shut.
“I’m not moving my hands,” I protest.
He sends me a mock glare, and I grin back, but then his lips find the soft spot beneath my earlobe, and soon I’m not laughing anymore. He hovers above me, just his lips on my skin and nothing else, and my skin feels so sensitive even a whisper of his breath makes me shiver.
I arch my back. Our cocks brush.
Raf curses and rocks his hips against me, rubbing our cocks together.
“I want you,” he says.
“Take me, then,” I breathe out.
“I had plans.”
“We have time for all of them.”
That seems to spur him into action.
I blindly reach for the drawer, take out condoms and lube, and hand them to him. The cap clicks open. My chest falls and rises faster with my panting breaths.
“Open for me,” he says, and my thighs fall apart. He kneels between my legs and rubs my hole with the flat part of his thumb before one slick finger enters me.
My breathing gets more and more stilted the longer he explores me. His skilled fingers stretch me open. First one, then two. Then three.
I groan and cant my hips, meeting his fingers until I can’t feel anything but the raging desire that burns through me like wildfire.
“Please.” I don’t even recognize my own voice anymore.
His fingers tremble when he tears open the condom packet, and it’s hot that he wants me so much.
“You were so hot and tight around my fingers. I can’t wait to feel you squeeze my cock.” The breathlessness he delivers those words with makes it even sexier.
“I want you.”
He pushes into me slowly, watching intently, his eyes locked on where his cock is sliding into me, inch by slow inch. His dick is long and impossibly hard, so by the time he’s balls deep inside me, I need a moment.
He leans over me and kisses me until my body adjusts.
I give an experimental squeeze of my inner muscles, and he groans.
“I’m good,” I say.
I wrap my legs around him, and he starts to move. Slowly at first, with smooth, even strokes that grow faster and deeper. Sweat covers our bodies, and I moan every time he fucks into me.
It’s the kind of intense coming together of two bodies I’ve never experienced before.
Too good to prolong it after all the teasing.
He looks like some wanton god above me, his thrusts deep and steady, lightning my insides up, making me clench around him.
I rock against him, and he angles his hips until exquisite heat fills my insides. And then it’s just me and him. Two bodies, heat, and slick desire that builds and builds inside me.
I’m stretched wide open, and Raf is whispering filthy things in my ear in between kisses. My cock is trapped between our bodies, the friction on the sensitive skin almost unbearable.
The orgasm rolls over me like a tidal wave.
My ass clenches so hard with release that Raf’s hips stutter, and then he’s coming too with a loud shout.
I come so hard it hurts, and then I’m wrung dry, washed up on the shore, unable to move.
Raf wraps himself around me, presses his lips against my temple, and keeps them there.
“This was… Wow,” I whisper.
He chuckles softly. “Me too.”