Chapter Sixteen
Elias
Between the two of us, we managed to get her naked, and then all bets were off.
I gripped her smooth thighs in my hands, kissing her hard.
Then I shoved her knees up toward her shoulders and dove headfirst between her thighs.
The sun had set while we were cleaning up, and the only light was coming from the kitchen.
She was partly in shadow, but without my glasses my vision was blurry anyway.
“Going to make you come so hard,” I murmured before running my tongue over her center.
Her breath caught, and I did it again, teasing between her folds, then circling that little bundle of nerves. I worked her clit for a minute, loving the little noises she made, then sank lower, spearing my tongue inside her, thrusting in and out.
Her hands came to rest on the buzzed hair on the top of my head, and she slid her fingers over the short strands. I rested my hands on the insides of her knees, holding her wide open for me to feast on.
I wanted to leave her breathless, to make her come hard and fast, to have her clamp her thighs around my ears as I gave her a finish like she’d never had.
With that in mind, I sucked her clit hard.
The way she cried out was music to my ears, so I kept at it, sucking hard then sliding into her with my tongue.
I shoved the messy blankets out of the way, then moved one hand up to tease her bare breasts.
She thrust her hips up to meet my face before every muscle in her body tightened, and she was coming.
“Holy shit, Elias,” she murmured as she rode my face, drawing out every drop of pleasure I could give her.
When she sank back to the mattress, I pulled back, wiping my mouth with my hand and bringing my chest down to rest against hers.
I kissed her, softer this time, slower, even as my throbbing cock twitched against her stomach.
“How do you want it?” I asked.
“However. I just want you.”
“Protection?”
She shook her head. “I have condoms, but I’m clean and on the pill.”
“I’m clean too.”
She smirked. “Then let’s do this without.”
I grabbed her thigh and yanked it over, flipping her onto her stomach.
Her ass was a perfect curve that I ran my hand over before pulling her hips back and lining my cock up with her entrance.
I was dripping precum, desperate to feel her and in shock that this was happening at all.
I channeled all of that feeling into pressing myself against her entrance and slowly sliding inside.
She let out a groan, or maybe it was me. Her heat hugging me was perfect. My hips resting against the curve of her ass was like nothing I had felt before.
Then I started to move. Shallow at first, slowly.
Her skin against mine was warm and soft.
The smell of her was all around me. The cabin could be in the middle of a city, in the middle of the forest, or on the moon.
It didn’t matter because it was just the two of us.
And this time it wasn’t a performance. We weren’t doing it to scare away Teddy.
We were doing it because we wanted to. To mark the start of something new.
Layne thrust her hips back, clearly impatient with the pace I’d set.
I gripped her hips harder, my thumbs digging into the meat of the top of her ass cheeks, and I picked up the pace.
Rather than leisurely thrusting in and out, I snapped my hips hard, hitting her as deep as I could go.
The moan she made let me know this was exactly what she wanted.
Over and over, I snapped my hips, holding her tight, not wanting to let her go.
She took everything I threw at her and groaned for more.
She was perfect.
Heat built at the base of my spine, fire licking up the backs of my thighs, and I knew this wasn’t going to last. With her on her stomach, I wasn’t sure if I could work her clit, but I tried anyway.
I wedged one hand under her body and found that spot.
I circled it repeatedly as I thrust. My technique was sloppy, but based on the sound she was making, I didn’t think it mattered.
“Elias, I’m close,” she said, her voice sounding strained as she buried her face into the pillow.
“Me too, honey, me too.”
I concentrated on the simple motion of it.
My finger going in a circle, my hips pulling back and forth.
My lower back felt the strain, my thighs quaked, and the one arm that was holding up my weight trembled.
It was all the perfect distraction so I could get her off before I fell over the edge myself.
She ground her hips down against my hand a few times, and her inner muscles clenched around me as she came again.
“Oh, shit.”
The movement of my hips went off rhythm. It was too much, and the hug of her was the last straw before I tumbled over the edge myself. My cock throbbed and pulsed inside her, filling her, claiming her.
Being with her was different than being with anyone else.
We knew each other as friends before we knew each other as anything else.
In some ways, we even practiced the physical before we got to do it for real.
Because of that, our first time together was more.
There was no awkward fumbling, no barrier between us.
I marked her, gripping her hips, and filling her.
I could feel her chest rising and falling rapidly under me and I pulled carefully out before letting my arm collapse and falling on my side next to her on the mattress.
I was worn out. I felt like I’d run a marathon, but in the best possible way.
I reached my hand over and ran it reverently over her bare skin, down the curve of her spine and over the globes of her.
She was perfect. Beautiful and strong, and if I was reading the situation right, she was also mine.