Chapter 10 Head Versus Heart #2
“I knew this was coming, but a small part of me still hoped you’d change your mind.
” He smiles as he puts it in his pocket.
“Your head won over your heart. It’s not the answer I was looking for, but thank you for placating me by thinking about it.
I promise I’ll hold up my end of the bargain and let you go. ”
“Eli, you’re amazing. You deserve someone with no reservations who can give you everything in return. I wish I could be that person. For what it’s worth, this was the most difficult decision I’ve ever made.”
“And I’m sorry I forced you to make it. I knew better, but I couldn’t give you up without a fight.
” He pushes a strand of hair behind my ear and reaches behind my neck.
“Or let you leave without knowing I love you.” I’m pulled toward him, and he meets me in the middle.
We’re inches apart. “Let me make love to you one last time before you’re gone.
” He closes the distance, and our mouths dance lightly.
It feels hesitant at first. It’s a sensual kiss, teasing, touching, and parting, our breaths mingling in between.
The firm grip on the back of my neck indicates he’s holding back, taking his time to savor it all. His tongue reaches out, barely grazing my lips. The minute I feel it, my mouth opens naturally, asking for more, but he draws back slightly.
“Say yes, Cici. Allow me to love you before we say goodbye.”
I nod, barely able to speak with how choked up I am. “Okay.”
Instead of ravaging me as I expect, he continues in the same manner as before.
It’s so intimate that pangs of sadness keep pelting my chest. It’s like my heart is cracking with each touch, and I’m not sure if I can make it through this without it breaking completely.
I’m distracted from changing my mind as Eli guides me to stand and deepens the kiss.
It’s still soft but so much more at the same time.
Our tongues explore, and our hands start traveling, naturally going to disrobe the other.
His fingers graze down my back to find the zipper before carefully working it down.
As he works on that, I’m fumbling with buttons, removing his suit jacket before finally sliding his dress shirt down, feeling every solid muscle as I go.
One hand continues to grip the back of my head while his other takes its time sneaking under my dress to squeeze and massage my ass until he lowers the top, giving the same attention to my breasts.
It feels incredible, and any thoughts of stopping are miles away by now.
I’m working at his pants when his lips leave my mouth to trail down my neck, giving me goose bumps and causing my core to tighten in anticipation.
When he finds the sweet spot below my ear, I give up what I’m doing and reach up to rub my hands along his firm chest. He continues to suck and lick downward, grabbing my backside once more to pull me against him.
I’m weak in the knees and don’t think I’ll be able to stay standing much longer as my desire ramps up.
I throw my head back and moan his name as his mouth reaches my breast and pulls the nipple in.
His arm around my waist is the only thing keeping me upright.
“We should… move this… to the bed,” I suggest, barely able to form a sentence I’m so deluged with lust.
“I couldn’t agree more.” He moves back, to my body’s disappointment, and pushes the dress over my hips, letting it pool on the ground. “In case I forgot to tell you, you were absolutely stunning this evening.”
“You may have said it a time or two.” Or three or four…. I lost count at some point.
“Not enough, then,” he says, then kisses me before leading me to the bed.
“And now, you’re even more stunning. I prefer this look on you,” he teases, gently pushing me back.
“Go ahead and lie back. I need my fill.” I do as requested, watching him slowly peruse my body from head to toe, where my shoes still adorn my feet.
He pulls down the zipper that I never got to and lowers his pants, leaving his boxers on. He kicks off his shoes and socks and tosses them aside.
“Now that that’s taken care of, I’ll take care of you.”
Leaning down to lift my foot, he slowly removes my heel and massages my arch, making me purr in contentment. My eyes close as he continues to work up and down my foot. Suddenly, his tongue licks up the bottom, making me squirm and lift my head.
“Eli, you can’t do that.”
“Shhh. I want to. Close your eyes, Cici. Just feel.”
I huff and lay my head back down, closing my eyes again.
Since it’s his last night, I’ll be quiet and let him do what he wants, but what if my feet stink?
Ugh. This is crazy. Oh God, he’s sucking my big toe, and holy shit…
could I orgasm from this? My pelvis clenches at the sensation.
How is my foot affecting me there? A moan escapes.
His mouth leaves, granting me a moment to catch my breath. “See what happens when you let yourself go?”
He keeps massaging, working his way up my calf with kisses peppered in, and continues up my thigh.
He’s getting dangerously close to the place that’s yearning for him, and each time his hand almost touches it, I clench involuntarily.
My pussy is begging to be filled. And if he doesn’t do it soon, I’ll be forced to use my words.
“Your body is a work of art. Whatever you’re doing at the gym, it’s worth it. Fuck, Cici. I should have been doing this nightly for the past few months if only to sear into my memory every square inch of you.”
How can he be so sweet when I just refused to marry him? I should be lavishing him with attention, not the other way around.
I lift onto my elbows and look at him. “Eli, I think—”
“Cici, I’m not finished with you, and if you interrupt me again, I’ll have to start over.”
“But I don’t deserve this. You do.”
“I hate to pull this card, but you already turned me down once tonight. Are you denying me this as well?”
“Eli!”
He was smirking, so I knew he was just being cheeky, but that was a harsh reality to be reminded of.
“Listen, Cici, I want to touch every inch of you for as long as it takes to savor every part of your body. Just enjoy it, baby. Relax, close your eyes, and take what I give you, which I hope is so much pleasure that you’ll never forget tonight. Now go on, lie back.”
I huff again and flop down, hearing him chuckle at my petulance.
I feel guilty that he’s being so damn sweet.
I’m stuck in my head for a minute until his mouth starts sucking on my other foot, wrapping around my big toe.
I must’ve zoned out when he moved to my other one, but oh…
God… I swear I’m going insane. How in the world does this turn me on so fricking much?
I’m writhing in need the harder he sucks and swirls his tongue around. “Eli, oh God.” My pussy is pulsing.
“You wouldn’t happen to like your toes sucked on, would you, baby?” He chuckles, knowing damn well the answer based on my reaction.
He continues up the same way as the other side, ending with my legs stretched out wide. He teases me again, barely missing my core as he massages my thigh, driving my desire for more. He has nowhere else to go, and I think I’ll finally get what I want when he moves to my damn hand.
I’d be super irritated if it didn’t feel so fricking good. He grazes my breast as he gets higher on my arm, and I’m excited for him to go in that direction, hungry for more, but I should have known better. Instead, he moves to my other hand and repeats the sequence.
“Do you know how fucking sexy you are? This body… Christ. My cock is so hard for you, baby.”
He makes it to the top and straddles me, working my shoulders for a minute before finally lowering his hands and getting to my breasts.
Ahhh. This will do for now, especially the part where he’s grinding his dick against my clit.
My pelvis is matching his thrust for thrust, and all I want is him inside of me.
“Oh God, Eli. Please. This is torture. In the best way of course,” I quickly add on.
“Patience is a virtue, Cici. Didn’t the God you keep calling out to teach you that?” I can hear the smile in his voice.
“He also gave me humility, and I’m humbly asking you to move on.” At that, he laughs heartily and bends down to kiss me, pinning my hands above my head.
“I love it when you’re feisty. Makes me want to tie you up and fuck it out of you.”
“Yes, please. Just do it quickly so we can get to the good part.”
“If you’re smart, you’ll leave your hands right here, and I’ll get to something good next. I haven’t made it to every inch of you yet, but I’m close. Deal?”
“Fine, but I’m reneging if it takes too long.”
“I better keep going, then.” He devours my mouth while grinding on me, ratcheting my desire right back to where it was moments ago.
“You feel that, Cici? It’s all for you, baby.”
As I’m about to start begging, he moves down my body and starts peppering my stomach with featherlight kisses, then licking my belly button, trailing his tongue lower.
He slides my panties off as he descends further, and at the first flick of my clit, I almost lose it.
But he doesn’t continue. Instead, he climbs off the bed, taking my panties with him and removing his boxers.
Returning, he spreads my legs further and lowers his head.
His tongue slowly glides from bottom to top two times, then begins to lick, kiss, and suck in earnest, making me moan and chant his name, chasing my release.
But he stops and wipes his mouth, rising to bring his head level with mine, kissing me softly.