31. Callie
thirty-one
Callie
The plea for Eli to fuck me falls from my lips in a desire-filled whimper as I gyrate my hips over his hard cock.
Who even am I right now?
I’m dry humping the man I love, wearing a sub collar. Not just anyone’s collar. Eli’s.
I’m his. Officially.
The thought has my clit pulsing and my core dripping with arousal. I never imagined Eli to be so … kinky. To be fair, he’s not kinky in the “let me ball gag and whip you” kind of way. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. It’s hot to watch. I have porn-hubbed a video or two in the past, but this is different. This is still relatively kinky in an possessive, controlling way that makes my pussy weep, my heart swoop in my chest, and my knees wobble.
“Fuck, Callie. Slow down, baby.” Eli stills my bucking hips with his large palms as he kisses and sucks on my neck. His thumbs dip down the crease of my thigh to my pussy, running along the thin, lacey fabric between my legs.
I lift my head off his shoulder and bring my mouth to his in a dirty, wet kiss. Our tongues grapple and swirl in a fierce embrace that sends electricity shooting through my limbs before it settles between my legs in a pool of lust.
Gripping his hair, I tug, erasing every bit of space between us. Eli’s finger slips under the lace string at my hip, brushing it back and forth, teasing my sensitive skin as he plants kisses down my neck and towards my breasts.
He pulls down the top of my dress, releasing my tits, and inhales sharply in surprise. “Fuck, no bra.”
A fire in my core builds as he takes a nipple into his mouth and groans. The sexy grunts he makes as he nips and sucks vibrate through my body. Each swirl of his tongue over the tight bud adds fuel to the fire building inside me.
“Yes,” I hiss.
His hot mouth on my body feels so good. I’m so close to coming I can feel my pussy clench with every pull of my nipple.
Like he has a direct line to my sex and knows I’m close, Eli pops off the tip and switches sides, forcing my body to start the delicious process all over again. This time, he slips his finger through my slit with a featherlight touch, sending shockwaves through me. My body shivers as he taps his finger over my clit—once, twice. The pressure disappears, as does my orgasm.
“Elijiah.” My voice cracks with lust and pent-up frustration.
“Calliope.”
“Please,” I keen in frustration as I close my eyes and swivel my hips again.
Eli’s finger stills between my pussy lips as he bites one nipple and pinches the other between his fingers. His hands and mouth are nowhere and everywhere at the same time, driving me wild. “You’re going to need to learn patience, princess. I will never hurry with you. I haven’t spent the last two years fucking my fist to images of you bent over, spread open, and on your knees for me to rush our first time. Do you need reminding who’s in charge?” He releases my nipple and slips his finger through the ring at my throat.
My eyes snap open, meeting his mismatching blue-green eyes that swim with desire.
“Who’s in charge, Callie?”
My body responds to the dominance in his voice as easily as a light switch. The water in my mouth dries, my pussy stealing every ounce of liquid in my body. “You are,” I croak.
“Good girl.”
A moan tickles the back of my throat at his praise.
Eli smirks knowingly, and all I want is for him to use his mouth in other ways. He shakes his head like he knows what I’m thinking. “I own your pleasure, and tonight, I’m going to take my time. I’m going to map every freckle and taste every inch of your skin. I’m going to memorize every sound you make, every hitch of your breath, and every spasm and quiver your body makes as I slide my fingers, my tongue, and my cock through your pussy. There isn’t a spot on your body I won’t know by morning. Now, do you think you can be a good girl and stay still for me?”
“Yes.”
“Eyes on me.”
I obey.
Eli slides the fabric of my panties to the side and slips his finger through my pussy, gathering my arousal on the tip before slowly pushing it inside me. My mouth falls open on a groan as he curls his finger forward. “You’re so fucking tight. I’m going to have to work you extra hard to make sure you can take my cock.”
His thumb grazes my clit as he works another digit inside me. My body clenches around him as he scissors his fingers. My thighs shake as he pumps his fingers inside me, making the muscles in my pussy quake with pleasure.
“That’s it, Callie. Let it build, my love, but don’t come yet.”
My love. At the endearment, I almost lose the fight to the pressure as it coils in my lower belly, but I push back like he demanded.
“Just like that, baby. Push it back one more time for me.” He pumps his fingers slower before freezing deep inside me. Tears tingle in the back of my eyes as my orgasm crests the edge. “So fucking good, Callie. My perfect girl, holding off just like I asked. Are you ready to come?”
My responding yes is a pained groan.
“Go on, then. Move those hips and fuck my hand.”
He slightly curls his fingers forward as I lift my hips up and slam down on his stiff hand, fucking myself with his digits. My clit bumps the pad of his thumb with every fall as his fingers scrape the perfect spot on my inner walls. The tension deep inside me snaps and I come, hard, with a scream.
Eli covers my mouth with his, swallowing my moans of pleasure. I ride the waves of my orgasm, and grind down on him until I’m a boneless, wet mess. He sucks on my tongue, and I swear I could come again.
Removing his hand from my pussy, he snaps my underwear back into place and breaks our kiss. He brings his soaking-wet fingers to his lips and spreads my cum over them before slipping them into his mouth.
I watch as he licks and sucks his digits clean with an approving growl. “Delicious. You taste sweet, like honey. I could drink from your cunt every day.”
My cheeks flame, but my pussy muscles contract in delight at his dirty talk. The way he speaks to me is unreal and so hot. My body agrees as arousal drips down my thighs. I fight the urge to throw myself at him and ride him like a stallion.
“I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to you saying things like that.”
Eli chuckles darkly as he brushes a strand of my hair back behind my ear, grazing my chin with his thumb. “I kind of hope you don’t. I like how your cheeks blush and it travels down to here.” He whisks the tops of my tits with his fingertips before lifting the fabric of my dress up.
I glance around the tent, thankful no one can see inside.
“Don’t worry, I’d never let anyone see you. Only I get to see you come.”
A mumbled, “Good,” is all I can manage. I don’t want anyone but Eli.
“Are you still hungry?”
I shake my head. “Not for food.”
“Is that right?” Eli grins. His cocky tone should annoy me, but all it does is make me needy for more of him. “Then I better do my job and fill you up.”
Fill me up? Inhuman moans escape me, and I almost come again as I imagine him filling me up with his thick cock.
“Oh, my dirty girl likes that idea, doesn’t she?”
I nod frantically. “So, so bad.”
“Hold on tight, princess.”
With my arms and legs wrapped around his body like a spider monkey, Eli carries me inside. One hand grips my ass, while he uses the other to swipe a white paper bag off the counter, and strides straight toward the bedroom without a hitch. He tosses the bag on the bedside table and bends down for me. My legs fall from around his waist, and land on the soft carpet underfoot.
Eli tilts my chin up and pecks my lips. “You’re so beautiful.”
A kaleidoscope of butterflies soar in my stomach. “Back at you, handsome.” I raise onto my tiptoes and kiss him.
He tugs on the dress strap on my shoulder. “If you don’t want me to ruin your dress, I need you to take it off.”
For a second, I give it a thought but think better of it. I love this dress. As soon as I saw it, I knew I had to have it. It will always be my favorite dress because I wore it on our first date, and the look of awe in Eli’s eyes when he saw me in it is a memory I will cherish forever.
I spin around. “I need help with the zipper.”
“Hmm.” He peppers my neck with kisses as his warm fingers caress my back before sliding the zipper down.
The straps fall over my shoulders, and I cup my boobs. Glancing at Eli over my shoulder, I discover his eyes are glued to the T of my lace thong.
“Oh, shoot.”
Eli twirls me around. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I just forgot my shopping bags at Rylann’s house.” A smile pulls at my lips.
I had so much fun with the girls. The three of them showed up wearing wigs to keep me hidden while we shopped. I never laughed so hard in my life as we tried on dresses and lingerie at their favorite boutique.
“They made me buy something special for tonight.”
“Is that right?” Eli grips my hands. “Can I?”
I nod as he pries the dress from my hands and lets it fall to the floor in a pool at my feet, leaving me in only in a lavender thong and nude heels.
“Stunning.” His eyes light my skin on fire as they roam my body from head to toe. He places a hand on my hip and hinges over, running his nose up my neck. Goosebumps erupt across my skin. “Tell me about your purchase.”
My breath hitches as his fingers find my nipple and tweak it, making me purr like a damn kitten.
Eli steps behind me, pressing my back into the brick wall of his chest and slides his other hand down the valley of my breasts, hooking his thumb over the top of my thong as his fingers brush over my clit. “Callie?”
“Hmm?”
“Tell me what you bought.” Eli doesn’t stop his sensual torture, flicking my clit over the lace gusset.
Hooking my arm around his neck, I tilt my head to the side to give him better access. “Are you sure you want me to spoil the surprise?”
He hums, nipping at my earlobe. “Good point. We’ll pick it up tomorrow so you can wear it for me then.”
My body flushes with prickly desire and anticipation.
“How do you feel?”
“Needy.”
Eli chuckles as he pulls the pins out of my hair, letting it fall around my shoulders. “I know, princess. I meant your back. How does your back feel?”
I grind my ass against the steel pipe in his jeans, eliciting a deep grunt in his chest. “More than fine. Dancing felt good today. I even managed a drop side split with no problem.”
“I saw. My cock almost split my pants when I saw your legs spread wide.” He pumps his hips into my backside in emphasis. “Made me wish you were drop splitting onto my dick instead.”
I grin at the salacious vision he paints. “Who knew you were such a dirty old man?”
“I can be a hell of a lot dirtier if you’re not careful.” Hand cupping my pussy, Eli walks me toward the bed until my knees touch the mattress. “Hands on the bed.”
I love how Eli can go from dominant to playful, to serious and back, in a snap.
“Yes, sir.” Doing as he asks, I hinge at the hips and press my hands into the cool comforter, my hair falling like a curtain around me. Wiggling my ass in the air, I wait for his instructions. I’m grateful all the arnica and ice pads worked, clearing away the bruises on my back. I doubt Eli would lay a finger on me if they weren’t gone. His protective streak runs deep.
“Fuuuck.” He places a warm palm in the center of my back. Skimming his fingers down the ridges of my spine to the top of my thong, he tugs at the band, digging it into my skin. “You don’t have to call me sir, but hearing you say it makes my cock hard as fuck.”
“Sir likes it?” My smile turns into a moan as his finger dips under the fabric of my panties and through the top half of my crack. My breath hitches in excitement as Eli makes a second pass, pulling my thong lower over my butt cheeks.
“So fucking much. You’re making me want to skip ahead.” Eli’s hands disappear, and the swish of fabric behind me has my thighs clenching.
My imagination goes wild with thoughts of Eli stripping out of his shirt. “I’m okay with that.”
Eli can go fast or slow. All I want is for him to touch me. He has my clit throbbing as he amplifies the suspense.
“Not a chance, naughty girl.” He taps my right foot. “Lift.”
Shifting to my left, I lift my right foot. He slips off my high heel and repeats the process on the left. The air moves behind me, fanning across my skin and making me shiver.
“Before we start, I want you to come up with a safe word.”
“Why do I need a safe word?” My pulse races as my nerves fray with anxiety. “I thought safe words were for, uh, more kinky things.”
Eli tilts my chin to the side, boring his hooded eyes into mine. The love and tenderness in his gaze soothe my jitters. “They are. But I want you to have one too. I want you to know that, no matter what, you are in control. Even though I only want to give you pleasure, it might get too intense, and if it gets to be too much for you, I want you to have a way to make it all stop. I take your safety and wellbeing seriously, princess. So pick a safe word and use it if you need to. No matter what’s going on, I will stop immediately.”
How does he do that? Make me feel so sexy and wanted while also feeling loved and cherished at the same time? A tear slips out of the corner of my eye, and Eli swipes it away with a gentle brush of his thumb.
“Rainbow,” I whisper.
A slow grin spreads across his handsome face. “Rainbow it is.” He leans down, pecks my lips, and turns my head, facing me forward again. “Now, stay still,” he warns.
His body heat disappears, and I miss him immediately. My ears prick at his every sound, which makes it harder for me to stand still. The wait is killing me.
Eli startles me when he wraps his warm hands around my ankles and skates them up the back of my legs.
Is he on his knees? Every nerve in my body prickles with desire and anticipation. When he said he was going to take his time, he meant it.
He grips my thong, and with an achingly slow tug, Eli finally drags my panties down my legs and helps me out of them. With his thumbs, he spreads me open and moans.
In this position, I should probably be embarrassed at being exposed, but I’m not. He makes me feel sexy and powerful. Desired. I spread my legs further apart, opening myself to him.
“I’ve never seen a prettier pussy in my life. So pink and wet. Needy and swollen.” He blows a breath across my soaked slit before his tongue taps my clit with a flourish. He then glides it up the center of my pussy with a growl. “You taste so good, like berries dipped in honey.” He buries his face in my pussy and eats me, spearing my hole with his tongue as he laps at my arousal.
The coil in my lower belly grows heavy. My hips have a mind of their own as I grind my pussy against his mouth. “Yes,” I hiss as Eli sucks my clit, pushing me closer to the edge.
My body quivers and then … nothing. In a flash, Eli’s mouth is gone. My arousal pools and drips down my thighs.
“Stay still, princess. Move, and I’ll stop again.”
“Okay.”
I’m a panting mess as Eli begins his slow torture again. He fucks my pussy with his mouth, lapping and sucking like a man starved. He moves back to my clit and pinches it with his fingers. My hips jump, and I yelp as a numbing fire flows through me.
“Fuckity-fuck. Don’t stop.”
Eli chuckles darkly. “I said stay still.”
He totally did that on purpose.
“I’m sorry. Please don’t stop.” I take a cleansing breath as I grip the comforter between my fingers.
Again, Eli flattens his tongue on my clit, swirling the swollen bud before furiously flicking the sensitive nerves. My pleasure climbs almost to the peak, pulsing, almost getting there when he backs off, licking a line from my clit to the sensitive ring of my asshole. The sensation is foreign but feels amazing, and I soak up the attention, remaining still.
I groan in frustration as Eli stops again. I don’t dare move, even though I can feel his smug smirk press against my pussy.
“Such a good fucking girl, following my directions.”
“Oh god.” My thighs tense, and my pussy gushes in response.
“Now, turn around and sit on the edge of the bed.”
I do as he says and find him shirtless, on his knees, his jeans undone and open. For me.
He crawls forward, lifting my feet onto his shoulders. My body shivers as he spreads my legs wide, brings his nose to my slit, and inhales. I’m unable to control the desire he evokes from my body, and my eyes roll to the back of my head. “Since you’ve been such a good girl, I’m going to reward you with an orgasm. Soak my fucking face with your cum. I want to drown in your sweet juices.”
My whole core throbs as he returns his mouth to my pussy, working me into a frenzy. As Eli swirls his tongue around my clit, he slips two fingers inside me. After all his edging, the double sensation alone could probably send me over the edge. When he curls his fingers, strokes that spot deep inside me, and sucks my clit into his mouth, I’m done.
My body snaps, and I shatter into a million fiery, orgasmic pieces. I scream his name and ride his mouth as I experience the biggest, and best, orgasm I have ever had.
I have no words. All I can do is feel as Eli pushes my legs apart and laps at my sensitive pussy.
“Holy… Oh my… That was—”
“Only the beginning.” He kisses my clit one last time then peppers kisses over my stomach, chest, breasts, and neck before covering my mouth with his.
He kisses me deeply and shoves his tongue into my mouth, so I can taste myself on his lips. The sweet and erotic taste turns me on. We devour each other as I hook my feet in the top of his jeans and boxers and push them down over his ass. I moan into his mouth as his cock springs free and the tip slaps my clit.
Eli rips his mouth from mine to kick off his pants and boxers. His cock stands proudly, pointing at me. At this angle, I can see that his dick is a lot bigger than I thought. I can’t help but wonder if it will fit. I’ve only been with one other guy and let’s just say, compared to Eli, he was not packing heat.
“You’re fucking huge. How?” I turn my head to the side, trying to figure out a way in which I can take him.
“Oh, he’ll fit. Your pussy was made to take this cock.” He grips his dick and strokes himself. It’s hot as hell to watch his large hand engulf his shaft and pleasure himself. “See something you like, princess?”
I nod, unable to tear my eyes away. His cock is glorious. The perfect length to girth ratio. My mouth waters as a bead of precum pools at the mushroom tip.
“Move up and put your head on the pillow.”
Lifting onto my elbows, I slide my butt back until I’m near where he wants me and drop onto my back.
On his knees, Eli climbs between my open legs. I spread them wider, and he tuts. “Not so fast. What are we doing tonight?”
Such a tease, and I love it.
“Taking our time,” I respond. My breaths are choppy as Eli gropes my tits in his palms.
“Good answer.” He drops onto his elbows, caging me in as he lavishes my nipples with his tongue. His mouth trails over every dip and curve of my body.
My skin is agonizingly sensitive and prickly. The lyrics I wrote for him play in my head as Eli brings them to life.
I yearn for you. Your touch is a fire, burning, scorching, flooding desire.
His touches are a passionate inferno. What I didn’t imagine was how his touch would make me feel safe and loved. How his touch would reach down to my soul and mend the pieces stripped away and stolen from me. That he would give me the strength I need to help me find my voice again.
His head dips between my legs, and my body overrides my brain before turning it off. I groan, getting lost in the way the man between my legs makes me feel.
He laps at my dripping center with a guttural groan. “Hold on tight, baby. Pull my hair and grind that sweet cunt of yours all over my face until you come.”
I grip his hair and tug as he covers my pussy with his mouth and fucks me with his tongue.
“Elijiah,” I shout and mumble his name between pants. I’m wound so tight that when his tongue lashes at my clit, I smash his face into my pussy and come apart on his tongue like he asked.
“Fuck, I love when you scream my name. I’m so fucking hard for you.” Eli licks up every drop of my arousal, until I can’t take any more, and nudges his head away. He grips my wrist and presses it into the mattress. “I’m not done, Callie. Or are you using your safe word?”
“No. Don’t stop.” My clit is so sensitive, but if he stops his sensual assault, I might die.
“Give me one more, Callie.”
“Oh god, I don’t know if I can.”
“You can and you will.” Eli grabs the pillow beside me and, lifting my hips, slides it under me, changing the angle. “I promise I’ll make this one quick. If the pressure gets too intense, you can say ‘rainbow’ or you can relax your pelvic muscles and embrace it. But I really hope you let go and ride the pressure to the end.”
He slips back between my legs and throws them over his shoulders. He blows a hot breath on my glistening core.
My pussy spasms in anticipation of his magical mouth. “Fuuuck.” I throw my head back.
“Eyes on me, my little bluebird. It’s time for you to sing.” He hovers above my pussy with a hungry look on his face. A stream of spit falls from his lips and lands on my clit with a warm splash.
My core visibly throbs from the erotic display, which earns me a devilish grin from the sexiest man alive.
Why the fuck was that so hot?
The question disappears like ether as he dips his head and tongues my pussy, spreading his spit through my folds, all while keeping his eyes locked on mine. “This pussy belongs to me. Only me.”
“Yes,” I hiss. “Only you.”
I’ve already had two earth-shattering orgasms, but when he begins his carnal assault this time, it’s different. He flicks the sensitive bundle of nerves with his tongue while simultaneously fucking me with two fingers. Now, the tension that pools in my belly is lower and more intense. It sits deep below the surface, under my clit and behind my pubic bone. The pressure Eli spoke of intensifies, and I have the strange urge to pee.
“What in the… Oh god.” I thrash from side to side as the string connecting the two sensations stretches to the brink of breaking.
“Fuck, Callie, you’re strangling my fingers. Let go. Embrace it.” He curls his digits forward and taps the spot behind my clit. His tongue moves faster and he matches the pace with his fingers, pumping them faster, adding more pressure to the front of my walls. “Keep your eyes on me, princess.”
The stimulation is almost too much to keep my eyelids open, but my body only has one goal: to obey Eli. I unclench and, in a rush of sparkling energy, the string snaps. I watch as water gushes out of me in a stream.
As quickly as he can, Eli sits on his knees and pulls my hips up, soaking his cock in my…
“What the fuck is that?”
“That was you squirting all over my dick like a good girl.” Eli strokes his drenched cock as liquid drips down his pelvis and thighs. “Thank you.”
I bark a breathy laugh. “You’re thanking me for letting you give me the best orgasm I’ve ever had?”
Eli crawls up the length of my body and places his palms on either side of my head. He dunks his head, sprinkling kisses across my neck. “Yeah, baby. I am. It’s a gift watching you come. Fuck, I could watch you fall apart a million times and never tire of seeing your mouth fall open, your eyes glaze over, your breath hitch, and your pussy spasm. It’s a beautiful sight to see.” He hooks his finger in my chain. “I feel privileged witnessing an angel during her divine ascent to heaven.”
My hussy of a vagina throbs at his praise. “I need you inside me. Right now, Eli. Please.”
“I love it when you beg.” Eli reaches for the paper bag and pulls out a box of condoms.
I grab his wrist. “Don’t. I want you inside me. Nothing between us.”
“Are you sure?”
I’ve never been surer about something in my life. “Yes. I’m clean and on the shot, so I’m safe.”
A flash of emotion that might be disappointment crosses Eli’s face. The look is gone as quickly as it came.
He shakes his head and turns his smoldering smile on me. “I’m clean. I’ve never gone without before.” He slides his cock through my slippery core.
“Me neither.” I lift my hips, notching the fat tip of his cock at my entrance.
“Fuck, princess. You don’t know what hearing that does to me, knowing I get to be your first and last.”
My last.
I didn’t think I could fall more in love with Eli, but he proves me wrong every time. My heart does a somersault in my chest, and my stomach dips.
“Fuck me, Eli. Make me yours.”
He slips an arm under my knee and pushes it to the side. His cockhead slips in an inch, spreading me around his girth. “You were mine the moment I caught you in my office. We just didn’t know it yet.”
“I love you, Elijiah.” The words fall from my lips like a prayer.
“I love you too, Calliope.”
Eli thrusts his hips forward, and my pussy welcomes the intrusion of his thick cock with a pinch of pain and a lot of throbbing pleasure. Eli was right. I was made for him. He fits perfectly inside me, filling me completely.
“Your cunt feels so good wrapped around my cock. So tight and wet. I’m never leaving this pussy.” He pulls out to the tip, only to thrust back in.
We both groan in bliss as he slowly fucks me. He swivels his hips with every upward thrust, grinding his pelvis against my clit and making my pussy spasm.
“Yes, squeeze my dick just like that. Choke it with your tight cunt. Go on, suck the cum out of me.” He growls as I clench his cock, sucking him in deeper.
His thrusts are rhythmic and steady as he pounds into me. He places my calf on his shoulder and slides his hand behind my ass to lift my hips higher, staring deep into my eyes.
The sound of our wet skin slapping is music to my ears—a sensual melody that swirls around us. The notes ascend with each delicious thrust of his hips, pushing my body and the music to its crescendo.
“I-I’m going to come. Are you?”
Eli grips my neck, placing his thumb on the ring. The possessive move is like a match strike, lighting my flame. “I’m right there with you, princess. I’ll let go if you let go.”
No need to tell me twice. I dig my fingers into Eli’s shoulders and arch my back so he hits that spot deep inside me. He picks up his pace, his thrusts growing erratic as he chases his orgasm with me.
I writhe beneath him, and with his intoxicating ocean woodsy scent surrounding me, I lose it. I fly over the edge, squeezing every muscle in my pussy, taking Eli with me. He comes deep inside me with an animalistic growl.
Eli crushes his mouth to mine in a hard kiss, swallowing my cries of pleasure. His hot cum paints my walls as he fucks me through our orgasms, his thumb still pressed into my throat in a possessively sexy move that makes my heart flutter. We are a panting mess of rubber limbs and sweat.
Like he never wants to break our connection, Eli rolls onto his back with his cock still buried inside me. Our conjoined cum drips down, pooling at the base of his dick. I dip my finger in our pleasure and bring it to my lips, tasting us.
“Fuck. Warn a guy before you do shit like that,” he grunts, his voice gritty and rumbly.
I lift my gaze to his and smirk. “Sorry, Sir. Was I not supposed to taste you?”
“Careful. You’re making me hard again.” His cock jerks inside me.
I lift my ass and glide up his shaft, coating his cock in our cum. “Holy shit, I thought it took time for you to recover.”
“Apparently, not with you.”
I notch his tip at my aching entrance. “So, what you’re saying is we can do that again?”
Eli slides his hands up my thighs, and pulls me down onto his cock, sheathing himself inside me. “We can go as many times as you can take.”
I roll my hips and lean back, balancing my hands on his thighs. His thumbs rub my clit and his cock, teasing us both.
“Your cock feels so good inside me. You’re so deep.”
“Don’t stop. Use my cock and fuck yourself with it. Take what you want.”
His hands never stray from our connection as I take my time and ride him until we both come again. I fall to his chest, spent from the best sex of my life.
A sense of complete and utter contentment washes over me as I snuggle into Eli’s side and into a relaxing, dreamless sleep. In seconds, I’m completely blissed out, wrapped in the arms of the man I love.