Chapter 14
Bonnie
Deadwater River flowed gently alongside our jogging path, our steps taking us out of town, past the red-brick warehouse where we’d paired off in the game, then onto a mud path.
There wasn’t another soul around. Cliffs lined the way further ahead, and the sun beat down on us.
I’d picked the route with an objective in mind. On the way back, I’d detour to my flat to pick up another pill packet. I was only a few hours late in taking today’s dose. It would be fine.
Elijah pounded the track at my side, matching his pace to mine.
“Is this where you normally run?” he asked.
“Nope. It’s too remote to feel safe on my own. I did it once with Genie. She’s my housemate.” He probably already knew that. I eyed him. “I’m surprised your people let you go out without a bodyguard.”
He laughed. “Told you I’m not rockstar. My face isn’t that well-known. If ever I’m in the press, it’s for boring business events. I don’t make a big public statement about the charities I support or shit like that. I don’t court publicity.”
I wanted to know more about what type of business he was in, but it would break the terms of our agreement for how we handled each other in the first week.
But…
“Can I just check that you’re not into weapons manufacturing or arms dealing?”
“I’m not.”
My running shoes thumped the track. What other terrible business practices were there? “What about drug dealing or people trafficking?”
“Nah.”
“Crypto? Personal data harvesting? Single-use plastics?”
“Still nope.”
“Fine. Then what about one of those pyramid schemes where you sell essential oils or vitamins to mums?”
He gave an outraged snort. “Do I give off ‘CEO of lavender wellness’ energy?”
I shrugged.
He caught my arm. Spun me to face him so we stopped dead on the path.
Deep-brown eyes held mine. I panted for breath, and he’d barely broken a sweat.
“In this moment, all I am is a boy very interested in the girl he was lucky enough to take home. Nothing else matters than that.”
It did matter. It mattered when he brought his mouth to mine for a hungry kiss. It definitely mattered when his hands came around me and threaded into my hair. Then down my back to my ass.
I could easily be crazy about his mouth on mine. The tender way he coaxed pleasure and need from deep inside me. It woke aspects of my sexuality I didn’t know existed. We were in public, for God’s sake. Even if there was no one around right now, anyone could walk by soon.
Elijah picked me up by my thighs without breaking the kiss. I curled my legs around him, needing the friction between my legs or else I would probably pass out.
He pressed his lips to my cheek. “Do me a favour and shut off the big questions and focus on the moment and everything I make you feel, because I can guarantee that I feel the same if not more.”
“You don’t know what I feel.”
“A need to be touched. To get closer. Some not-so-small part happy. Am I on the right track?”
I kissed him back, using actions rather than words to show him he was. It was the happy part that surprised me. Yet every time I discovered I liked something about him. Something else tainted it.
To the right of us, the path gave way to a leafy copse, the base of the cliff starting behind a thicket of trees. Elijah strode through the bushes, carrying me with him. At the rock wall, he backed me to a flat piece of stone and drove me wild with another kiss.
Then his hands went to that zip on my sports bra again.
I grabbed his wrist. “Stop.”
“Got to get them out. Sorry. It’s the rules. I can’t go an hour without seeing ’em”
I giggled. “No one informed me of that.”
Elijah pulled my hand away then slowly, provocatively, lowered the zip. My breasts spilled free, and he groaned and ducked to take my nipple into his mouth.
My eyes shuttered closed, but I sprang them open to make sure we couldn’t be seen.
The ripple of the river made it to us, and I could just about see the track through the thick green bushes.
Unless a passerby descended the cliff or decided to go exploring, they probably wouldn’t spot us.
But they could hear us if we made a noise.
Not that it stopped Elijah playing with my tits like they were his favourite toy. Or me from loving every touch.
At a hard suck, I moaned loud then slapped my hand to my mouth.
Elijah’s laugh warmed my skin. “I’m going to fuck you here and now. Think you can stay quiet?”
“No.”
“Gonna have to try if you don’t want the world to know what I’m doing to you.”
He set me down, then knelt to strip my running shorts, kissing me between the legs which led to him pulling my thigh over his shoulder. While I balanced on the rock, he licked me then sucked my clit.
I whimpered and bit the edge of my hand.
“Love how wet you get for me. I want you to remember that the next time some other part of my life pisses you off.”
“Less talking, more action,” I ordered.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Elijah jumped up and turned me to face the wall, placing my hands on the rock and crowding me from behind. He freed his dick to bring it between my legs, sliding over my wet centre. Then he got into position and thrust home.
I cried out, unable to control the reaction, and the sound echoed around the cliffs. He felt too good, the stretch around his size. The way he filled me. Every time we did this, it somehow felt better.
He made a guttural sound and fucked me. “How many kids are we gonna have?”
I choked on a laugh. “Don’t talk like that when you’re inside me.”
“Feels like exactly the right time.” One hand roamed my exposed breasts then tugged on a nipple. “I want at least two, but four would be better. I always wanted a bigger family. You?”
“Elijah, shut up.”
“It’s important we agree it upfront.”
“What’s important is that you fuck me harder.”
He did, ploughing into me over and over. I stuck my backside out to better meet his blows. Like magic, he hit the places inside that caught me on fire. Maybe it was the fresh air or the fact my adrenaline was already high from running, but I was on a collision course to a fast orgasm in minutes.
Hot blood, an even hotter man, and lucky old me.
When my breathing stuttered and my insides tightened around him, he pulled out and spun me around, lifting me back into his arms. He thrust into me in the position we started in, this time with eye contact.
Elijah slowed things down, punctuating his words with the movement of his hips. A dragging, slow torment. “I’m all in with you. I’ll tell you every day. The sooner you catch up, the happier we will be.”
“Stop,” I breathed.
“Never.” He jacked his hips, eyes never straying from mine. “All. In.”
My orgasm hit me. I couldn’t control the cry that fled my lips. Let the world hear. Let them know how he could drive me to insanity with his magic dick.
“Magic dick?” He choked on a laugh.
God, I’d said that out loud, too.
Several hard hits later, and he crashed into me one last time, spilling deep with a masculine groan that lit my soul on fire and sent fresh flurries of pleasure through my very satisfied body.
Elijah breathed roughly and set his head on my shoulder, pinning me to the wall while he panted through his climax.
He turned his face to kiss me. “Four kids, then. Glad we agreed that. I’ll be a stay-at-home dad, by the way.
Don’t assume I expect you to do all the work past making ’em.
But this,” he palmed my soft belly, “needs to be filled with my baby within a year at most. And these,” he squeezed a breast, “heavy and round to feed them. If it takes you a while to come around to the idea, I’m good with that.
But just know that’s where we’re headed.
You, me, and a family of our own. Got it? ”
I didn’t bother arguing with that insanity, just let him kiss me.
But the strangest thing? Instead of taking the detour I’d planned to fetch my contraceptives, I somehow forgot and jogged to his apartment. And when he fucked me again in the afternoon, and twice in the evening, I didn’t dwell on my decision then either.