Chapter Eight #2
“Only because of you,” she replied, and even though that couldn’t have been further from the truth, that simple affirmation sent a wave of love through me. I was in love with her. I leaned down to capture her lips again, pouring all my feelings into the kiss.
As our bodies pressed together, the heat between us intensified, and I could feel her desire radiating off her.
I wanted to explore every inch. With a teasing smile, I continued to kiss my way down her body, trailing soft, lingering kisses along her skin as I moved lower.
I heard her breath as it hitched, and I could feel her anticipation as it built. I reveled in it.
“Let me,” I whispered, my voice thick with desire as I positioned myself between her thighs. I looked up at her, searching for any hesitation, but saw none. With a nod of encouragement from her, I pressed my lips against her soft skin, kissing my way up to her most sensitive spot.
The moment my mouth found her, Bonnie’s body arched in response, a gasp escaping her lips.
I took my time, exploring her with deliberate slowness, teasing her with gentle flicks of my tongue.
I wanted to hear her, to feel her pleasure build as I lost myself in the taste of her and the way her body trembled beneath my touch.
“Just like that,” she gasped, her hands tangling in my hair as she pulled me closer.
I could feel the heat emitting from her, the way her body begged for more.
I increased my efforts, swirling my tongue before gently nibbling on her clit, which caused her to arch off the table and grind her pussy all over my face.
“Holy shit, Elijah. Yeah, just like that,” she pleaded. Her whimpers were shredding what was left of my self-control, my cock leaking uncontrollably.
“More. I need more.” The urgency in her words spurred me on, and I slowly dipped one finger into her wet heat.
“More,” she demanded, and I couldn’t help but give her what she wanted as I added two more fingers while continuing to rotate between sucking her clit into my mouth and praising it with slow, lazy strokes.
Bonnie’s body shook beneath me, and with one final thrust of my fingers, I felt her as she shattered around me and soaked my face.
I cleaned her up with my tongue as she whispered incoherent nonsense, and I fought the urge to tell her I loved her.
When she finally came down from her high, I crawled back up to her, our bodies still entwined. I could see the lingering bliss in her eyes, the way she welcomed me back with open arms.
“Your turn,” she said with a sultry smile, her fingers trailing down my chest. I grinned.
With that playful glint in her eye, she pushed me back and straddled me.
The sight of her above me, glowing with the aftermath of her orgasm, sent a heat through my veins.
She leaned down, capturing my lips in a heated kiss, her hips rolling against me, teasing me with the promise of what was to come.
“Bonnie…” I breathed, my hands finding her waist, guiding her movements. She responded to my touch, arching her back and gasping as I thrust my hips upward, meeting her every move with a hungry urgency.
As she finally sank down onto me, we both gasped at the intensity of the connection. I could feel her warmth enveloping me, drawing me deeper into the moment. She began to ride me, her body moving in perfect rhythm, each thrust coating my cock in her wetness.
“Yes, Bonnie Baby, yes,” I encouraged. I praised, my hands gripping her hips, and I helped guide her up and down on my shaft. The sounds of our pleasure filled the room and echoed off the walls.
Her head fell back, her hair, wilder than ever, cascading over her shoulders as she lost herself. “Elijah,” she gasped. “I’m so close.” I growled and positioned myself so one hand held her in place by her hip, and I brought my thumb up to her mouth.
“Suck.” And she did exactly as she was told. I pulled my thumb from her mouth and slightly grazed it over her clit.
“Don’t stop,” she urged, her eyes locked onto mine.
With one final thrust and stroke, I felt her body tighten around me, her pleasure crashing over both of us. My own release followed hers, pulling me under in a blissful haze. We both cried out as our bodies rode out the last remaining tremors.
As we came down from our highs, I pulled her close, holding her tightly against my chest. Her breath was warm against my skin, and I could feel her heart racing.
“I love you, Elijah,” she whispered into the crook of my arm, her voice barely above a breath.
“Thank fuck. I love you, too, Bonnie,” I replied, not giving a single shit that we said we love each other the first time we had sex. It was the truth. Everything felt right.
Suddenly, even the thought of forever didn’t seem like long enough.
“Earth to Elijah?” Jones waved his hand in my face. “Dude, are you sick or something? You look…off, and for someone who just executed one of the smoothest landings and looked ready to kill someone to get home, you don’t seem in any hurry to start the checklists so we can get the fuck out of here.”
I blinked at him, realizing that we were, in fact, home, and that I’d spent the entire flight literally lost to Bonnie. I started flying through the protocols of what we had to do.
“You sure you’re good?” Jones inquired one last time before I was about to step off the plane.
“Never better.” I was finally home and so close to finding out what was going on. I flew through the terminal, past baggage claim, and to staff parking, cursing how far away I had parked when I arrived last.
Getting into my car, I quickly pulled up Bonnie’s contact over Bluetooth and hit the call button on my car’s steering wheel over and over again, only to continuously be sent to voicemail, just like before.
Fuck.