Chapter 22
Elena doesn’t give me any time to catch my breath. Her name is still on my lips and I am still quivering, when she moves up to kiss me. Tasting myself on her lips makes me a little dizzy, and I smile.
I feel her returning the smile against my mouth, before she slides one arm behind my back and the other under my knees. She lifts me in one smooth motion, startling me. My arms fly around her neck and I pull my head back in a loud gasp. Elena chuckles and walks toward the hall.
“Elena,” I squeak, making her chuckle even more.
“What? You thought I was going to leave you on the couch?” Her voice rumbles against my neck and it sends shivers down my spine.
When we reach the door, she finally puts me down and I stare at her, partially in awe.
Maybe it shouldn’t surprise me that a firefighter can pick me up that easily, but it wasn’t exactly on my mind either.
Not that I mind. Elena has a way of making me feel safe and sheltered without even trying.
Even when she picks me up while I am naked.
She grabs my wrist and pulls me with her inside her bedroom.
Her pupils are blown, and her movements are determined.
Before she can guide me to her bed, however, I dig in my heels.
Elena instantly stops moving and turns to face me, her eyes filled with worry.
She scans my face and I see relief flush over hers when she sees my coy smile.
“What?” She drags out the word, grinning back at me now.
“It’s really not fair,” I say and put on a fake pout.
She raises an eyebrow and closes in on me. Her chest presses against mine and she gently forces me to take three steps back, until my back meets the door. Then she grabs my chin between her thumb and index finger, and forces me to look at her. Elena’s eyes search mine—the hunger still present.
“What isn’t fair, carino?” she murmurs.
I run a finger down her chest over her sternum, abs, and navel, stopping only right above her waistband. I stare at it for a moment, and then hook it inside.
“That you’re still wearing clothes,” I whisper now, my voice laced with heat.
Her grin widens right before she crashes her mouth against mine.
Her tongue, soft as velvet, glides inside my mouth.
She kisses me as if to mark me as hers, and I feel myself getting wet again.
I know that Elena would never claim me, if she wasn’t mine first already.
She wants you just as much as you want her.
I moan inside her mouth and she pushes me against the door even harder.
My hands scramble to undo her button and zipper, and she steps out of her pants without breaking the kiss.
Only when she takes off her sports bra does she move her head away for a moment, and I gasp for air.
My lips feel swollen and bruised and are already missing hers.
But the whimper I was about to release, dies on my lips as my eyes catch Elena’s naked body.
My breath hitches as I let my gaze glide over her soft breasts, down to her toned abs and legs.
I inhale shakily and reach my hand out to touch her, but Elena swiftly grabs both my wrists and pins them above my head.
Her lips are on mine again before I can protest. She holds them in place with her right hand while she runs her left hand down my side.
I can’t help but arch into her and she lets out a low chuckle.
This time I do whimper when she breaks the kiss.
Elena grabs my wrists with her left hand now and keeps her eyes on me as she lifts my left leg to hook around her hip.
“Keep it right there,” she says, her eyes boring into mine.
I nod as she slides her hand down my stomach.
I gasp instantly as her fingers disappear between my legs.
Elena’s pupils enlarge ever so slightly as she presses two fingers inside me.
I gasp again, using my leg to press her closer to me.
Her grin turns hungry as she starts moving inside me with a relentless rhythm and I moan her name.
“Louder,” she growls before she sinks her teeth into my shoulder.
The sharpness of her teeth marking my skin only intensifies the arousal coursing through my body and I find myself craving more. More of her teeth, more of her fingers, more of her.
“Elena…” I cry out now, feeling the orgasm already building inside me.
She releases her hold on my shoulder and presses her warm lips against the bruised skin so tenderly, it almost breaks my heart.
But she gives me no room to think as she adds a third finger to stretch me even more.
I let out a guttural sound as I ride her and hear her murmur somewhere in the distance.
“Good girl.”
Oh, you want to be good for her alright, don’t you, Maya?
I arch into her hard, and my back bends in a nearly unnatural curve.
Elena keeps me in place as I clench around her fingers, her thumb rubbing my clit as she keeps up her rhythm.
She presses hot kisses along my throat before pressing her lips against my ear.
“Come for me, Maya,” she begs.
The way my name rolls off her tongue shoots bolts of electricity to my core. I press my nails into her back and she growls, fucking me even rougher. And when her teeth graze my neck again, I come so hard that I see stars.
Somewhere after I scream Elena’s name so loud that all the neighbors must have heard it and my knees buckle, she carries me to the bed.
The way she lays me down so gently, makes my heart clench and I instantly reach for her.
Elena pulls me into her side, where I nestle down, and it is as if we were made to fit together.
She presses soft kisses on top of my head and murmurs something I can’t quite catch.
I trace my fingers up and down her arm and can’t stop smiling.
“You look happy,” Elena states as she pulls away to look at me.
I hum my agreement and take her hand to press my lips against the inside of her palm.
Her eyes flutter shut for a moment and she presses closer into me.
A soft sigh falls from her lips and for the first time in days, she looks relaxed.
I brush a strand of hair from her eyes, and tuck it behind her ear.
She opens her eyes again, staring at me with a soft smile on her lips. God, she is so beautiful.
When I lean into her to kiss her, she meets me immediately.
The kiss is soft this time, filled with passion but calmer.
I sigh into her mouth and gently roll her onto her back, slipping my leg between hers.
She gasps as my thigh presses against her slick core and she slightly tilts her head back on the pillow.
I take advantage of the opportunity to press featherlight kisses all along her jaw, neck, and collarbone, before softly nipping at her shoulder.
Elena’s fingers dig into my shoulder and for a moment I freeze, afraid that she will pull away.
I keep my lips pressed against her skin, as my eyes travel to find hers.
The look she gives me is so loaded, that it almost makes me drip.
“Maya…” she begs, her voice a hoarse whisper.
I graze her shoulder again while shifting my thigh slightly. Elena arches immediately, her hands reaching for my hips, trying to pull me in for more friction.
“Nah-ah,” I chuckle and pull away slightly.
Elena scowls and tries to pull me back in, but I grab her hands and chuckle softly.
Before she can think of flipping me and taking control, I kiss her.
She moans but doesn’t protest, and I smile against her lips, releasing her hands as I trail my lips down her neck to her chest. Elena runs her hands over my back and lets out such soft gasps that I have to raise my eyes just to make sure they come from her lips.
When I reach her hipbones, my hands still for a moment, as I look at where the EMTs taped her injury. I place a soft kiss right above it, and then trail my mouth around it, down to the inside of her thigh.
Elena’s whimpers vibrate through my whole body, and there is nothing I want to do more than love her and make her come against my tongue.
When I brush my finger gently against her thigh, she opens up beautifully for me, and for a moment I am stunned.
This is actually happening. She actually wants you too.
I can’t find it in myself to tease her, the way she did me.
My mouth trails my kisses higher and I hear her breath hitch right as I run my tongue over her.
Her taste is like an aphrodisiac, and I find myself instantly wanting more.
It’s unexpectedly light with a little hint of salt.
I loop my arms under her legs and hold her in place, my hands resting on her outer thighs.
My fingers dig into her skin as I lick her again.
Elena wants to buck her hips into me, but I hold her in her place.
I dip my tongue slightly inside her, and the raw curse that follows makes my heart skip a beat.
My eyes fly up, looking at her face. Her eyes close in pleasure.
So fucking gorgeous. There is nothing that can hold me back now, not after seeing her so completely open to me.
I press my lips harder against her and flatten my tongue before I flick it and circle her clit. It is so hard under my tongue, dying for my attention and more pressure. I speed up my movement and feel Elena’s hands digging into my scalp.
“Please, Maya…” she gasps. “Please don’t stop.”
I smile against her when I feel how close she is. Elena’s legs are trembling now, quietly twitching as her arousal pulses through her. She is dripping now, and I lick up every single drop. No, I won’t stop. This is just the beginning.
When my name falls from her lips again, it is more like a prayer.
A silent plea that I answer by flicking my tongue again.
Elena’s body tenses, and when I repeat the motion she jerks so hard, I have to work to keep my tongue on her.
The waves crash over her and she sobs as she comes inside my mouth.
Her body shatters in silence, as Elena holds her breath and grips my hair while her lips part quietly.
I keep my tongue on her as she rides out the waves until she becomes still.
When I press my lips softly against her clit one last time, she is so sensitive that she shudders.
I can’t help but grin as I move up to pull her into my arms.
“So fucking beautiful,” I whisper into her ear, before kissing the edge of her mouth and nestling into her side again. So fucking beautiful indeed.