Chapter 30
Lazarus~
I was tired, and I could tell that Elisabeth was still grappling with whatever it was that she’d gone through, but after having almost lost her-or believing that I had almost lost her-I needed her, and as insensitive as it was, I was still fairly certain that she’d understand.
When we’d gotten to her office, out of habit, Elisabeth had automatically gone to sit behind her desk, and I’d taken the same seat as the last time that I’d been here.
Though neither chair was comfortable enough to sleep in, the drive home seemed like a trip into forever right now.
I also wasn’t opposed to a vacation if she’d been serious about it earlier.
We could both use one, her more than me.
I stood up from my seat, then walked over to her chair, and as I placed my hands on her shoulders, I said, “I can feel you, Elisa. I can feel you, and that’s the only reason why I didn’t lose my mind when I was ripped away from your dream.
I knew that you were still alive because I could feel it.
In fact, it feels like we share the same heart. ”
“I know,” she replied softly. “I can feel it, too.”
“You know, sooner or later, we’re going to have to go back to our regular lives,” I went on. “You’ll have to start visiting your parents more, and I’ll have to start doing the same. I’ve also been neglecting Jonathan, and I think it’s time for you guys to finally meet.”
“I’d like that.”
“But more than anything right now, I need you,” I finally admitted. “I need you so fucking much.”
Elisabeth didn’t say anything, but when she turned in her chair, she looked up at me while her hands went straight to my zipper, and I could feel anticipation racing through every inch of my body.
I was also very aware that we hadn’t locked the door to her office, but I wasn’t going to stop her now.
Since it was still dark outside, no one should be coming into her office anyway.
My dick was already hard when her hand wrapped around the base, and those hazel eyes of hers flared with desire right before her tongue darted out to lick the head of my cock.
I quickly slid my hand through her hair, gripping the back of her head, and I let out a low groan as the love of my life pulled my cock deep into her mouth, the wet warmth sending tingles down my spine.
Elisabeth was so fucking good at this, and I considered it a blessing whenever she submitted to me.
“Fuck, baby,” I hissed as her tongue worked its magic, caressing the underside of my dick, driving me out of my mind.
“Is this what you needed?” she asked once she took her lips off my dick.
It wasn’t.
While I’d never turn down a blowjob, that wasn’t what I needed right now. I needed Elisabeth in my arms, and I needed to be buried deep inside her. I needed to feel her everywhere, not just in my heart. I needed reassurance that we had survived something so incredibly unreal.
Shaking my head, I said, “No.”
Her eyes blinked in surprise, but she didn’t say anything when I reached for her shoulders to lift her to her feet.
Still very aware that we weren’t at home, I reached for her pajama bottoms, and I briefly wondered where they had come from.
When we’d gone to bed earlier, we’d both been naked, and since I had woken up in the same state in which I’d gone to sleep, I had no idea where Elisabeth’s clothes had come from, but I wasn’t going to question it too much.
Besides, walking her out of here naked would probably cause all kinds of problems.
Taking the waistband of her pants and panties in my hands, I pushed them down until they were over her hips, and as soon as they were low enough, I grabbed her, positioned her next to her desk, then placed my left hand on her back, bending her over the wood.
Stepping up behind her, I slid my hand between her legs, and need ricocheted through my body as I found her soaking wet, ready for me, and I could only hope that it was going to be like this forever.
I wanted to be eighty-years-old and still chasing her around the house, and I wanted her to want me to catch her.
I wanted to die with my need for her still racing through my veins, and I wanted the same from her.
I wanted it to never be enough and too much all at the same time.
“God, I love it when you drench my hand,” I said as my fingers stretched her open. “I love how you sound when you’re taking me.”
“Lazarus...” she whimpered as her hands grabbed the edge of her desk. “Please...”
I pulled my fingers from her cunt, then grabbed the base of my dick to tease her some more. As I ran the head of my dick up and down her slit, I said, “Tell me that you love me.”
“I love you...” she immediately obeyed.
I slid my cock inside her as I wrapped my hand around her neck, yanking her upward. “Tell me that I’m the only one that you will ever love,” I ordered, my lips brushing against her right ear.
“You’re the only man that I will ever love...” she choked out as I forced her to suffer every inch of my dick. “I swear it...”
I pushed her back down on the desk, and then grabbing both of her hips, I began railing into her, not caring that we were in her office or that the door wasn’t locked.
All that mattered was how she felt wrapped around my cock, and the tight grip of her cunt did things to me that challenged my sanity.
Elisabeth felt like a heaven that I didn’t deserve and would probably never deserve.
“You like that cock, baby?”
“Yes...” she whimpered right before she pressed her arm up against her mouth to quiet her moans.
“Good,” I grunted. “Because you’re going to be riding it every night for the rest of our lives.”
Deciding that I’d rather get caught than deprive myself of everything that Elisabeth was, I began slamming into her hard enough that her desk shook with each thrust, items falling haphazardly to the floor, making a mess everywhere.
I shoved every inch of my cock inside her warm, tight, wet pussy, and it was easy to see her struggling for control with each push of my hips against her ass. Her arm wasn’t doing much to keep her quiet, and with all the noise that the desk was making, I wasn’t even sure if it’d matter.
Nonetheless, knowing that we didn’t have much time with all the racket that we were making, I reached around to slide my fingers between her legs, and as soon as I began playing with her delicate clit, Elisabeth came all over me, her pussy gripping me like a painful vise, and it wasn’t long before I felt my balls tighten, my cock exploding inside her, spraying her womb with everything that I had.
When I finally pulled my cock from her trembling body, I immediately pulled her pants up, putting her to rights, making sure to protect her modesty first. Now that my need for her had been satisfied a bit, common sense was back, and I didn’t want anyone to see Elisabeth naked like this.
As I was putting my dick back in my pants, she turned around to face me, and I could see my entire future in that hazel gaze of hers.
I also felt tied to her in a way that probably wasn’t healthy, but I wasn’t going to question it.
I was going to embrace her, us, and the miracle that had brought her to me.
“I love you,” I told her as I pushed her wild hair back from her face.
“Are you still worried?”
I nodded, not the least bit ashamed that my confession might go against manly regulations. “I think that I might always be.”
Her hands reached for my waistband, and her fingers curled tightly as she placed a sweet kiss on my chest. “I love you, too.”
“But you’re not worried, are you?” I asked as I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close.
“No,” she answered honestly. “But if this is what I have to do to make you feel better, then I’m not complaining.”
That got a laugh out of me. “Such a martyr.”
“I try,” she quipped.
We stood like that for a while, the silence wrapping around us like a comfortable blanket, and it wasn’t until Elisabeth swayed a little that I knew that I had to get her home.
Luckily, neither of us had to work tomorrow, and a ridiculous part of me wondered if God had planned it this way, so that we’d have plenty of time to recuperate before facing the real world again.
“I think it’s time to go home,” I said, my hands running up and down her back. “I’m tired as fuck.”
“I couldn’t agree with you more,” she sighed.
When Elisabeth pulled back to look up at me, a rush of emotion hit me like a freight train. “You’ll never know how much I love you, Elisa. Never.”
Her smile lit up her face, and I’d never seen anything so goddamn beautiful. “You’re wrong, Lazarus. I do know. I feel it.”
Staring down at her, it was then that I realized the miracle that God had bestowed upon us.
It wasn’t the ability to fight demons, see religion, or conquer evil.
God had given me what He had given Adam, and there was no question about whether or not Elisabeth had been created specifically for me and me only.
No fucking doubt at all.