Chapter Thirty-Two #2
His hands trailed over my nightie until he reached the bottom.
Up and over, he yanked it off of me before we tackled his clothes.
Our bodies came back together. So much heat—his body was like a furnace against mine and I thrived off it.
He kissed and kissed and kissed me all over before burying his face between my legs.
Trembling and coming on his tongue, he hovered over me, slipping inside me so perfectly, and brought me to another orgasm as his piercing rubbed into my clit.
My toes curled in the process. I really, really loved that piercing.
Afterward, Elijah laid beside me rubbing circles across my shoulder. “Come take a shower with me.”
“Go shower at your place,” I said.
“So relentless,” he muttered, pinching my nipple as he climbed out of bed.
I hissed. “Ow.”
I watched as he slipped on his pants and walked out of the room. A second later, I heard the shower come on. Sighing, I climbed out of bed and put on some clothes. I turned on the baby monitor, picked up the receiver, and went to the bathroom. Shutting the door, I locked it in case Lucy woke up.
“This is not your place,” I told him.
“ This is not your place,” he mimicked. Through the curtain, I saw Elijah’s silhouette as he lathered shampoo in his hair.
“I don’t sound like that.” I fought hard to keep from laughing.
“You sound like a hard ass,” he grunted. “Come here.”
My stomach flipped at his soft command. “I’ll wait and shower in the morning.”
“So stingy with that ass…”
“What was that?”
“Come. Here.”
Eyeing one of Lucy’s cups lying on the floor by the tub, an evil idea struck. Tiptoeing, I grabbed the cup then moved to the sink. I snickered as I filled it up with cold water. “What are you doing? I’ve lost all the water pressure.”
“Washing my hands,” I fibbed, shutting it off.
“What the fuck woman? Get in the shower and let me—” I dumped the cold water over the top of the shower curtain. A god-awful Ohhhh sound rushed out of his mouth, and I burst out laughing. “You’re going to regret that.”
I shrieked as he opened the curtain and reached for me. Elijah missed, but that didn’t matter. Water dripped onto my floor as he stepped out of the tub, scooping me up before I got to the door.
I squealed. “Don’t. I still have my clothes on.”
He laughed too. “Should have thought of that before.”
“Noooo,” I yelled as he pushed me under the water, stepping into the tub. He shot me a wicked grin as he turned the hot water knob off. “Noooo!” Cold water sputtered over me. Elijah stood to the side while holding me in place. “Turn it off, you jerk!”
So, so cold.
“Come on, you can say something a little meaner than that.” I reached out for him as he spoke. He was at the end of the tub where the cold water couldn’t reach him. “Don’t come any closer, you’re cold.”
I laughed. “I want a hug. I’m freezing.”
“Turn the hot water back on, and I’ll hug you.”
“So evil,” I muttered. He let me adjust the water. I sighed happily as the hot water sprayed over my cold, wet clothes. “I’m soaked.”
“I know. You’re a pretty sight.” Elijah gathered my drenched hair off my shoulder as he stepped forward, twisted me around, and pinned me against the wall.
My breath came in soft pants by the time he leaned down and kissed me—making everything so intense.
The way he kissed was so demanding and controlling.
He slid his hand over my neck and stroked the skin while pulling my hair with his free hand.
My mouth opened, and Elijah slipped his tongue inside to tangle with mine.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
“Mommy?”
Tap. Tap. Tap.
“Is Elijah in there?”
Elijah pulled away as my eyes widened. He stared back at me, not knowing what to say or do.
“Just one second, Lucy,” I yelled before whispering to Elijah. “Oh fudge, oh fudge, I’m soaked.”
“Relax.” Elijah shut off the water and moved aside so that I could step out. I grabbed a towel and patted myself down, but it was pointless. My clothes were sopping wet, and I stood in a large puddle.
While Elijah dried off, I said, “I’ll go out first.”
“My shirt’s still in your room.”
Deep breath. Cracking open the door, I slipped out and shut it behind me, easing Lucy aside so that she couldn’t peek inside. “Did you shower with your clothes on?” she asked.
“No,” I whispered.
“Did Elijah shower, too?”
“Elijah took one, and I accidentally fell in.”
“Is he spending the night? Is that why he’s here? I heard you guys laughing.”
So many questions !
“We were being silly, and that’s how I fell in.
” I dropped my head realizing I couldn’t keep this up.
Elijah didn’t like it, and Lucy would be heartbroken if she thought I was purposely hiding something from her even if it was grown-up stuff.
Slowly, I lifted my head. “Lucy, how would you feel about Elijah being Mommy’s boyfriend? ”
“Really?” I wasn’t feeling confident with the dreary sound of her voice until Elijah opened the bathroom door in only his jeans and Lucy wrapped her arms around his legs. “Can we watch a movie?” She gazed up at him.
“I’m sorry we woke you up, Lucy, but you have school and need to go back to sleep.”
She groaned long and loud before asking, “Will you be here when I wake up?” Elijah looked over at me for the answer.
“Doesn’t that sound fun? Elijah getting to be here some mornings with us?” I asked.
She jumped. “Yes!”
“Okay, let’s settle down and head to bed.”
Another groan from her, but she twisted on her heels and thumped into her room. I pinned him with a glare the moment she disappeared through her door. “Was this your goal?”
“You started it,” he pointed out. I bit my lip nervously. “Stop, Hadley. Stop thinking. I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere. You didn’t plan to keep me a secret forever, did you?”
“No…”
He pinched my nipple. “Better go change so we can get Lucy to sleep before Eli wakes up.”
I could feel myself glowing at the way he said we.
But that was also Eli’s cue to cry.
Elijah stifled his laugh. I shoved him while I hurried to change and get Eli.