Chapter 23
CHAPTER
TWENTY-THREE
WITH SHAKY HANDS, Georgia opened the bathroom door with no idea what she was doing. Elijah told her to jump, and she basically asked how high. But with the promise he was joining her, she didn’t ask a single question.
The door swung open. Georgia watched as Elijah shut and locked the door.
With two steps, he was right in front of her.
“I should have told you to take your clothes off,” he uttered as he dropped to his knees. “But the idea of someone else walking in and seeing you naked makes me irrational.”
Georgia gripped the counter she was leaning against, anticipating his next move.
Peering up at her through his long, dark eyelashes, he smirked. “Take off your panties.”
“Are you going to take yours off?” she countered with a breathy tone.
“If you’re a good girl.”
Holy hotness, she lifted her dress and grabbed the sides of her boy shorts underwear, dragging them down her legs. With a grin, she held them up on her finger.
“Now what?”
Elijah grabbed them from her hand and stuffed her cotton underwear in his back pocket.
“Now you do your best not to make a noise while I eat you out.”
Elijah wasted no time. He took one of her legs and tossed it over his shoulder, spreading her wide. His mouth covered her pussy, his tongue darting in and out of her, and she was grateful she was against the bathroom sink because it held her up.
His lips traveled to her clit and sucked while he stuffed two of his fingers inside her. The welcomed intrusion made her scream out his name.
“Shhh,” he said with a grin while looking up at her. “We need to make sure no one hears us.”
Oh. Right.
Elijah licked her up and down, slowly as if he was trying to memorize her taste. His fingers followed the same speed as if they had all the time in the world. Not like they were in the bathroom of her friend’s house.
He kissed the apex of her thigh. “You taste so fucking good, Peach. I could be down here, eating you all night, but my cock is impatient.”
Loving a man who talked dirty to her wasn’t on her bingo card, but she was all about it.
“I’m going to make you orgasm, but you have to be quiet. Can you promise me that?”
She glanced down at him, and the eye contact between them was unreal.
It was almost more intimate than what his mouth was doing.
Her tongue darted out quickly, wetting her lower lip. “I can be quiet,” she hushed out.
Thankfully, he didn’t need any more encouragement. His mouth kissed, sucked, and flicked her clit, sending her into overdrive. Her entire body tingled, her toes curled, and she rocked her pussy against his mouth. His fingers curled inside her, rubbing the spot only he had been able to find.
“I’m so close,” she whimpered, her voice low and needy.
Elijah bit at her bundle of nerves, and she had to cover her mouth with her hands, so she didn’t yell when she came. Just like the last time he went down on her, he continued licking her pussy until she calmed down after her orgasm.
ELIJAH PULLED THE condom from his pocket and sheathed his cock, staring at her pussy, loving how she was dripping wet for him.
“Face the mirror,” he gravelly demanded of her.
Her legs were still quivering from her orgasm. When she turned to the sink, Elijah grabbed the back of her hair, arching her neck so they were watching each other in the mirror. A shiver washed over her with his possessive move.
With a quick thrust, he pushed his cock into her snug pussy. He paused for a second, overcome with how fucking good she felt. Needing more, he had to taste her. He tugged her hair, so her throat was near him. He sucked on her skin right under her jaw.
“Watch me fuck you,” Elijah whispered darkly by her ear. His need to brand her, to make her never forget how he made her feel, was overwhelming. He pulled out and slammed back into her.
She moaned his name. With his free hand, he covered her mouth. “Peach, you have to be quiet.”
He picked up his pace, possessively fucking her, giving her no mercy on how hard he continued to slam into her. Georgia groaned into the palm of his hand, her hips moving with his.
Georgia Cross was a fucking goddess.
Tightening up around him, he dropped his hand from her hair and wrapped it around her waist to dip down and rub her clit.
Within seconds, her orgasm came, and she cried out, still with his hand covering her mouth.
“Keep your eyes open and watch how beautiful you are when you come,” he demanded of her, fucking her with an out-of-control need. “Look at how your body is still taking me, clenching around my cock. You’re so good, I’m going to come.”
A few more pushes, and he bit her shoulder when he came so he didn’t scream her name.
Fuck.
That was the best sex of his life.
He dropped his hand and took a step back, pulling off the condom.
Georgia hunched over the sink, breathing wildly and her legs twitching. Elijah smiled because he was the one, the only one, who had done that to her. He wrapped toilet paper over the condom and threw it in the trash.
“Are you okay?” Elijah was checking because she still hadn’t moved from the sink.
“I can’t believe we did that,” she muttered as she unsteadily straightened and stood up.
Her mussed hair screamed that she’d just had rough sex, and the mark where he sucked on her neck was red. She was a mess.
Shit, how were they going to go back to the party and pretend nothing happened?
Touching the hickey, she asked, “What are we going to tell our friends?”
“Are you comfortable leaving?” he tenderly asked, stepping closer to her. Elijah replaced her hand with his fingers on her neck, lightly rubbing the spot. “I can tell everyone you weren’t feeling great so you left.”
Georgia swirled around to face him. “Would you consider this public sex?”
His eyes widened in surprise. “What?”
“We’re at a party and had sex. I’d consider that public sex.”
Where was this coming from?
“Sure.” Elijah scratched the side of his head. “Why are you clarifying this?”
She stepped around him and unlocked the bathroom door. “So I can cross it off my list.”
Out she went, but Elijah was frozen.
What else did she have on this list?