Chapter 28
CHAPTER
TWENTY-EIGHT
ELIJAH STORMED UP the stairs with Georgia in his arms. Technically, she was over his shoulder, fireman style, but semantics. He was about to see his peach naked again. Nothing was stopping him, not even time.
Barging into his bedroom, he stopped in front of his bed and unceremoniously threw her onto the fluffy black comforter.
“Get naked,” he gruffed, yanking his shirt off.
Georgia squirmed around, removing her clothes, taking everything off but her lacy bra and thong.
Tugging off his boxer briefs, he soaked up the vision of Georgia. Fuck, her body was unbelievable. She was the most beautiful woman in the world, and somehow, he was the lucky man who got to be with her.
“Naked,” he sternly said to her. “That means everything. Lose the lace.”
She blushed, sliding her thong down her legs and flicking it to the side of the bed. Agonizingly slow, she unhooked her bra and tossed it to where she threw her thong.
“Spread your legs,” Elijah demanded.
Her tongue snuck out and licked her lip. And damn it, she listened. Her pussy was glistening with wetness.
“Touch yourself.” Elijah shook with anticipation, wondering if she would actually do it.
She fell back on the bed, her hand trailing down her stomach and then hovering between her thighs. “Will you touch yourself too?” she murmured.
“Do you want me to?”
“Yes,” Georgia sounded breathless.
Gripping his cock, he moved his hand slowly as he watched her. “Show me how you get yourself off.”
“Um, I haven’t,” Georgia paused. “Touched myself in front of someone before.”
Selfish prick, that was all he was, because he wanted every single one of her firsts.
“Let me talk you through it.” His voice was tight with need. “Show me how you like your clit touched. Please, Peach.”
Her hand slipped lower, and two of her fingers put pressure on her clit, moving up and down. When her back arched and she moaned, Elijah stopped jerking off. All he could focus on was Georgia.
And fuck, he wanted to be the one to make her come. He was so fucking crazy for her that he wanted to be the name she cried out when she orgasmed, not watch her do it on her own.
“Move your hands to your legs and spread your thighs open,” Elijah groaned as he stared at her.
Georgia did as she was asked, and Elijah dropped to the bed, needing his mouth on her like he needed air to breathe.
His tongue swept over her pussy, licking her before sucking her clit into his mouth. She tasted so fucking good. His mouth was feral over her, eating her pussy like it was his last damn meal.
The sweet moans she made only made him more obsessed with making her come. He pushed two fingers into her while flicking her clit with his tongue.
“Elijah!” She cried out as her hips twitched.
His peach was tightening around his fingers, so she was close.
But he wanted more from her. With his other hand, Elijah used his thumb to rim her asshole.
Wanting to cross something off her list, he finger fucked her hard and pulled her swollen clit into his mouth, sucking to add more pressure.
When she started to shake, he pushed his thumb all the way into her ass, and her pussy spasmed.
“Oh my god!” Georgia yelled out as she orgasmed.
Wetness squirted from her pussy, and like a depraved man, Elijah’s mouth was suctioned to her, not wanting to miss swallowing up any of Georgia’s orgasm.
This woman has officially destroyed him for anyone else.
WHAT WAS THAT?
Georgia just had an out-of-body experience with how Elijah just made her orgasm. She swatted at him, but his head was still between her thighs, lapping her up. It was too much. She was in sensation overload and might self-combust.
Elijah kissed her soft skin on her stomach, kissed her rib cage, and bit her breast before sucking, which she was sure was going to leave a hickey.
His mouth made a path over her collarbone, his teeth nipping at her throat, his lips by her ear. “You are every fantasy of mine come true, Georgia. I need you.”
She ground her hips against him, desperate for the friction and craving him just as badly.
“I need a condom,” he whispered. Elijah was about to move away to get protection, but she wrapped her legs around his waist.
“You don’t have to,” she told him. “I’m on birth control.”
His eyes narrowed on her. “Why did you get on birth control?”
Another time, she would seriously have to tell him to stop with the he-man jealousy.
“Because I was hoping this would happen and we wouldn’t need to worry about a condom.”
Elijah’s lips covered her in a demanding kiss. Once she opened her mouth, his tongue slipped in, sliding against hers. He claimed her in the kiss, roughly devouring her, making her moan.
His kisses were electrifying, possessive, and consuming.
“You drive me crazy.” His mouth moved to her neck. Elijah slammed into her, and she clenched around his cock, trying to adjust to his size.
She wasn’t a virgin anymore, but there was still a pinch of pain.
“Do you have any idea how good you feel?” Elijah groaned as he intentionally fucked her, taking his time. “You are mine, my peach.”
“Oh god, yes,” Georgia moaned as he thrust harder and faster into her.
Elijah slowed his pace and rolled to his back so she was on top. He squeezed her hips, urging her to move.
“Rock against me,” Elijah instructed. Georgia’s hands fell to his chest as she ground against him. “You’re doing so good, just like that.”
She loved it when he praised her, and his encouragement made her move faster against him. Holy crap, this position made her toes curl, and tingles crept up her back. She felt so good.
“I wish you could see how fucking sexy you are.” Elijah bit his lip as he watched her. His eyes darkened. “I am the only man who will ever see you like this, the only one who gets to feel your sweet pussy tight around his cock.”
While she moved against him, he leaned up and sucked her nipple into his mouth. The way they felt together, her body was on fire. The combination of the dirty talk, being on top, and Elijah’s lips on her breast made her explode.
Her orgasm ripped over her, her body trembling, and she swore she saw stars.
Georgia was about to collapse on top of him, but Elijah had other plans.
“We aren’t done yet. Get on all fours,” he said, bossing her around.
Exhausted but wanting more, she complied.
His hands rubbed her butt. “I dream about you,” he told her adoringly, pushing her head farther into the bed.
“Same,” she breathed out. Then she felt his mouth licking her from behind, his tongue flat on her clit, rubbing against her. “Oh my god!”
Her legs quivered when he pushed a finger inside her, but then he pulled away, and she whimpered.
“I need to fuck you,” Elijah grunted as he pushed his cock into her. One of his hands grabbed her hair and yanked as he lost control and ruthlessly pounded into her. “Do you have any idea how it feels to know I am the only one to take you like this?”
Georgia yelled out. The way he took her was primal, possessive, and a touch painful. But the intense pleasure overshadowed it all.
His palm smacked her butt. “You belong to me.”
“I’m yours,” she sobbed as the pressure of another orgasm built inside her. He released his grasp on her hair, and her forehead hit the mattress.
Elijah firmly held her hip with one hand as the other hand slid around her waist to her clit, where his palm rubbed up and down over her nerves.
“Come all over my cock, Peach,” Elijah continued, relentlessly fucking her. “I can feel you tighten up. Let me feel you come all over again.”
“Elijah!” Georgia screamed his name, over and over again, as another orgasm washed over her.
“Fuck yes.” Elijah thrusted into her a few more times until he groaned her name, coming inside her.
They both collapsed on the bed, panting for breath.
AFTER A FEW minutes of trying to regulate his damn breathing, Elijah rolled to the side, sitting up and staring at Georgia.
Her blond hair was scattered all over the pillow, properly fucked and messy. She lay there with her eyes closed, her large breasts heaving up and down, and red marks shone from where he branded her on her neck, chest, and thigh.
She was beautiful.
Her legs were open, and he saw their orgasms mixed, seeping out of her.
Like the possessive asshole he was, he scooped up his come and shoved it back inside her.
Still with her eyes closed, she said, “You’re an animal.”
“I’m obsessed,” he corrected her.
Her eyelids slowly opened, and she gave him a skeptical look. “Whatever helps you sleep at night.”
“I sleep just fine knowing we crossed three things off your sex list,” Elijah informed her, getting off the bed. He walked to his closet in search of the gift he bought her.
“You remembered what was on my list?” There was surprise in her voice.
Finding the gift on the floor, he picked it up and went back to her. “Your list is tattooed in my brain. You were on top, and you squirted.”
Her face turned crimson red, revealing her innocence. Georgia covered herself with the pillow.
Nope. There would be no covering up from each other. He yanked the pillow from her and chucked it behind him. “You are not allowed to hide from me.”
“I can’t believe I…” Her voice dropped. “Squirted.”
He licked his lips at the memory. “You did, and I fucking loved it. Might be my new goal in life, to make you squirt every time we fuck.”
“You’re incorrigible.” She giggled as she leaned her back against the headboard. “What are you holding behind your back?”
Elijah sat down next to her, still keeping the gift behind his back. “A few days ago, I was in the bookstore, and I found something for you.”
Her eyes were bright with excitement. “You got me something?” She eagerly asked.
Damn, he didn’t think it was possible to ever get sick of her and her contagious happiness.
“It’s for you to read, an addition to something whimsical in your life.”
Her eyes were wide with amazement. “What is it?”
Elijah showed her the book, and she gently took it from him. Her hand gently caressed the cover.
“You bought me Alice in Wonderland?” Georgia’s sweet voice was in awe.
“It’s whimsical and magic, the things you try to find.”
She rested the book on his nightstand and crawled into his lap. Her hands cupped his jawline. “I love that you thought of me. This book means so much. Thank you.”
Georgia’s lips pressed against his, and their tongues quickly tangled. Fuck, his cock got hard. Needing to be inside Georgia again, he rolled her onto her back.
No way was he letting her leave tonight.