CHAPTER NINETEEN #2
Pleasure saturated her body, and the intensity of her orgasm nearly made her knees buckle. Every circle, every curl of his fingers sent pulses of ecstasy into her veins. Her hips bucked and her back arched, her entire body shuddering against him as he held her through each wave.
A final jolt shot through her as Elias slid his fingers out, still glistening with the evidence of her pleasure as he slipped them into his mouth.
His eyes drifted closed as he savored the taste of her, the sight of it nearly sending Cadi back over the edge.
She gripped him hard and pulled his lips to hers, groaning at the trace of herself she found on his tongue.
Her breaths came hard and fast as she let her fingers drift against his stomach, smiling with devilish satisfaction when his breath caught and his muscles twitched in response to her touch.
Cadi was still riding the high from her orgasm, and through the blissful haze all she knew was that she wanted more of him; she wanted to see what it looked like when he lost control.
She fumbled with his pants, her hands beginning to shake the closer she got to what she craved.
Finally, the last button gave way, and she slid her hand beneath the denim to graze her fingers against his hard length.
Elias sucked in a tight breath when she wrapped her hand around his cock and began to move up his shaft, twisting her hand around the head before she slid back down.
His breaths shuddered as she worked him, a breathless laugh escaping her at the way his body so eagerly responded.
He shifted and pressed a hand to the glass behind her head to steady himself.
The muscles of his stomach jumped with each pass she made, another thread of his composure unraveling.
The sight of it drove her absolutely wild.
His fingers flexed against the window as a low sound rumbled from his throat.
“Fuck, Cadi …”
In response, she tilted her head and lightly nipped at his ear.
He broke.
His moan turned to a growl and he straightened, pulled her face back to his, and took a step backward to pull her toward the bed.
Cadi crawled onto the mattress, embracing the flutter in her stomach while Elias slipped out of his pants, exposing every inch of himself to her.
She didn’t even bother to fight her smile at the sight of him and the confirmation that, once again, nothing about him was what she expected.
It was better.
He flashed her a roguish grin as he stepped forward and eased her down onto her back, leaving a trail of sparks against her skin as his lips moved down her body.
Hooking his fingers into her waistband, he slid her pants down her hips with excruciating control, having regained a small bit of his composure now that her hand wasn’t wrapped around his cock.
He ran his palms slowly back up her legs to lazily contour every curve—her ankles, knees, hips, then tracing his fingers over the swirls and shadows of her phoenix tattoo.
She pulled in a trembling breath when he reached her breasts.
Elias took his time and brushed his nose along the design inked between them, slowly worshipping every piece of her.
Just like he promised.
“You’re perfect,” he murmured.
Cadi gasped when he closed his lips around one of her nipples and gently flicked his tongue against the sensitive bud.
Her fingers tangled in his hair to hold him close as she writhed beneath him.
A cry of pleasure rang out when his teeth grazed her skin, and Elias just laughed, his wicked chuckle hot against her body.
After several torturous moments, Elias released her, inching his way up her body to brush the tip of his nose against hers.
“Don’t move,” he murmured.
As if she could.
He rolled away, leaving Cadi’s mind awash in thoughts of his body, his hands, his tongue. She almost didn’t hear the soft slide of a drawer or the tear of foil before the mattress dipped and Elias’s hand slid against her.
“On your stomach for me,” he directed gently before he placed a tender kiss to her shoulder.
She rolled and propped herself up on her forearms as he grabbed a pillow, guiding her hips up to slide it beneath her.
A steady thrum coursed over her skin as his lips drifted up her spine, his hands following the lines of her body until he was right above her.
Every single one of her muscles trembled with anticipation. Her body craved him, needed him. His fingers brushed her shoulder, gathering up her hair and gently sweeping it over her back to expose her neck, where he calmly continued his worship.
He was trying to drive her insane—there was no other explanation.
“Elias,” she whispered, her voice rough. She felt him move, lifting his face to hers, then he gently tugged her earlobe between his teeth.
“Yes, Cadi?” he said, his tone light with playful teasing.
She pulled in a quivering breath when she felt him nudge her legs apart with his own and settle himself between her thighs.
“Fuck, I need you,” she choked out, no longer caring about restraint. “Gods, I need to feel you inside of me.”
“Oh, Cadi,” he said softly, running a hand down her arm. “You already have me.”
He gripped her hip and pressed forward, pushing into her slowly. She gasped at the sudden fullness, the agonizingly beautiful stretch as he gave her every glorious inch of himself. Then, he pulled back, easing out of her with a slowness that made her head spin.
“Every piece.” He pushed back in to draw a soft cry from her before he pulled out again, until only the tip of his cock remained. “You always have.”
At last, he settled himself deep, then shifted into a smooth, steady rhythm that tore every thought from her mind. His hand slid up her throat to grip her jaw and angle her face so his lips could brush against hers, letting his desperate breaths wash over her.
“Tell me you’re mine,” Elias murmured, his voice beginning to shake.
“I’m yours,” she moaned, just before he swallowed her reply with his kiss.
She felt another orgasm take root, building deep with every thrust he made, every roll of her hips to meet his.
Gods, he was going to destroy her, and she wanted nothing more than to let him.
Her hand fisted the sheets beside her as her pleasure grew, and his fingers closed around hers to hold her tightly as they ascended together.
Every sensation was heightened. Every shift of his body against hers, the weight of him above her, the feeling of him between her thighs. Tension coiled again, faster this time. Desperate cries tumbled from her lips as she raced toward release, savoring every moment in between.
Elias pressed his lips to her ear, his breath frayed as he whispered, “Come for me, love. Fuck, I need to feel you let go.”
With a ragged cry, Cadi hit her peak, and her body tensed around him as a second orgasm ripped through her.
She screamed his name, her back arched, feet sliding across the sheets for purchase against the wave that overtook her.
His rhythm became faster and more erratic, his breaths tattered.
A primal sound broke from his chest as he joined her, his arm wrapping tight around her to pull her close as he shuddered through his own release.
In the sudden stillness, Cadi collapsed against the bed, the waves of pleasure still lingering in her muscles as Elias gently pulled out of her and rolled to the side.
For a moment, neither of them moved, their battered breaths and beating hearts mingling with the forgotten chaos outside the windows.
She felt him shift, then felt something soft and warm being draped over her. He gently tucked the blanket around her hips before he wrapped her in his arms and pulled her to his chest.
“I can’t believe you’re real,” he breathed, placing a reverent kiss to her mouth. She let out a tired laugh and ran her fingers over his skin, then pressed her lips to his chest before she rested her cheek against him.
As she lay there, his breaths beneath her slowed and a heavy haze gently slipped over her as the steady beat of his heart pulled her softly into sleep.