Chapter 8 #2
I whimpered, feeling as though my arousal would begin to flow down my legs any second now. Elijah moved closer, and I almost jumped out of my skin when I felt his cock against me again. His rigid length pressed against my lower back.
"Your skin is so smooth," he said, his voice slightly husky.
"Th—thank you," I said, not knowing what else to say when I could barely concentrate.
I turned to him and met his heated gaze. He lowered his head to kiss me. This time it was soft and passionate, but the need couldn't be mistaken.
Elijah took me into his arms and gently placed me on the bed.
I stared up at his towering form as he lowered himself and kissed me softly.
The kiss on my lips lasted briefly. He went lower, kissing my cheeks, my neck, the hollows of my breasts.
And then he paused, assessing each with his lustful gaze before he swiped his tongue across each swollen mound.
I moaned softly, even more so when he cupped each and crushed them together.
He flicked his tongue across each aroused nipple until his saliva glimmered against my skin. When he was done, he continued with his kisses, moving down my stomach and pausing at my belly button.
Anticipation built as he went even lower, peppering my sensitive skin with hot kisses.
He pried my legs further apart, staring down at my flesh.
"Elijah," I breathed.
He glanced up at me, his eyes fierce with passion.
"Trust me, you're going to love it."
I nodded, lowering my head back to the pillows and waiting patiently for what was to come next.
The sound of the rain blasted heavily against the roof. The room was dim, and Elijah was between my legs. Could life get any more perfect?
Elijah kissed my inner thighs, moving closer and closer to my sensitive flesh. I bit down on my lip when I felt his warm breath against my skin that ached for his touch.
When he kissed me on my folds, my breath hitched, and pleasure shot through me. My body stiffened slightly when he licked me gently, opening my slit with the stroke of his tongue.
His tongue was warm and wet and gentle, and with each stroke, I drifted closer to the edge. I'd never had a man there before. The feeling was unlike anything I'd ever felt before, having someone explore me in such a manner. The vulnerability of it. The intimacy.
This was what I'd been missing. What it was supposed to feel like.
Elijah held my legs apart and continued to suckle, licking, sucking, stroking.
My body began to writhe, my hands no longer gripping the sheets but his hair instead.
As the sensations became more intense, I began to rake through his soft hair, pressing his head further down.
It wasn't my intention, but I was desperate to feel more, drifting closer and closer to my release.
Elijah, as if sensing my desperation, dipped his tongue inside my entrance and lapped at my flesh.
My legs strained against his hands, wanting to close around his head. Just when I felt I'd shatter into a million pieces, he withdrew from me, leaving a trail of his saliva to trickle down.
I could feel it trickling down even when he came up and kissed me on the lips, making sure I tasted myself on him. He kissed me sloppily, his mouth all over mine, and I loved it. Meanwhile, he got between my legs and shifted them further apart with his.
He lowered himself and pressed his erection against my aching flesh.
I gasped, mouth gaping open. Before I could react, he was sucking on my lower lip, tugging it between his teeth.
My eyes rolled. Before I could breathe another breath, he sealed my mouth with a ravenous kiss, pressing his lips so hard against mine I could taste his need for me.
He slowly moved his body, allowing his erection to slide up against me, my core tightening, wanting to be filled.
"Elijah," I muttered, breaking the kiss.
My mouth parted slowly as he stuck his tip in my entrance and paused. I held my breath, my pulse hammering as he met my gaze and slowly entered me. I whimpered as my flesh stretched to welcome his thickness.
Elijah clenched his teeth and plunged deeper inside me. A shot of pain ripped through me as I grabbed onto his arms. It was not as intense as being deflowered, but with Elijah being as big as he was, this was new to me.
"Did I hurt you?" he asked, as his gaze searched mine, concern etched on his face.
I didn't want him to stop. "No. You're just so big," I confessed.
He kissed me and gently began to stroke inside me with his length. It felt so good being filled like this, but I knew I wasn't getting everything.
As Elijah continued to move back and forth inside me, I slid my hands down his toned back and to his ass. I gently pressed him against me, causing him to shift deeper, and bit my lip when he did. Elijah gently eased deeper and deeper until he was completely buried inside me.
He paused, sucking in a breath, his body pressing against mine, heat flooding my body.
"You feel so damn good wrapped around my cock like this," he said without moving, and I clenched around his thickness just by hearing his words alone.
Elijah didn't move. He allowed me to get accustomed to his size, but having him inside me like this, filling me up, my core gently throbbing, I felt a connection I'd been missing my entire life.
Someone who saw me. Someone who wanted me. Someone who made me feel like I mattered.
I began to roll my hips beneath him, just loving the way he filled my center.
"Elijah," I breathed, wrapping my hands around his neck while my body writhed beneath him.
He began to move then, pulling back before easing back deep. I moaned, squeezing my eyes shut as I became delirious with pleasure. Elijah cupped my breasts and stroked me, his thickness caressing my walls.
When he kissed me, it triggered something inside me that made my gut tighten and my body tingle. Suddenly, I wanted Elijah to go faster and harder. I knew my release was near.
My walls tugged against him, and his pace increased a little. I pulled his body against mine so they slid against each other with every stroke.
When I started to clench and unclench around him, not long after, my orgasm crashed into me.
I cried Elijah's name as I came, my body trembling. He muttered something under his breath and quickly pulled out. He rose up just a little to stroke himself with his hand. His jaw clenched, and he moaned throatily when his seed spilled onto my aching flesh, running down my slit in a thick trail.
I grabbed onto my breasts and squeezed them tightly as the sensations crashed into me, as Elijah's warm cum slid down my folds.
"You're amazing," he said, rolling to the side.
I thought that was the end of it, but then he reached for me and pulled me against him, my back pressed against his chest. I lifted my legs, and he wedged his still-hard cock between them.
I closed my eyes when I felt his erection against my wetness, and he entered me in a single thrust. My sensitive walls already started to respond to him.
Elijah grunted loudly, pulling back only to impale me again. His hand slid over my breast and down my sweaty body. He found my clit and began circling it while pumping inside me.
"Oh, oh God," I squealed, closing my eyes tight as I tried to stave off an early orgasm.
"You feel like you were made for me, Kennedy," he said, all the while still filling me with deep, hard thrusts.
My core tightened at his words, and Elijah muttered a curse under his breath. His pace became faster while my stomach tightened with desire.
With his hand on my sensitive clit and his cock filling me, I became heady with pleasure, my body flushed, my thoughts cloudy.
He slammed into me, and my breath hitched, pleasure crashing into me that caused my body to tremble. Elijah grunted loudly and slammed into me again, burying himself deep before pulling back and doing it all over again.
My orgasm came suddenly, my body spasming, my core clenching. I squeezed my legs shut around Elijah's hand, yet he still continued to move, making the experience all the more fulfilling.
He sucked his breath through his teeth, and my eyes fluttered when I felt his warm seed fill me. Shockwaves moved through my body, my mouth hanging open as I tried to catch my breath.
His erection flexed inside of me, still pumping me full. When he finally pulled out, he kissed my neck and pulled me closer.
It felt like I was floating on a cloud of bliss, and I didn't want the feeling to end.