36. Eli
thirty-six
Eli
Callie’s nails dig into the tops of my thighs as she leans forward and braces herself while she rides my cock. Our sweet and lazy morning sex developed into an all-out fuck fest. My girl woke up insatiable, and being the gracious man that I am, I have obliged her needs, giving her exactly what she wants—filthy hot sex.
“That’s it, princess. Ride my cock.” I keep my eyes glued to where our bodies connect. Her cream coats my cock and drips down my shaft as her pussy swallows me whole.
“I need more. Fuck me harder, Elijiah.” Her thighs clench as she chases her second orgasm.
I wrap Callie’s long blonde locks around my fist and pull. “You will take what I give you.”
“Please,” she pleads.
Fuck, I love when she begs.
“Not yet.” Grasping her hips, I lift her off my cock and tug her pussy to my face.
Callie moans low in her throat, and her pussy gushes as my tongue spears into her hot, silky center.
“Oh god, yes. Don’t stop,” she cries as she rides my face. Her hard nipples scrape my stomach as I push her face down and lift her ass up. I cover her clit with my mouth and work the swollen bundle of nerves until her orgasm builds and her pussy throbs under my tongue.
“I’m so close.” Callie whines in frustration as I bury my face into her pussy and attack it with my mouth once more, before releasing her clit and sliding my fingers up her slit. I push two inside her tight cunt, making her muscles quiver, and finger fuck her.
“No coming yet,” I warn.
“Fine, then don’t come.” She grips my cock and wraps her lips around my head, then dives and swallows me to the back of her throat.
“Fucking little minx,” I growl.
My girl is feisty this morning and if she wants to play, then I’m more than game. I’m going to fuck her until she sings and I’ve rung every bit of pleasure from her body.
I was going to edge her and make her orgasm feel like a fireworks grand finale, but now that she’s being naughty, I’m going to punish her. With a fuck-ton of orgasms. I’ve become an expert in reading Callie’s body. I know every sound, every cry, every quiver, and I’m going to use them to my advantage.
Her tongue lashes the top of my shaft, and she drags her mouth up and down my cock.
“Fuck, that feels so good. I love when you suck me off after I’ve fucked you. It makes me so fucking hard when you lick your cum off my cock. Tell me, princess, do you like tasting yourself on my cock?”
Callie moans around my dick. “Yes.” My dirty girl returns her attention to my tip and rolls my balls between her fingers at the same time.
The fire in my spine springs to life, warning me to work faster before I come down her sexy throat. Removing my fingers from her pussy, I grip her ass cheeks and hoist her behind into the air, latching onto the hard bud at the apex of her thighs and flicking it, hard and fast. She moans, “Fuck,” around my cock, trying to maintain her rhythm, but quickly forgets about her job and comes on my tongue.
That’s two.
Instead of letting her ride out her orgasm, I rip her off my cock and push her forward, face into the mattress and ass in the air. As quickly as I can, I sit up on my knees and thrust my cock back inside her. Her muscles spasm around me as she cries out my name.
I pound into Callie with hard strokes, angling our joined hips so my dick hits the spot deep inside her that makes her come like a rocket. My balls slap her clit with every thrust. The sound of our skin slapping is music to my ears.
Callie raises her top half onto her hands and pushes back against me. I reach around and rub her clit as she impales herself with my cock. “You like that?”
“Fuck, Eli. Yes,” she hisses.
“You’re going to feel me between your legs all day. Every time you move, your pussy will throb and, by the end of the day, your tight little cunt will ache only for me.”
Her whimpers fill the air, her hips still, and her thighs grow rigid as she comes again around me. I love how fucking responsive she is to my filthy mouth.
That’s three.
Callie mewls as she falls onto her elbows, spent. I roll her over onto her back and place her ankles on my shoulders, then notch my cock at her entrance.
She stares up at me in wonder, her eyes wide. “Y-you didn’t finish?” she stammers.
“No, princess, I didn’t come. You’ll know when I do.” I push just my broad tip inside her and pause. “If you want me to stop, say the word. Is that what you want? Do you want me to stop?”
She vehemently shakes her head and grips her tits, pinching at her nipples. “No, don’t stop. Never stop, Elijiah.”
“Never,” I repeat.
With one hard thrust, I bury my cock deep inside her pussy, which sends her eyes rolling. I give Callie a second to acclimate, her body molding to my length, then hinge over—bending her in half—and wrap my hand around her neck, where her chain lies.
“I will never get enough of this pussy.” I slowly drag my cock out to the tip before I quickly drive back into her slick channel. “I will never get enough of you.” Repeating, I slowly pull out and plunge back in. “You are it for me, princess. You’re mine, and I will never let you go.”
Swiveling my hips, I grind my pubic bone over her clit. I alternate thrusts and swivels until we both come together in a burst of fire. I black out as her body turns stiff from her orgasm beneath me and her nails dig into the tops of my shoulders, leaving scratch marks behind.
Callie removes her legs from my shoulders, star-fishing beneath me as I lie on top of her. Her fingers massage my scalp as she lies back in an orgasmic haze. “That was…”
I prop myself on my elbows and finish her sentence with a smirk. “Amazing. Life altering. Best sex you’ve ever had.”
“All of the above,” she breathes out, a lazy smile on her lips.
“Damn fucking right.” Gripping the back of her neck, I bring her mouth to mine in a slow, sensual kiss.
We take our time exploring each other’s mouths, our tongues tangling and sliding in a luxurious rhythm.
My phone rings in the distance.
Callie falls back, breaking our kiss, and sighs. “I wish you didn’t have to work today.”
After the movie premiere, I took an extra few days off to let the dust settle. Callie and I caused quite a little stir, but it did exactly what Hudson wanted. Today will be my first day back at work while Callie visits her mom.
I hate the idea of being away from her. Not only will Big Mike be driving her, but I also hired Boone as her personal bodyguard. He’s between gigs and the only guy I trust, with a security background. The only time he will leave her side is if she has to use the bathroom. Having two people I trust watching out for Callie eases my anxiety about being away from her for the day.
“Me too. I promise to make it up to you tonight.”
Callie strokes my chest with her nails, giving me goosebumps. “With more hot sex?” Her sweet melodic voice makes the question sound more innocent than it should.
My shoulders shake as I chuckle. “Sure. I’ll give you all the hot sex you want.”
“You’re the best boyfriend ever.”
I bristle at the word “boyfriend”. It sounds so juvenile. Callie is more than just my girlfriend. She’s my everything.
She misconstrues my flinch and mumbles, “Sorry.”
I pull out of her and roll us onto our sides to face one another, draping her leg over my hip. “I hope I’m more than your boyfriend, princess.”
She smiles against my chest, her lips grazing my skin. “Are you my man-friend?” she teases, and I pinch her ass for her snark, making her chuckle.
Callie looks up at me with big doe eyes, stealing my breath. I push her wild hair behind her ear and stare at her swollen lips. She’s so fucking gorgeous all sexed up.
“For now, your partner. But someday soon, you’ll be my wife,” I tell her.
She smiles widely and taps her lips with her finger. “And that would make you my…” Callie waits for me to fill in the blank.
After all the time I spent pushing her away, I understand she needs the verbal affirmation of my feelings. “Husband.”
“Can I call you hubby?” she teases.
“You can call me anything you want.”
“Hmm. How about daddy? Can I call you daddy?” She hums and licks my nipple, making my cock jerk.
I slide out from under her like my ass is on fire. “I know what you’re doing.”
“Sorry, daddy.” The little minx pretends to pout as her eyes sparkle with mischief, giving her away.
And now, I’m hard as stone.
“Fuck.” I rush to the bathroom and slam the door. “You’re going to pay for that,” I shout at her through the door.
Callie howls with laughter, which brings a smile to my face. I’ve never been this fucking happy in my life.
Mornings like these should never end, and the only way for that to happen is for Callie to move in with me. Crazy fast? Sure. But nothing ever felt so right.
The words on the page in front of me blur as my mind drifts back to this morning. I can’t get the way Callie purred “daddy” out of my head. I never thought being called daddy would do it for me, but then again, anything that comes out of Callie’s mouth gets me hard.
How do I broach the subject of moving in together without freaking her out? Fuck it. I’ll just hire people to collect her clothes from the penthouse and move them into my closet so she can’t say no.
Isn’t that kidnapping?
The reception desk buzzes my office, giving me a good reason to ignore the logical part of my brain telling me to ask and not force Callie to move in.
“Hi, Reenie, what can I do for you?”
“Eli, it’s Dez. The she-devil is here.”
Silla. I wondered how long it would take her to come out of hiding after Callie and I made our relationship public. The gossip about our newly kindled romance went over smoother than I thought it would. Hudson thinks the video that was leaked helped. Sure, it showed Callie falling, but it also captured me freaking the fuck out and catching Callie in my arms.
I haven’t watched the video. The thought of seeing Callie fall again makes me sick to my stomach. Reliving one of the scariest moments in my life isn’t exactly on my to-do list.
“You can send her in.”
“Are you ready?”
I quickly open the app on my phone and press record. Mason had a camera set up in my office, in case Silla stopped by unexpectedly. “I just hit record.”
“Okay, good. She’s on her way. I’ll be right outside.”
I bite back a laugh. “Of course you will.”
Dez and Hudson know about Silla and her involvement in Callie’s accidents, as well as the embezzlement and the life insurance policy. There was no way I was keeping my partners in the dark. The reason we are successful is because we stick together, and that doesn’t extend to only business. Those guys are my best friends, and just like I would do anything for them, they would do anything for me.
The door flies open, and Silla zooms in on her broomstick. Fine, I’m exaggerating. She storms in on her thousand-dollar red sole stilettos, in a cloud of cloying sweet perfume.
A fake smile spreads across my face as I stand and greet the demon witch. “Silla, it’s a pleasure to see you. How are you?”
“Where is Callie?” she hisses, not bothering with pleasantries. Her forehead and lips look refreshed, so I’m guessing she was at another one of her plastic surgery spas.
“Hello to you too, Silla.” I coolly take a seat, leaving her to stand in the middle of my office with her hip cocked in her way-too-tight red dress.
“Cut the shit, Eli, and tell me where I can find Callie.” I almost miss the flash of fear in her livid glare. The lack of her control over Callie scares her.
I lean back in my chair and steeple my fingers. “That’s none of your concern.”
Silla huffs. “Callie needs to get off her lazy ass and back to rehearsals. She has a tour starting soon. People are counting on her to get paid.”
Oh, I’m sure you are, you hateful bitch.
Pushing away my rising fury, I keep my tone calm. “She’s resting. She’ll be back when she’s ready. Until then…” I shrug nonchalantly.
Silla and I both know Callie is with me and there isn’t a damn thing she can do about it.
“The little rat has to come out of her hidey hole at some point. You can’t hide her away forever.”
Just breathe. She’s trying to push your buttons.
My jaw ticks. “Never said I was, but you don’t need to worry about her.”
Silla scoffs. “That’s where you’re wrong. Just because you’re fucking the slut, it doesn’t mean she belongs to you.”
Okay, now she’s just trying to piss me off.
“Jealous?”
Her nostrils flare, giving her away. She tries to recover, but I already saw the chink in her armor. She flicks her wrist in disgust, her long claws clacking together. “Don’t be absurd. She can have you.”
“Oh, she has me alright.”
Silla snarls, and how I never saw the depths of her vileness makes me want to kick past me’s ass again. If I had just grown a pair and gone after Callie before, I would have been able to stop Silla much sooner.
“Tell me where your little whore is before you make me angry.”
“Is that a threat, Silla?”
“Take it however you want. I own Callie. She’s nothing without me.”
“Agree to disagree. But don’t worry. I’m taking fantastic care of your sister for you.” I wink, letting her know I’m aware of the truth.
At that, she almost loses her temper but catches herself, thinking better of it, and juts her tits and chin out like she has something to be proud of. “Oh, I’m sure you are,” she sneers. “But the little tramp is my client, and I have a right to know where you’re keeping her.”
The way she keeps talking about my woman is pissing me the fuck off. My eye twitches as anger burns through my veins, threatening to burst into flames. “No, you don’t. If Callie wants to speak to you, she will reach out. But don’t hold your breath. She wants nothing to do with you.”
“She doesn’t have a choice.”
“That’s what you think.”
Silla throws her head back and howls like the evil witch she is, making my balls shrivel. “It’s what I know. I own her, Eli. And I always will.”
I finally snap. “No, you don’t. Callie is mine now, and she won’t be needing your services anymore. Expect to hear from my lawyer, and please consider your contract void. Now, kindly, get the fuck out of my office.”
“I’ll leave, but this isn’t over. You’ll figure it out eventually, but that girl is a cock tease, just like her whore of a mother. Only good for spreading her legs. It’s too bad my father didn’t learn his lesson before his untimely demise.”
What the fuck? Something about the way she said that needles my brain.
“See you around, Eli.” Silla turns on her heel, trying to look sexy and powerful like she just won whatever showdown she thinks this was. She sways her hips from side to side and flips her hair over her shoulder.
Fucking psycho.
Dez pops his head in, eyebrows raised. “That was, uh, interesting.”
“That’s one way to put it.”
“Do you need anything?” He pulls out his phone, ready to take notes.
“I’m good. I’m going to make a call and then head out.”
“Do whatever you need to do. I’m here if you need me. See you later, Eli.”
“Thanks, Dez.”
I pick up my cell phone and dial my big brother. Jace answers on the second ring.
I don’t bother making chit-chat. “Please tell me you know where David Jenkins is?”