Chapter Sixteen #2
My lust spiked at his dirty talk. I pulled off his boxers, and wet pleasure surged between my legs at the sight of him, hard and full, thick head glistened with pre-come.
I straddled his muscular thigh, ran my wetness against his leg, and dragged my nails up his sack.
He shivered, and his hands fisted the sheets.
I wrapped my fingers around the base of his cock, bent over, and slowly licked the tip.
His eyes rolled back, and he groaned. I closed my mouth over his head and sucked.
His body jerked and chest rumbled with deep sounds of pleasure.
I rubbed myself against his leg as I pulled him deeper into my mouth, my head moving up and down in time with the movement of my hips.
He threaded his hands into my hair and tugged hard, urging me further down his length. I met his demands, turned on by his desire, and he grew harder and thicker in my mouth. I hummed with satisfaction, and he shivered from the vibrations.
“I need to be inside you,” he growled. “Now.”
He pulled me off him, gripped my hips hard, fingers pinching flesh, and flipped me onto my back.
He spread my legs wide with his knees, took himself in hand, and placed himself at my entrance.
He coated the head of his cock with my wetness while he devoured my mouth and, without hesitation, drove himself into me.
I cried out from the exquisite pain and solid fullness; he was big, and it had been a long time. He took my chin firmly in his hand and kissed me savagely, as savagely as he moved inside me with deep, forceful thrusts.
I raked my nails down his back, relishing his roughness and wanting more.
My knees went wider, and I wrapped my legs around him, tilting my hips until I felt the weight of his balls on my ass.
His unrelenting rhythm and the way he moved his body against my clit was too much.
I reached the precipice of climax, desperate to come with his entire body pressed against mine.
“Elias! Yes!”
“That’s it, baby. Come for me.”
The power in his voice demanded, and I obeyed. I shattered into a quivering mass of sensation. With each stroke, the pulses of my orgasm thundered through my body, my moans accompanying them, deep and husky.
I gripped him tight until the shockwaves subsided and he slowed, my over-sensitive flesh twitching with each additional stroke. The tremors calmed, and he quirked his playboy smile as I brushed the sweaty strands of hair from my face.
“My turn,” he said with a mischievous grin and pulled out.
He flipped me onto my stomach and pulled my hips into the air. I scrambled to get my hands under me and looked over my shoulder. Elias’s tan muscled body glistened with sweat. He took himself in hand and the ache between my legs returned.
He met my eyes. “Do you want me to fuck you, Lena?”
My entire body shivered with need. “Yes,” I said, my voice low and breathy.
“Tell me, Lena. Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to fuck me, Elias. Please.”
He groaned and thrust into me. I cried out from the fullness at that angle. Damn, he felt good, and his deep strokes threatened to bring me to climax once again.
His pace increased, and I knew he was getting close. “Fuck, Lena!” He wrapped his hand around my front, dragging his fingers through our combined wetness and rubbed my clit ruthlessly. “I’m gonna come, baby. Come with me.”
My orgasm came on slow but steady and strong. I screamed his name as it built momentum, and that pushed him over the edge. He grunted, thrusting hard, and his orgasm claimed him. He stilled, one hand digging into my hip, the other slowly circling my clit as he emptied himself into me.
He collapsed onto my back, wrapped both arms around my middle, and pulled me down onto the bed.
He was still inside me, spooning me, leg draped over mine, our heavy breathing and the crashing waves loud in the otherwise quiet space.
I took the arm wrapped around my waist and pulled it between my breasts, hugging him close, and kissed his fingertips.
He snuggled in, nuzzling my neck, and kissed my shoulder.
“We should have done this weeks ago,” I mumbled.
His chest rumbled with laughter. He brushed my hair aside and placed a soft kiss on my neck. “As much as I enjoyed that, it wouldn’t have been right before, for either of us. We needed to get here in our own time.”
He pulled out and nudged me onto my back. I wiggled around to face him, and his beautiful blue eyes were filled with adoration. He brushed his thumb across my cheek and gently kissed my forehead, then the tip of my nose, then each corner of my mouth.
“We needed to come to terms with our pasts so we could see a future. Our future.”
Tears welled, my emotions threatening to overwhelm me—happiness, trust, pleasure, connection. My feelings for Elias ran deep, but they didn’t scare me. Instead, they felt... right.
I pushed my fingers into his hair and ran my nails over his scalp. “Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For giving me my life back. For showing me I can trust. For taking a chance with your future.”
He leaned forward and kissed my lips, lingering there for a precious moment, then pulled back to meet my eyes. “Our future. And the adventure is just beginning.”