Eli grins beneath me as the material falls away. I’m not fully exposed, but it’s enough for him to see what he wants. “You have perfect tits,” his deep voice is smooth as silk. “Move your hair, baby. I want to see all of you.” Eli puts his hands behind his head, watching with rapt attention.
I do as he says. Again, totally out of character. I’m always in charge, but I surrender to him without question and pull my hair back before lowering closer to him. My breasts hang, just barely brushing against his chest. “I never do this.”
“Do what?” He lifts his hand and rubs his finger across my cheek.
“Casual sex.”
“Seems I’m breaking a lot of your rules.”
I struggle to keep my voice steady. “I would say so.”
“Do you want to stop?” His fingers slide down my neck and over my breast before he rubs tiny circles around my nipple.
“No.”
He smiles. “Do you like the way I touch you? The way my fingers feel against your skin?”
“Yes,” I admit.
“How bad do you want this?” Eli asks as he takes my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
There are no words. I’ve been tasered, and this is more electric. Every inch of me is humming. I want this to never end. One-night stands aren’t all that bad, I’ve been missing out.
I drop down and kiss his lips.
“Heather?” He pulls my attention back. “Answer me.”
“What was the question?”
He chuckles. “Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Yes,” I moan.
As soon as I say the word, he rolls me onto my back. His hands grip my breasts as he massages and kneads. I close my eyes and lose myself in his touch. Then I feel his tongue against my skin. The heat from his mouth and the cool air in the room sends shivers down my spine.
I need more. I rock my chest up, silently begging. He sucks and licks the right side and then pays attention to the left. Eli starts to move lower, and I lift my head. No way is he going down on me. I can’t. I’ve only ever let Matt do that, and it was not a good experience.
He unbuttons my jeans that took me five minutes to get into, and I grab his hand. “You don’t have to,” I say quickly.
“I want to.”
Want to? Matt said no man wants to do this, they do it because they have to.
“I’m serious.” I give him another out.
Eli rises onto his knees then hooks his fingers in my jeans. “I’m serious, too. I want to taste you. I want to make you scream my fucking name so loud that everyone here knows what I’m doing to you.” The heat in his eyes melts me.
“I know that most guys don’t like it . . .” He stops, giving me a confused look, which makes me feel naïve and a bit stupid. “I mean, I’ve been told by . . . that . . .”
Eli pulls my pants lower. “Did you ever come on a man’s tongue?”
“No.”
“You’re going to come on mine.” He leaves no room for question. “A real man eats pussy. Only selfish pricks refuse to give their girl what they need.”
I lie completely speechless. But I don’t have time to think about what he said, because he’s ripping my pants and underwear off. Eli lifts my legs, throwing them over his shoulder, and his gaze melts me. He watches me as he moves closer, taking his time, causing my heart to race.
At the first swipe of his tongue, I’m done.
But it only gets better. Eli knows what he’s doing. His tongue presses against my clit, moving in circles, then up and down. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt. Sweat starts to bead on my forehead as my climax builds. He wasn’t kidding about making me come.
My fingers grip the blanket as I try to hold back, try to stay on the ground. He forces me to climb higher and higher as he continues to drive me toward ecstasy. “Holy shit. Oh, my God,” I mumble.
He stops for a second, slips his finger inside, and sucks even harder. I twist and start to tremble as he continues to drive me forward. Another finger joins the first, and he pushes deeper, crooking them just right and hitting the blessed spot that no man has ever found before. I burst apart.
Everything inside of me clenches as I fall over the cliff. I scream his name, exactly like he promised I would, and then become mush.
Holy shit. I’m dead. Died. Gone to heaven. I’ve met my maker because this man is a God.
My breathing is erratic, and my heart is thumping so loud that I swear he can hear it. “Wow.”
“I told you.” Eli crawls his way toward my face.
“You made good on your promise.” My voice is low and full of appreciation. “I think you’re a little overdressed, Eli.”
“What are you going to do about it?” he taunts.
Making the most of the space between us, I slip my hand down and slide the zipper the rest of the way open. Then I remove his pants and boxers, allowing his impressive length to spring free. “This,” I say as I wrap my fingers around him.
He lets out a low hiss as I slide my hand from base to tip. I watch his face, learning what makes his jaw tick or his eyes close. My thumb grazes the tip, and he pushes me back. “I want to fuck you.”
Our mouths connect, tongues swirl, and our hands roam over each other. “I need you,” I beg almost desperately. “I need you right now.” I’ve never begged or been vocal during sex before. Ever.
Eli grabs a condom from the nightstand and rolls it on before getting back to where we were.
“You’re making me break my rules, too,” he confesses. I don’t have a chance to ask what the hell he’s talking about before he enters me.
My eyes slam shut as I stretch to accommodate him. He’s big. Bigger than I’ve ever had before. He doesn’t move like I expect him to, and I open my eyes.
“You okay?” Eli asks.
I nod quickly.
Eli drops on his forearm and kisses me with care. This kiss isn’t the same as the ones before. It’s slow, sensual, almost sweet. My fingers tangle in his hair as he begins to rock back slowly. He moans in my mouth as he continues to be gentle.
“Eli,” I groan. It’s too much. Everything about him is incredible. His thumb rubs back and forth on my cheek as he slides in and out. “You feel so good.”
“So do you. What are you doing to me?” I glance up at him to find him watching me. “I want to make you come again.”
Well, that would be nice.
He rolls over, forcing me to be on top. I never got to be on top much in the past. When I did, it was the only time I got off. Considering how good this feels, I doubt I won’t climax again.
“Ride me, baby.”
And I do. I glide up and down, allowing him to fill me to the brink. I rake my fingers across his chest, enjoying the way he groans. Eli is just as lost as I am. I move faster as my orgasm builds again. “I’m gonna come.”
“Good. Hurry, baby. You’re going to make me come the way you’re gripping my cock.” Eli grits his teeth as his fingers dig into the flesh of my hips, pulling me down harder as he thrusts up to meet me. I’m undone.
“Eli!” I cry out as my climax hits me hard. He continues to move me as he follows me to the end.
I fall next to him and try to catch my breath. Neither of us speak as we come down from the high.