Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 39424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 197(@200wpm)___ 158(@250wpm)___ 131(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 197(@200wpm)___ 158(@250wpm)___ 131(@300wpm)
I lift my hips into her hand. “Mouth, baby. I want your mouth.”
She doesn’t make me wait. She slides her tongue along my length and then takes me into her mouth. It takes everything in me to hold back. Her hands go to my hips, and she bobs up and down on me. All I can do is watch her and try to hold back.
I let a hand slide to the back of her head, and my fingers dig into her hair. There’s a pull in my lower belly, and I’m so close. I gently tug on her hair and pull her off my cock. She whimpers, and I pull her up until she’s lying flush along my body. “I’m about to come.”
She kisses me and pulls away with a smirk. “That’s the point, right?”
I slide my hand down between us and cup her pussy. “I want to come here.”
She smiles and then stops suddenly. “I’m not on the pill, E.”
Another time, I’d ask her for more details, but all I can mutter is, “I don’t have a condom.”
She leans across me and pulls open the drawer. “I got these while you were gone.”
She takes one out of the box and holds the square foil package in her hand. “Can I?”
I tuck a pillow under my head. “Yeah.”
She starts to sheath me, and I have to stop her. “Fuck, I’m so close, baby. Let me do it.”
I finish covering myself and then pull her up my body so she’s straddling me. “I want to watch you ride me.”
She raises up and positions me at her core. Slowly, she lowers her body until she impales herself on my hard, throbbing cock. Her head is thrown back, her back is arched, and I grab onto her hips as she starts to move on me.
“Fuck, you feel so good.”
She rocks back and forth, front to back and then side to side. When she finds her rhythm, she increases her tempo, and it’s taking everything in me to hold back.
I lean up to kiss her, and as soon as our lips meet, I feel her pussy gush, and she clamps down on me. She moans and wraps her arms around my neck as I thrust my hips up to meet hers.
It feels so good, but I need more. I flip her to her back, put her hands above her head, and drive into her.
She pulls from my hold and shakes her head. “No, not this time, Elias. I’m touching you, all of you. That was the deal.”
I release the hold on her hands, and they go straight to the scars on my chest. I thrust into her as I let myself give in to the orgasm.
One thing is for sure: Chloe is touching all of me… even the part of me that I thought I’d closed off… my heart.
CHAPTER 15
CHLOE
I stretch, and every muscle in my body aches.
The smile forms on my face until I turn to the side and notice the spot beside me is empty. There’s a rock in my stomach as I come to the conclusion that Elias has left. Of course he did. Why would I expect anything different?
There’s a sound in the other room. I sit straight up in bed, and that’s when the smell of coffee hits me.
I can’t get up fast enough. Surely Elias didn’t make coffee and just leave.
I see my shirt on the chair and pull it over my body as I make my way out to the kitchen. It’s only when I get to the doorway and see him standing there that I stop. I’ve been up for mere minutes and I’ve already been on a roller coaster of emotions. I soak in the sight of him. He has his shirt off, and his jeans are hanging low on his hips. I had figured he’d disappear this morning, but seeing him like this, half-dressed, lets me know that last night just wasn’t a fluke. He had to feel something too.
I try to play it cool and lean against the door watching him as he cooks breakfast. Damn, it should be illegal to look as good as he does.
He turns and doesn’t seem surprised to see me standing here, but he lets his eyes travel down the length of my body before making their way back up to my face. I swear it’s like I can feel his hands on me, and he’s not even close.
“What’s wrong?” he asks.
I shake my head. “Nothing’s wrong.”
He leans back against the counter, crosses his arms over his chest, and levels me with a look. “Did I hurt you last night?”
I pull at the hem of my shirt. He did a lot of things last night, but hurting me was not one of them. “No. You didn’t hurt me.”
He nods his head, still watching me. “Okay, did I do something wrong?”