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“I do want this. I want you.”
He started grinding his erection into her belly, and a gasp left her as she let her head fall back against the wall. The crackling of the fire seemed so intense, so powerful. Or maybe her senses were just so attuned right now that everything seemed heightened.
Freya wanted this to go further, so she placed her hands on his pecs and gently pushed him back. He took a stumbled step away from her, his head downcast and his eyes trained right on her. He was breathing so hard his chest was rising and falling fiercely.
For several seconds they stood there, just staring at each other. She didn’t know why she’d pushed him away, or maybe she did. Maybe she’d pushed him away because she wanted to tempt him in a way she’d never tempted a man before? Maybe she wanted to be able to see the product of his desire on his face, and the way his pants tented because he was so hard for her.
She licked her lips and knew she didn’t want to postpone this. She didn’t want anything going slow or being stopped by their thoughts.
“I want you,” he said in a very pained, almost strained voice. “I want this.”
They stood there several more seconds, neither speaking, but the sexual chemistry and electricity bounced between them. “I want you, too,” she breathed out so softly she wasn’t even sure he had heard her. And then finding her strength, she grabbed the straps of her dress and pushed them off her shoulders, leaving her standing in nothing but her panties.
Freya was really doing this, and she wasn’t going to stop.16Elijah moved his gaze up and down her body, looking at her exposed chest. Elijah had always dated conceited women who were so superficial it was sickening at times.
Freya was all woman, though, plump and thick in all the right places with a waist that was wide enough for him to hold onto when he was making her feel good.
Elijah loved that about her, loved that she was made to take the kind of pleasure he wanted to give her.
“God, Freya.” Elijah ran a hand over his mouth, the sound of his palm moving over the stubble on his cheeks seeming loud even though the fire beside them crackled. “Your body is so fucking gorgeous.” And it was, God, it so was. Then he was right in front of her again, not able to control himself. He framed her face with his hands, tilting her head to the side and kissing her until she was moaning and had her hands latched onto his biceps.
He licked and sucked at her lips, so addicted to her he couldn’t stop himself. Elijah drew her tongue into his mouth, then ground his erection into her bare belly. It was like he did all those things simultaneously. Like his body had a mind of its own.
He deepened the kiss, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as if she needed their bodies melded together. He was more than happy to give her whatever she wanted.
He was going to take her, make her his, and nothing would stop him from claiming the woman he loved.Freya wanted to be in the bed, feeling the weight of Elijah above her so his muscles pressed down on her, feel the masculinity pouring from him and surrounding her.
Freya broke away from him. “I want you, Elijah,” she said again, hoping he saw the unspoken meaning behind those words. She was wet, her pussy clenching, needing his cock inside her, and her nipples felt like they might tear through the material.
But he must have known what she wanted, or maybe he wanted the same thing—a bed—because he took her hand in his and led her farther down the hallway. He walked them into the bedroom, shut the door with his foot, and in the next second, he had her pressed up against the wall and started kissing her again.
“I can’t keep my hands off you, not even long enough to take you to the bed,” he breathed out against her lips.
He started kissing her again and slid their tongues together. He was making her feel so good. God, was he making her feel so good, and he wasn’t even fucking her yet.
He broke the kiss and started dragging his lips up and down her throat, murmuring these erotic, filthy words against her skin. “I just want to fuck you so hard and thoroughly all you can feel when you sit down is that twinge of discomfort from my cock pounding into you the night before.”
She gasped from her arousal and because of his dirty words. No one had ever said anything like that to her before, but damn, did it make her hot.
