Page 131 of A Legacy of the Light

He grips my chin. “Look at me. I want to see you unravel when you come with my name on your lips.”

Little does he know that he’s been unravelling me since the day I fucking arrived.

“Faster,” he commands.

Doing as he says, I fight desperately to keep my eyes open. Tavish’s burning gaze holds me as he watches me take my pleasure while pinned beneath him.

“You too,” I plead.

“Me what, Elsie? Tell me what you want.”

“I want to watch you, too.”

Tavish pulls his bottom lip between his teeth and braces his weight on one arm. His other slips into his own pants and he starts to pump himself.

My eyes flick down to where his hand is moving underneath the fabric and another moan slips free.

“Fuck, that’s it. Good girl. Make yourself come for me,” he grunts.

I grip his other arm tightly and we both pant hard as we push each other closer and closer to the edge. We take turns dropping our eyes to where we are each pleasuring ourselves. Every time his eyes dip to my hand rubbing in tight circles on my clit, my orgasm builds.

His pupils are blown wide with desire and he drops his lips to mine in a scorching kiss that almost breaks me.

“One day, Elsie—” I shudder when he says my name. “One day, I’m going to bury myself so deep inside you that we won’t know where one of us ends and the other begins.” He groans next to my ear, my body tightening even further against him. “One day, I’m going to feel you break around my cock while I fill you with my come.”

I shatter.

My orgasm is so powerful that my back arches and I throw my head back.

“Yes, fuck, yes,” I moan as release rips through me, again and again.

Tavish groans above me. His body tensing, ready for his own release as he watches me writhe with pleasure.

“Taste me,” I demand after coming down from my orgasm. That thought I had in the tub after the meadow has haunted me.

I remove my fingers from between my legs, wet with my own arousal, and slowly lift them to his mouth.

Tavish doesn’t hesitate. He greedily wraps his lips around my fingers and runs his tongue along the length of them. He releases a moan so sinful that my body craves more of him. My imagination was a poor imitation of what this would be like; of what he would sound like.

His eyes roll into the back of his head and his movements get jerkier as he licks my fingers clean.

I take my fingers from his mouth and linger on his lips. “Now I want to see you come, Tavish.”

His stiffens above me. “Elsie,” he moans and his body jerks as he finds his pleasure. His orgasms lasts almost as long as mine and he bites on his bottom lip, muffling the sound of his growls as he climaxes. His eyes burn as they look down at me.

When he’s spent, he drops his forehead to mine. “Well, that was . . .”

“The hottest moment of my entire fucking life,” I finish for him and we both laugh. I have never had an experience like that. Never made myself come like that. I’ve masturbated in front of partners before. But that? That was another world of pleasure.

Tavish huffs another laugh and kisses me softly. “I’ll be right back.”

He lifts off me and I can’t stop my eyes wandering to the dark patch at the top of his waistline. Satisfaction roars through me—I did that to him. Yeah, I fucking did.

He pads into his bedroom to change and wash up. I lie on the sofa on my back and bask in the post-orgasm peace.

When I hear Tavish returning, I stand to wash my hands in the kitchen sink. As I rinse them under the warm water, strong arms wrap around me from behind and Tavish rests his chin on my shoulder.

“I know you don’t want to go too far, and I won’t push it. But I hope you know how deep my desire for you is,” he whispers and kisses my neck once before letting me go.