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Chapter 12

The moment I get her inside of those sliding doors, I drop the blankets so I can push her against the wall, need driving me to get every inch of her unclothed. Her hands come to my neck, nails digging into my skin in the best way as her sighs reach my ears from me kissing along her collarbone. The way she shivers when I skim my fingers along her skin when I lift the bottom of her shirt has my dick hardening again.

How can I possibly want someone so badly? The need for her is always there, wanting more, lusting for more, of her body, of her sounds, of her touches. It's always enough when I have them, but the moment I don't, it never seems like I got nearly enough of her.

I bring her shirt over her head, and she reaches for the back of her bra as my hands go to her pants. Button already undone, I begin to pull them and her panties down. She steps out of her clothes, and I look up her body to find her bare, gazing down at me with half-lidded eyes, waiting for what I'll do next. I slowly trail my fingers up her legs, over her hips, past her belly button, and between her breasts as I stand. She reaches for my shirt, taking it off before I push my pants and boxer briefs down.

I pick her up and her legs are quick to wrap around me, bringing the warmth and wetness of her pussy right against me. I damn near stumble for a second at the feeling of it, but I keep steady as I walk to my bag atop the dresser to get a condom out, and then to the bed. All the while, her soft lips come to my neck, placing kisses there that have my dick jumping under her.

I lay her in the bed and she stretches out, widening her legs and showing me exactly where I want to be. Her pussy glistens in the low lighting of the one lamp we left on, inviting me for a taste. I pull her to the edge of the bed and put her legs on my shoulders. She looks down her body at me, teeth biting into her bottom lip. I lick her soft at first, caressing her clit until she begins panting my name. Then I suck it into my mouth, loving the way I feel her stomach muscles contract under the hand I put there to keep her still. When I lick through her lips, to her opening, the arching of her body tells me that's clearly where she wants me to be. So, I stay there, thrusting my tongue in and out of her until she's pleading for me to both keep going and stop because it's too much.

I grin against her as I go back to her clit. Only a few more licks and her thighs tighten on the sides of my head. One more suck and she breaks apart beneath me.

"Elijah." She moans, her sounds only making me suck harder, just to hear that hitch in her voice when I do.

Only when her thighs loosen, do I back away, wiping the back of one hand across my mouth as I reach for the condom with the other. Her chest is heaving as her eyes move over my body while I slide the condom down. I move towards her, and her arms open for me, pulling all of my weight down on her. Our lips meet, her taste, my taste, they mingle together when our tongues clash.

Her hand goes between us, lining me up and before I can even thrust forward, she arches up and takes me into her body. I sigh at the feeling of being back inside her. That warmth I've come to carve like a drug surrounding me, her muscles, tight and pulling me in further. I slide in until there's not an inch between us, and she hitches her legs up higher on my waist.

Our kiss becomes rougher then, our heads tilting to get more of each other as I begin thrusting. We break apart, but our lips stay mere inches from one another's, her heavy breaths ghosting across my mouth with each of her pants. Her breasts rubbing against me, her thighs beginning to tremble on my sides, her eyes fighting to stay open, all of it makes it so hard to hold back. But I need to hear her come, feel her come one more time before I let go.

I sit up, wrapping my hands around her thighs and widening them. Slamming into her, her hands go to my ass, pushing me into her harder. I give her what she asks for, demands, and thrust deeper. Her mouth drops open and a sigh spills from her lips as I feel her spasm around me. I curse, the feeling too good to hold back a moment longer. Putting my hand to the headboard to keep myself steady, I pound into her as my cum leaves me in spurts, feeling like it's taking every ounce of energy with it.

As I slow down, Jolie opens those beautiful eyes and stares up at me with a smile. What I wouldn't do to see that smile for the rest of my days. And if the talk we just had on the beach wasn't enough to convince me, the feeling of my heart squeezing in my chest right now tells me it's true. I love her. It feels like I can't remember a time when I didn't. When she wasn't so ingrained in me that every moment away from her just feels wrong.

I lean down and kiss her. She returns is just as softly, tenderly, and I tell myself it's because she feels the same as the words I haven't spoken to her yet. I pull out of her and get up to take the condom off.

"Have I ever told you what a nice ass you have?" Jolie asks.

"Uh, no." I chuckle.

"Well, now you know."

"Believe me, it's nothing compared to yours."

I turn around to get back in the bed, and she's looking suddenly...not as happy.

"What is it?" I inquire.

"I just wish the morning would never come. That we could just stay right here. Just me and you, in this room, the smell of the ocean reaching us, that little bit of sand on the floor."

I pick up the blanket and bring it over our heads. Jolie giggles in the darkness now surrounding us, and I pull her close.

"We can at least pretend for a little while," I suggest. "That the sun won't rise, that we can stay just like this forever. Just us, in each other's arms, the sound of the waves not far from us."

"Thank you," she says softly.

And that's how we go to sleep, the faint sound of crashing waves lulling me until I can no longer concentrate on the feeling of her heartbeat against me.

But eventually, the world lets you know that you can no longer pretend. The sun still rises and manages to shine even through the blanket over us. It lets me see some of Jolie, the peace on her face, her beautiful lips slightly parted, her hair spread over the pillow. I lean forward and kiss the tip of her nose and those lips quirk up.

"I was wondering how long it would take you to do that," she murmurs.

"Oh, really?" I chuckle.

"Well, I actually thought it would be my lips, but my nose is cute in its own way."

"You can have both."

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