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“Say it,” he demanded, twisting the digit inside of me.
“Please,” I begged, willing to give him anything for the mind-numbing pleasure I knew he could take from me. “Please.”
My panties were ripped from my body without warning, and I felt Eli’s hard cock thrust inside of me. There wasn’t time to process as my mouth opened in a silent scream as my orgasm slammed through me.
“Fuck.” Eli’s eyes practically rolled back in his head. “You fit me like a glove.”
He thrust inside of me, causing the orgasm I’d just experienced to be drawn out. Panting, I tried to keep up, already desperate for whatever explosion was on the other side of this. Our hips slammed together as we fucked one another. Lips clashed, and my nipples slid against Eli’s chest, causing a delicious friction in my chest.
“Don’t stop,” I cried out as I slammed myself down on Eli’s dick. My nails bit into his shoulder as I tried to grasp onto something. Eli didn’t seem to mind the pain. His own hand was wound around my waist, squeezing the softness of my side so hard I was sure there would be finger shaped bruises. “Faster.” The quiver in my belly was intensifying.
Eli didn’t need to be told twice. As he thrust hard into my body, his lips went to my neck. His teeth sunk into my skin, and the small bite of pain caused me to cry out. The orgasm slammed into me, and I screamed as waves of hot pleasure seized my muscles.
I came back to myself in time to feel Eli shoot himself inside my body with a groan.
As our breathing came back to normal, I collapsed on Eli’s chest. Not that he seemed to mind. His arms wrapped themselves around me, pulling me back to bed, our bodies still connected.
“Do you want to tell me what your dream was about?”
I stiffened at the question. Only Eli would not be completely mindless after what we’d just done.
I had no intention of telling Eli anything, but as I disconnected our bodies and rolled over onto my side, I caught a glimpse of his face. The sex that we’d just had was fantastic, but if I were being honest, it hadn’t been about us.
I needed a distraction, and he provided it.
Now, I wondered if that was unfair. When I woke, Eli had been panicked. There’d been real fear in his eyes, and he was not someone who scared easily.
Still, telling him all my secrets made me antsy.
“My mother was murdered.” Even as I spoke the words, they felt disconnected from me. “And my brother.”
Eli didn’t move. He didn’t speak. Hell, I didn’t think he blinked.
He just waited. I didn’t know if he was processing what I said, or if he was just trying to give me space.
Some part of me wondered if he already knew all of this. My father was good when it came to scrubbing unpleasantness from the media. Hell, it was how he was able to operate his business.
“The nightmare was about the night I found them.”
There was a sharp inhale of breath from Eli. I still did not know if he knew the truth about what happened, but I did know that he had not expected to hear that I found them, which meant he didn’t know everything.
“You were there?”
I bit my lip to stem the tide of emotion that started to rise in my chest. It was challenging, considering I had not spoken to anyone about what happened. At least, not over the last few months.
I learned very early on that the more I tried to press things, to get someone to listen to me, the more I was forced to speak to a therapist. Or sent away.
“I was.” I massaged the skin of my neck as I spoke. When I thought about that night, I swore I could still feel the hands wrapped around my neck, cutting off my oxygen off. That night, I’d been sure I was going to die. Yet, I hadn’t.
Eli shifted onto his side, but I couldn’t look at him. “I’d been out that night, partying. My mother called me and forced me to come home.” I swallowed past the lump that formed in my throat. “When I got there…”
A tear fell down my cheek, and Eli’s thumb wiped it away.
“You don’t have to tell me anything else,” he said, his voice gruff.
When I turned to look at him, I could feel the emotion in his eyes, and it took my breath away.
“That’s why my father sent me to New York,” I told him. “He’s worried that I’m not safe in L.A.”
