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What the hell?
He kisses me again, leaning me backward over his arm, deepening the kiss. I’m warm all over, confused as fuck, and don’t know that I even care.
Overwhelming heartbreak meets a perfect distraction… just what I need.
His warm breath hits the shell of my ear as his hand gives my hair another tug. “You make me fucking crazy.”
I let it wash over me, and like a wave on the beach, I let it suck me back into the depths.
Taken.
Overcome.
Overwhelmed.
I reach an arm into his jacket, around his waist, pulling him closer. My other sneaks around his neck. When he stops the kiss to look down at me, I whisper, “Eli.” And that does it. He lifts me and tosses my legs around his hips. What greets my core is hot and hard.
“How much have you had?” His gaze hits the bottle on my coffee table as he walks through my living room, toward the mouth of the hall and my bedroom.
“Vodka? Enough to taste it. Not enough for it to work.”
He turns on a lamp next to my bed, fumbling and knocking something to the floor. I don’t know what and, frankly, I don’t care.
He lays me down and looms over me, propped on arms near my shoulders, and takes my mouth. When he drags his mouth away, he kisses his way to my ear, nipping at my ear lobe. “I’m going to eat you.”
Nip.
“Then I’m going to fuck you.”
Nip.
“Then I’m going to do it again.”
Nip.
“I’m going to touch every part of your body.”
Nip.
The shiver that runs down my spine isn’t fear. It’s desire. “Bring it on, Elias. I dare you.”
That’s fuel on the fire, because he lifts off me abruptly, strips his jacket down his arms, and throws it to the chair. He pulls my sweatshirt off, followed by my yoga pants. There’s nothing underneath. I hate the confines of bras, and there was no point in panties after my shower. Besides, I was alone and minding my own business.
I lie here, holding his stare, until he breaks and lets his gaze wander my body. His eyes flare.
He sinks to his knees and pulls me to the edge of the bed, throwing one leg over his shoulder, and falls on my pussy. He feasts like a starving man, sucking and flicking, devouring me, building in me a hunger that is a perfect distraction. His fingers enter me while his tongue flits across and tortures my swollen clit. He plays my body like an instrument, building to a crescendo that I can’t sustain until I crash like a wave breaking on rock.
He kisses the inside of my thigh. “You taste like every fantasy I’ve ever had about you.”
He climbs my body, kissing my belly button, and laving my breasts.
When he has kissed his way back to my mouth, he pushes his jeans-covered crotch to my core. “Bright, I want to be with you. I want to make you feel good. Let me.”
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Elias
She wrapsher legs around my waist, pulls my dick toward her pussy, and lifts her hips. Her hair fans around her in a halo. “Eli, I want you to fuck me. Frankly, I’m getting tired of you teasing me.”
