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I tightened my fingers around him and stroked firmly, reveling in the way his eyes fell closed and he swallowed—hard.
“Fuck—” he rasped.
“I think that’s the idea.”
Amusement worked into his gaze as I pumped my hand again, wishing I could feel him for real and not just through the soft cotton.
My heart jumped when he groaned and dropped his head to kiss along my throat.
“You have no idea what you do to me.”
His hand slid under my shirt and skimmed up my stomach to my breasts. Deft fingers captured a nipple and pinched. My mind scattered as whatever thoughts I’d had were replaced by sharp, overwhelming bliss. That simple caress lit me on fire. Each tug shot straight down my body, making my core wet and sensitive.
I’d worried our time apart would change things—that they’d touch me differently or treat me like porcelain. But the way Eli settled his body over mine before taking my other nipple into his mouth—shirt and all—chased away any concern I had.
He was just as eager, just ashungry, as I was.
His teeth scraped against the sensitive flesh, and the damp fabric clung to my skin. The combination left me gasping. Hand and mouth worked in tandem until I was writhing, desperate for more.
Dragging my arms above my head, he crossed them at the wrists as he pinned me beneath him.
“Keep your hands here, understand?”
“Yes,” I whispered, willing to do whatever he asked as long as it meant he kept going.
“Good girl,” he praised as he released me, then kissed down my throat, nipping at my breasts before making his way lower. Fingers skimmed along my sides, raising my shirt higher and higher until it caught on my tits.
There was something erotic about seeing Eli gazing up the line of my body, his eyes dark and lustful.
“Can I take your shirt off, Love?”
To answer him, I reached down, intent on ripping it over my head myself, but he tsked and gave an unexpected spank right over my clit. It wasn’t enough to hurt, but the shocking pressure made me yelp in surprise. I yanked my hands away from the hem as the sharp sensation blossomed into heat that left me panting. My face flushed and my chest heaved.
Eli smirked, knowing exactly what he’d done to me. “What did I say about keeping those arms where I put them?”
Obediently, I set them over my head once more, crossed at the wrists. The idea of having to hold the position and not being able to use my hands to help or touch him in return made something in my belly coil tighter.
“Now, let’s try this again. Can I take your shirt off, Demi Leigh?” Eli asked, arching one dark brow. Waiting. Daring me to say no.
I bit back a sarcastic remark, knowing if I sassed him, it would only prolong my torture. Being naked in front of him was my ultimate goal. I wanted his hands and mouth on my body and his cock sinking deep inside me. Everything ached, and I was pretty sure I’d burn up like a phoenix if he made me wait much longer.
“Yes, please.” I bit my lip, uncaring that the healing cut stung slightly from the abuse.
Eli pursed his lips, not quite convinced. “I can’t tell if you’re being an adorable little brat for me or actually trying hard to obey like a good little Omega.”
“I’m trying to be good,” I promised, then let that sass I’d been holding back come flooding forward, “but if you don’t hurry up, I might have to take matters into my own hands.”
A flash of challenge glittered in his amber eyes, and a wolfish smile curled his lips. “I’m going to take that as a yes to my previous question.”
“Yes. All the yes.”
The shirt was gone before I’d even finished saying the words, and I giggled at the new, frantic edge that seemed to come over him.
“You’re so fucking pretty.” He stared down at me with such intensity, I wanted to squirm.
My cheeks flamed brighter, but there was no time for embarrassment to rise because he set his teeth into the sensitive skin of my side just hard enough to raise goosebumps on every inch of my body.
“Oh gods…”
