Page 44 of Beautiful Trauma


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“You. Us.” My heart pounded in my chest at my confession. I don’t think I understood how much I wanted to be more than just his friend until that moment.

His hands came back to cup my face. “I’ve wanted that for so long, baby.” He closed the distance between our mouths, sealing his to mine. Pressing me back onto the mattress, his hands roamed my body frantically as his tongue swept my mouth.

I felt a tear escape my eye and hoped he didn’t notice. I didn't want him to misinterpret it. This was perfect. He was perfect. I didn’t deserve him, but son of a bitch, I was claiming him as my own, anyway.

My hand slid into his shorts and wrapped around his hard cock.

“Fuck,” he hissed. “You can’t do that.” He pulled my hand away. “This will be over before I ever get started. I’ve wanted it for too long.”

“You realize that only makes me want to do it more, right? Watching you lose control like that? Fuck, that’s hot.” He chuckled but kept a grip on my wrist so I couldn’t continue to grope him. “Eli, if I can’t touch you, I need to touch myself.”

“Ah, no can do. I’ve been waiting years to touch you in every possible way, and I’m not about to stop until I have.” He tugged my shirt up and threw it off the bed. “Fuck.”

“You’ve seen me shirtless before, Eli.” I rolled my eyes.

“Nah, baby. I’ve done my best not to see you. Looking at you but not being able to touch was too much. But now I plan to commit it all to memory.”

“I’m not going anywhere. You won’t need to rely on your memory.” The words sent him clamoring to remove my bra and pull down my pants. When I was free of all my clothing, he just looked me up and down. I had never felt more desired in my entire life. Slowly, he placed kisses across my collarbone, sending shivers down my body, his hand lightly tracing over the skin on my stomach. I squirmed, aware of the stretch marks my pregnancy with Wyatt gave me and tried to move his hands away from the area.

“Stop. You’re fucking perfect.” He moved down my body and placed kisses along the shiny lines. One of his hands came up and cupped my breast, causing me to arch into his hand. I wanted to feel him everywhere.

I held my hand over his as he brushed his thumb over my nipple. He kissed a line back up my body, stopping to suck when he reached my other nipple. I writhed below him, enveloped by the feeling of his rough hand on one side, and the scratch of his stubble on the other. “Eli,” I moaned. His hips rocked into my side.

“Seriously, you are making it really hard to control myself.”

“Then don’t. We have forever for you to memorize or whatever. Let me get you off and then we’ll get back to that part. You know, take the edge off.” I winked, moving my hand back to cup his erection through his shorts. “Pretty please?”

Before he could protest, I had him on his back and his cock in my mouth. “Fuck, Katie,” he hissed, grabbing a fistful of my hair. The sting of his pulling made me moan. I took more of him into my mouth and used my hand to gently cup his balls. The way his cock swelled in my mouth let me know he was serious about not being able to hold back.

Sliding him out of my mouth, I swirled my tongue around the tip a few times before taking him back into the back of my throat. I hollowed out my cheeks, and his gaze went from me to the ceiling as he mumbled, “If this is a dream, do not wake me up.”

My thighs pressed together, too turned on for my own good. I took his balls in one hand, and his cock twitched. “Shit. Babe. I’m gonna come.” I remember thinking ‘Kinda the point, buddy’ as I kept up the rhythm of my sucking and stroking until he was coming in spurts down my throat, moaning, “Katie.” The husky sound of his voice calling my name made my heart kick up another notch.

Satisfied with my work, I wiped my chin with the back of my hand and moved back up to the top of the bed.

“Am I still alive?” Eli panted.

I gave his arm a pinch, and he jerked it back. “Yup, looks like it.”

He rolled on top of me, pinning my arms over my head with one hand before capturing my mouth with his. I wrapped my legs around his hips and pulled them to me tightly, trying to ease the building pressure in my core with the friction of rubbing against him.

He pulled his mouth away, gazing down at me as he rubbed his knuckles along my jaw. “I’ve waited years for this, baby. Years. And here you are, trying to rush me through it.”

My heart melted and turned to soup. “I promise, there will be plenty more.” I tried to lean up to kiss him again, drunk on this new feeling, but he pulled further back.

“I’ve always loved you, Katie. I swear to you, I will do everything in my power to be worthy of you.”

My heart melted into a puddle. “You have always been worthy, Eli. I’ve just been terrified of losing you.”

“You’ll always have me.”

“I know. It’s one thing I love about you. It just took me a while to accept it.” I needed more words to express what was happening, but I was also horny as hell and needed my best friend to fuck my damn brains out. “But can we talk later? I really, really want you to fuck me now.”

He chuckled and brought his lips back to mine. “What my crazy bitch wants, she gets.” His cock was hard again, and I rubbed myself against it shamelessly.

“She wants your cock.” I nibbled along his jaw as he moved a hand over my chest and circled a nipple before giving it a pinch. “Mmm. Better, but not what I need.” His hand traveled over my abdomen and down my thigh before coming back up the inside of it and stopping just before touching where I needed him. “Eli, please,” I begged.

He brushed his knuckles ever-so-lightly at the apex of my thighs, and I shuddered. “I can feel how wet you are from here.” I wiggled in response, desperate for more. He dipped a finger inside, and we both exhaled heavily. His mouth was on mine, our tongues tangling as he worked a second finger in and pumped them in and out.

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