His spine hits the mirror when I toss his legs over my shoulders. And then I suck him off like a savage. It’s dirty and noisy and has him coming down my throat within seconds, calling my name. Fucking beautiful.
He sighs. “I needed that.”
“Baby, making you come is my second favorite thing in the world.”
“What’s your first?”
I smother his dick in kisses before raising up and crushing my lips to his.
“Kissing you.”
“Take me to bed,” he says, licking into my mouth.
His hands fumble to grab hold of me when I grab under his ass to lift him up, only to get my hands tangled in the damn towel.
“Problem?”
My heart fucking melts when he laughs.
Giving up, I carry him out of the bathroom, along with the towel, and toss him onto the bed. He scrambles to his knees, his hands eager to undress me.
“Clothes. Off. Now.”
As soon as I pull my shirt over my head, Elijah’s mouth is on me. Goose flesh explodes everywhere his lips travel, the resulting tingles shooting straight to my dick. His fingers fight to undo the button of my shorts. As soon as they slide down my legs, I kick them to the corner and fall on top of him. His legs spread wide to accommodate me as my weight presses him into the mattress.
That soul-deep connection we share spins its gossamer silk threads around us. Frantic turns to tender as our eyes meet, that one look conveying so much without us saying anything at all.
Elijah reaches up, his touch delicate on my mouth, my eyebrow, my forehead. His eyes glisten with emotion, the flecks of green shifting in an endless ocean of yearning.
“You are so beautiful.”
I rarely blush, but damn if I don’t feel the warmth singe my skin.
Elijah was wrong because this right here—him and the way he loves me—they are myeverything.
Holding upright on my forearms, I bracket his face between my hands and brush his lips with pillowy kisses. Elijah draws intricate patterns on my back, each glide of his fingers a brand.
The silence between us grows thicker, the air filling with the scent of desire. We spend long minutes rediscovering one another through touch, mapping every curve and dip.
My tongue scorches a path down his neck, and he shivers in pleasure as my teeth graze his skin. Continuing my descent, his back arches off the bed as I lick a trail of fire down his chest to his abs.
His hands dive into my hair, a subtle tremble coursing through him as I nip the sensitive skin on the inside of his thighs. Using my precum as lube, I rim his hole as I continue to kiss every inch of his body.
A moan rips from his chest when I sink two fingers inside him. They grow louder when I take him in my mouth, slicking his dick in spit.
With a final strong suck, I release him and crawl up his body, hooking his left thigh and pushing it up toward his chest. Guiding my cock to his entrance, his lips part in a silent moan when I ease the tip in. My eyes roll back in rapture at how tight he is. So fucking tight.
I take a moment to breathe him in, savoring the scent of his skin. The fragrance of us.
With one final, lingering kiss, I sink my cock into paradise.
Chapter Twenty
ELIJAH
Steady rain pattersagainst the window glass, but it’s drowned out by my moans. Julien’s head bobs between my thighs, his incredible mouth catapulting me into endless euphoric oblivion. I lost count after the third time. We’ve been fucking all night. Hours upon hours of orgasms. I won’t be able to walk today. Totally worth it.
The heat of his body slides up my torso, his lips kissing me sweetly as I lie there in a state of replete bliss. I can taste the both of us in his kiss. I slide a hand between us and rapidly jerk his cock. With a low, sexy moan, he comes all over my chest and collapses on top of me. We’re both sweaty and covered in cum, but neither of us tries to move.