Page 78 of Elijah’s Whim

“Don’t bullshit me, girl. Everyone remembers certain things in their life. How can you forget coming for the first time?”

“Do you mean with a guy?”

An involuntary growl ripped from deep within my chest at that notion, and Hannah’s eyes grew impossibly wider.

“Easy there, big guy.” She chuckled but was easily distracted when I tugged on my cock. As if sliding into a different skin, she purred seductively, “Or do you mean do I remember masturbating?”

She was trying to kill me. That was all there was to it. “Yes. Tell me about the first time you touched your little slit until you couldn’t stand all those incredible feelings rushing through your body. How old were you?”

One side of her luscious mouth quirked up in a naughty smile. The fire that danced in her denim irises matched the mischief of her grin.

“Naughty, naughty girl. Let’s hear it. You’re definitely thinking of one story in particular, with all those signs all over your gorgeous face. Tell me the whole thing while I stroke myself. Rub your clit while you do it, because as soon as you come, I’m sliding into you.”

“Fuck, Elijah. I want you so bad right now.”

“Baby, are you on birth control?”

“No, I’m not. Do you have condoms with you? Oh my God, you brought condoms with you, right?”

“As a matter of fact, I didn’t. Will you let me inside your body regardless? I’m clean. I have my latest test results I can show you. I never go bare. But I don’t want to have to do that bullshit with you. I’m not joking, Hannah, when I say that this”—I toggled my index finger back and forth between the two of us—“is different.”

“I don’t know. I mean, we shouldn’t take the risk of pregnancy. What would happen if I got pregnant? Elijah, I can’t be an unwed mother. My parents would disown me.”

“Who says you’d be unwed? I’d put a ring on your finger so fast your head would spin. I have half a mind to do it anyway.”

“What?” She stared blankly at me. After a tense few beats, she said, “What did you just say?”

“I said I’d marry you right now. But don’t hyperventilate. Shit, breathe, beautiful.” I couldn’t help but laugh at her reaction to my declaration.

I crawled up over her, pressing her body into the mattress with the weight of my own. I’d been beneath a man before, and I knew how good and how safe and secure a feeling it was. I wrapped my arms beneath her shoulders and held her to me so she could feel my breathing, my heart beating, the very essence of me.

“You are the perfect woman for me. I’ve seen my share to know, Hannah. I know we haven’t been in each other’s lives long, but I’m sure you’re the one for me. I don’t expect you to return the sentiment right now, but I know what my heart wants and what it needs. And it’s you.”

“Elijah—”

I cut her off with a bone-melting kiss. I poured all the adoration and intense emotion I felt for her into the gesture and hoped like hell she could feel what my body was expressing to her.

“Spread your legs, beautiful,” I said with my lips against hers.

It took a few seconds, but slowly, she opened her body to me. And, by doing so, opened her heart to me as well. At the same time, she opened herself to a lifetime of possibility, adoration, and happiness.

“We’ll go slow, but I need you to relax, okay?”

Shakily, she nodded.

Inch by inch, I worked my cock into her. When she winced, I stilled and let her adjust. I knew once we got the first time accomplished, it would be easier every time afterward. It would definitely be worth the slow and steady effort with this incredible, expressive creature. When I was about halfway inside her body, I started moving a bit more freely, thrusting in earnest.

“Fuck!” Hannah gasped. “Elijah, holy fuck. I don’t…I think…shit…”

Oh, hell yes. Now I recognized these nonsensical babblings for what they were. Her way of announcing the onset of her climax.

“Are you coming, beautiful? I feel you so tight around me. Fuck, baby, so warm and perfect inside this pussy.” I buried my face in her neck and pushed in a little deeper.

“Yes, God, yes, I’m coming. Oh—” And then she squeezed her eyes shut and went completely still except for the walls of her cunt showering my shaft with butterfly kisses.

Ecstasy. Pure ecstasy. And one hundred percent mine. That was the final thought that had me coming for the first time inside the woman of my dreams. The last pussy I’d ever come in for the rest of my life.

At least if I had anything to say about it.