“I knew this was coming, but a small part of me still hoped you’d change your mind.” He smiles as he puts it in his pocket. “Your head won over your heart. It’s not the answer I was looking for, but thank you for placating me by thinking about it. I promise I’ll hold up my end of the bargain and let you go.”
“Eli, you’re amazing. You deserve someone with no reservations who can give you everything in return. I wish I could be that person. For what it’s worth, this was the most difficult decision I’ve ever made.”
“And I’m sorry I forced you to make it. I knew better, but I couldn’t give you up without a fight.” He pushes a strand of hair behind my ear and reaches behind my neck. “Or let you leave without knowing I love you.” I’m pulled toward him, and he meets me in the middle. We’re inches apart. “Let me make love to you one last time before you’re gone.” He closes the distance, and our mouths dance lightly. It feels hesitant at first. It’s a sensual kiss, teasing, touching, and parting, our breaths mingling in between.
The firm grip on the back of my neck indicates he’s holding back,taking his time to savor it all. His tongue reaches out, barely grazing my lips. The minute I feel it, my mouth opens naturally, asking for more, but he draws back slightly.
“Say yes, Cici. Allow me to love you before we say goodbye.”
I nod, barely able to speak with how choked up I am. “Okay.”
Instead of ravaging me as I expect, he continues in the same manner as before. It’s so intimate that pangs of sadness keep pelting my chest. It’s like my heart is cracking with each touch, and I’m not sure if I can make it through this without it breaking completely. I’m distracted from changing my mind as Eli guides me to stand and deepens the kiss. It’s still soft but so much more at the same time. Our tongues explore, and our hands start traveling, naturally going to disrobe the other. His fingers graze down my back to find the zipper before carefully working it down.
As he works on that, I’m fumbling with buttons, removing his suit jacket before finally sliding his dress shirt down, feeling every solid muscle as I go. One hand continues to grip the back of my head while his other takes its time sneaking under my dress to squeeze and massage my ass until he lowers the top, giving the same attention to my breasts. It feels incredible, and any thoughts of stopping are miles away by now.
I’m working at his pants when his lips leave my mouth to trail down my neck, giving me goose bumps and causing my core to tighten in anticipation. When he finds the sweet spot below my ear, I give up what I’m doing and reach up to rub my hands along his firm chest. He continues to suck and lick downward, grabbing my backside once more to pull me against him. I’m weak in the knees and don’t think I’ll be able to stay standing much longer as my desire ramps up. I throw my head back and moan his name as his mouth reaches my breast and pulls the nipple in. His arm around my waist is the only thing keeping me upright.
“We should… move this… to the bed,” I suggest, barely able to form a sentence I’m so deluged with lust.
“I couldn’t agree more.” He moves back, to my body’s disappointment, and pushes the dress over my hips, letting it pool on the ground. “In case I forgot to tell you, you were absolutely stunning this evening.”
“You may have said it a time or two.” Or three or four…. I lost count at some point.
“Not enough, then,” he says, then kisses me before leading me to the bed. “And now, you’re even more stunning. I prefer this look on you,” he teases, gently pushing me back. “Go ahead and lie back. I need my fill.” I do as requested, watching him slowly peruse my body from head to toe, where my shoes still adorn my feet.
He pulls down the zipper that I never got to and lowers his pants, leaving his boxers on. He kicks off his shoes and socks and tosses them aside.
“Now that that’s taken care of, I’ll take care of you.”
Leaning down to lift my foot, he slowly removes my heel and massages my arch, making me purr in contentment. My eyes close as he continues to work up and down my foot. Suddenly, his tongue licks up the bottom, making me squirm and lift my head.
“Eli, you can’t do that.”
“Shhh. I want to. Close your eyes, Cici. Just feel.”
I huff and lay my head back down, closing my eyes again. Since it’s his last night, I’ll be quiet and let him do what he wants, but what if my feet stink?Ugh. This is crazy.Oh God, he’s sucking my big toe, andholy shit… could I orgasm from this? My pelvis clenches at the sensation. How is my foot affecting methere? A moan escapes.
His mouth leaves, granting me a moment to catch my breath. “See what happens when you let yourself go?”
He keeps massaging, working his way up my calf with kisses peppered in, and continues up my thigh. He’s getting dangerously close to the place that’s yearning for him, and each time his hand almosttouches it, I clench involuntarily. My pussy is begging to be filled. And if he doesn’t do it soon, I’ll be forced to use my words.
“Your body is a work of art. Whatever you’re doing at the gym, it’s worth it. Fuck, Cici. I should have been doing this nightly for the past few months if only to sear into my memory every square inch of you.”
How can he be so sweet when I just refused to marry him? I should be lavishing him with attention, not the other way around.
I lift onto my elbows and look at him. “Eli, I think—”
“Cici, I’m not finished with you, and if you interrupt me again, I’ll have to start over.”
“But I don’t deserve this. You do.”
“I hate to pull this card, but you already turned me down once tonight. Are you denying me this as well?”
“Eli!”
He was smirking, so I knew he was just being cheeky, but that was a harsh reality to be reminded of.
“Listen, Cici, I want to touch every inch of you for as long as it takes to savor every part of your body. Just enjoy it, baby. Relax, close your eyes, and take what I give you, which I hope is so much pleasure that you’ll never forget tonight. Now go on, lie back.”
