Page 91 of Pursuit of Love


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“Oh my God, Eli! Yes! Oh God, yes… aah,” I cry out in ecstasy, bucking my hips as the sensations from high and low take over.

“That’s it, baby. Ride my hand.” And I do like it’s all I know. “You’re so goddamn sexy,” he says as he rises.

Exhaling the last of my climax, I slump into his shoulder, hanging on for dear life since my legs seem to have gone out on me. “Holy shit. I needed that.”

“Apparently. Glad I could be of service—although I’m pretty sure I got as much out of it as you did. That’s some mighty fine milk you have there.”

I shake my head on his shoulder, still too weak to move. “You’re terrible.”

His body vibrates in a silent laugh. “I’d be happy to repay the favor if you’re thirsty. You’ll just work a little harder for it. You want a drink, baby?”

“I don’t think I have it in me,” I say honestly. Not because I’m opposed to the idea—I love Eli’s dick—but I truly don’t know if I can function at the moment.

“How about this? Let’s get you comfortable and then see what’s on the menu.” He gently helps me onto the bed, laying me back against the pillows. “Lie there and relax while I help you with the rest of these unnecessary items.”

My leggings and underwear are removed within seconds, and after grabbing the shirt from earlier, he heads into the closet, returning a minute later equally naked. Damn, he’s hot. Would it be too much to ask for him to keep the six-pack and never end up with a dad bod? Not that I’m perfect after giving birth two months ago, but Eli is somehow attracted to the extra pregnancy weight. Though if things keep moving the way they have, it should be gone within a couple more months.

He stops at the far side of the bed and raises his brows. “If you keep looking at me like that, you’re going to be sorry, tired or not.”

“Did I say I was tired? Weird, I meant to say wired—it must’ve come out wrong.”

He smirks, fisting his cock and stroking it slowly. “Hm. See something you like?”

Yes. Yes, I do.

“Spread your legs and touch yourself. Show me how needy your pussy is.”

He walks to the end of the bed for a better view, staring between my legs as my hand creeps down to lightly stroke my clit.

“Like this?” I ask seductively.

“Whatever feels good, baby. Let me see you come. Get yourself all nice and slick for this, and I’ll let you have it.” He squeezes up and down his length, matching the pace I’ve set, moving faster as I increase the intensity.

“God, I love watching you do that. I’m so close.”

“You and me both, baby. Bring yourself home, and I’ll fuck you so hard. I’ll give you what you need.”

“Oh God. Eli!” My climax hits me, and my eyes close in ecstasy while the pulses take over.

The bed dips, and suddenly Eli’s head is between my legs as he dives in with his tongue, drinking as if he’s been stranded in the desert for days. The contact on top of my orgasm sends me further into ecstasy, bucking and pushing his head into me greedily.

Seconds later, he rises, eyes thick with lust, wiping his coated mouth with the back of his hand. “Fuck, baby, you’re delicious. I could eat you for days, but my dick needs to be in you right the fuck now.”

There’s no warning before he flips me over and grabs my hips to pull my ass up, making me squeal in surprise. Rubbing his cock up and down my slit a couple times, he works his way in, rocking and pushing through the initial resistance while we moan and pant in pleasure. There’s nothing like that first penetration, the feeling of being stretched—glorious inch by glorious inch.

When he’s fully seated, he pauses, sighing in contentment. “Damn, this never gets old. I’m in love with your body. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough, baby.”

“Good, because I feel the same way. Now where’s my reward?”

“So impatient. You know what happens when you’re a brat. I’m usually up for setting a new record, but we only have so much time.”

“Thank God for small miracles.”

“That doesn’t mean I won’t remember for later. You’ll get your punishment, sweetheart.”

“Fine. Later. Can we get to the good part now?”

Eli reaches down and grabs my hair, pulling to lift my head. “What’s that, baby? I must’ve misheard. Did you ask me nicely to please fuck you?”