“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” I asked softly as I leaned in closer, my breath brushing against her cheek. She looked up at me, her gaze steady and unwavering, and I could see the trust in her eyes. My heart swelled.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything,” she replied. The sincerity in her words ignited a fire within me.
I took my time, my hands gently tracing her arms, exploring the soft curves of her body. I wanted to memorize every inch of her, to savor the way she shivered under my touch. Her skin felt warm and inviting, and I leaned in closer, kissing my way from her shoulder to her neck, where I could feel her pulse racing beneath my lips.
“Elijah,” she breathed. The sound of my name on her lips caused my body to shudder almost violently. I paused to collect myself and looked into her eyes, searching for any hint of hesitation. Instead, I found eagerness that mirrored my own.
I lowered my lips to hers, capturing her mouth in a kiss that started off soft and tentative, a delicate exploration of each other’s lips, but quickly deepened as I sucked on her tongue. I felt her fingers weave into my hair as she leaned into me and pulled me completely to her.
It was just us, lost in each other. I wanted to take my time, to savor every moment, but the heat rising between us was undeniable. I gently pushed her into the soft linens of the massage table, my body hovering over hers as I kissed a path down her neck and gave her collarbone a small bite, relishing in the breathy moan she let out in response.
“Tell me if you want me to stop,” I murmured against her skin. My tongue darted out to soothe the spot on her collarbone that had a red stain to it. I needed her to know that her comfort came first.
She nodded in understanding, her pupils blown. “I won’t,” she promised, her voice steady. Her words ignited something primal within me, and I felt my resolve slip away.
With almost a featherlight touch, I began to explore her body, my hands gliding over her curves, tracing the lines that made her uniquely Bonnie. I took my time, kissing and caressing the woman who haunted my every waking thought,coaxing soft moans from her lips that would be my undoing. I wanted—no,needed—to worship her.
I slid my hands beneath her shirt, feeling the warmth of her skin against my palms. I hesitated for just a moment, and she responded with a soft smile and a nod. With that, I lifted her shirt, revealing the beauty of her body beneath. I couldn’t help but bring my fist to my mouth and bite down on my knuckles because Jesus Christ.
Jesus Christ.
Every inch of her looked like a masterpiece, and I leaned down, licking and sucking my way across her abdomen, eliciting sweet gasps from her. I was absolutely captivated by her, how she reacted to my touch and surrendered to the moment. How I’d never felt more alive than right there, in that moment, watching her come alive under my touch.
As I continued to explore, I felt her hands roaming over my back, pulling me closer yet urging me on at the same time. We were both panting, and I could feel her heartbeat everywhere I touched. It was driving me wild.
“Bonnie.” The longing was clear in my voice. “You’re so beautiful.”
“Only because of you,” she replied, and even though that couldn’t have been further from the truth, that simple affirmation sent a wave of love through me. I was in love with her. I leaned down to capture her lips again, pouring all my feelings into the kiss.
As our bodies pressed together, the heat between us intensified, and I could feel her desire radiating off her. I wanted to explore every inch. With a teasing smile, I continued to kiss my way down her body, trailing soft, lingering kisses along her skin as I moved lower. I heard her breath as it hitched, and I could feel her anticipation as it built. I reveled in it.
“Let me,” I whispered, my voice thick with desire as I positioned myself between her thighs. I looked up at her, searching for any hesitation, but saw none. With a nod of encouragement from her, I pressed my lips against her soft skin, kissing my way up to her most sensitive spot.
The moment my mouth found her, Bonnie’s body arched in response, a gasp escaping her lips. I took my time, exploring her with deliberate slowness, teasing her with gentle flicks of my tongue. I wanted to hear her, to feel her pleasure build as I lost myself in the taste of her and the way her body trembled beneath my touch.
“Just like that,” she gasped, her hands tangling in my hair as she pulled me closer. I could feel the heat emitting from her, the way her body begged for more. I increased my efforts, swirling my tongue before gently nibbling on her clit, which caused her to arch off the table and grind her pussy all over my face.
“Holy shit, Elijah. Yeah, just like that,” she pleaded. Her whimpers were shredding what was left of my self-control, my cock leaking uncontrollably.
“More. I need more.” The urgency in her words spurred me on, and I slowly dipped one finger into her wet heat. “More,” she demanded, and I couldn’t help but give her what she wanted as I added two more fingers while continuing to rotate between sucking her clit into my mouth and praising it with slow, lazy strokes. Bonnie’s body shook beneath me, and with one final thrust of my fingers, I felt her as she shattered around me and soaked my face. I cleaned her up with my tongue as she whispered incoherent nonsense, and I fought the urge to tell her I loved her.
When she finally came down from her high, I crawled back up to her, our bodies still entwined. I could see the lingering bliss in her eyes, the way she welcomed me back with open arms.
“Your turn,” she said with a sultry smile, her fingers trailing down my chest. I grinned. With that playful glint in her eye, she pushed me back and straddled me. The sight of her above me, glowing with the aftermath of her orgasm, sent a heat through my veins. She leaned down, capturing my lips in a heated kiss, her hips rolling against me, teasing me with the promise of what was to come.
“Bonnie…” I breathed, my hands finding her waist, guiding her movements. She responded to my touch, arching her back and gasping as I thrust my hips upward, meeting her every move with a hungry urgency.
As she finally sank down onto me, we both gasped at the intensity of the connection. I could feel her warmth enveloping me, drawing me deeper into the moment. She began to ride me, her body moving in perfect rhythm, each thrust coating my cock in her wetness.
“Yes, Bonnie Baby, yes,” I encouraged. I praised, my hands gripping her hips, and I helped guide her up and down on my shaft. The sounds of our pleasure filled the room and echoed off the walls.
Her head fell back, her hair, wilder than ever, cascading over her shoulders as she lost herself. “Elijah,” she gasped. “I’m so close.” I growled and positioned myself so one hand held her in place by her hip, and I brought my thumb up to her mouth.
“Suck.” And she did exactly as she was told. I pulled my thumb from her mouth and slightly grazed it over her clit.
“Don’t stop,” she urged, her eyes locked onto mine.
With one final thrust and stroke, I felt her body tighten around me, her pleasure crashing over both of us. My own release followed hers, pulling me under in a blissful haze. We both cried out as our bodies rode out the last remaining tremors.
