“You could’ve had access to this all week long if you weren’t hell bent on being a dumbass.”
Elijah tore his attention from my breasts to look into my eyes. “I’m too horny and grateful to argue with you because I did behave like a dumbass.”
“I can think of a few ways you can properly apologize to me.”
“Oh, I think I can too.” Elijah stood to his full height and led me to the couch. “We’ll get upstairs to your bed eventually, but for now, this couch will work fine for your first orgasm.”
“First.”
“I have a lot of apologizing to do, Freckles.” Instead of laying me down on the cushions, he yanked my pj pants down my legs and pressed my ass against the arm of the couch. “Trust me?” I nodded my head even though I didn’t understand where the trust came from. “That’s my girl.”Oh, the little thrill that worked its way through my body over those three little words.
Elijah placed his big hand in the center of my chest and pushed until my head, shoulders, and upper back rested on the seat of the couch. He dropped to his knees and placed his strong hands on my thighs, rubbing the tense muscles with his thumbs. Once I relaxed he spread my legs nice and wide so he could have unfettered access to my femininity. He placed his thumbs on my pussy lips and opened me further for visual exploration. Elijah must’ve liked what he saw because he licked his lips in what I hoped was fevered anticipation.
He kept his eyes locked on mine as he lowered his head toward my promise land. “Keep your eyes on me, Freckles. I want to see the fireworks in them when you come for me.”Arrogant ass.
A hard shiver of lust and longing shook my body, making my pussy and clit throb intensely. “I think I just did.”
Elijah lowered his head until it hovered just over my mound. “That was nothing.” His huskily-spoken words ghosted over my bare flesh, raising goose bumps all over my body. “Play with your tits while I eat your pussy.”
My arms were stretched out over my head resting on the couch as I submitted my body to him, but at his command, I immediately pulled them down to cup the rounded underside of my breasts, pinching my nipples between my forefingers and thumbs. I tugged and twisted, working them like his mouth would, sending a zap of lightning straight to the clit where Elijah’s tongue hovered. I couldn’t tell if he was captivated by my actions or just being a clit tease, but I wasn’t happy either way. I lifted my hips from the arm of the sofa putting his tongue right where I wanted it.
My boldness snapped Elijah back to action and he flicked his tongue over my swollen nub. Just that simple little tease and I was nearly ready to detonate. Then he flattened his tongue and licked a path from the bottom of my slit up to my clit. When he reached the bundle of nerves at the top, he eagerly sucked it into his mouth while he slid a stealthy finger inside my pussy. Elijah taunted the hot flesh of my core by sliding that finger in and out in a slow fuck, but never hitting that golden spot that would send me over the edge. He would suck my clit into his mouth then release it to tease it with his tongue.
“Oh!” I wanted to reach down and grip his hair and hold him right fucking there, but I didn’t want to stop toying with my nipples either. It felt too good and I was already so close to coming.
Hotter than the tongue action going on between my legs was the dark, raw desire I saw in his eyes. This was a man who knew what he was doing to my body and loved every second of it. He was perfectly content taking his time drawing out my pleasure, making me hot and slippery wet for him. I wasn’t interested in being denied another second, so I undulated my hips trying to get his deft tongue where I wanted it.
Elijah’s dark chuckle rumbled from his chest, but he must’ve decided to take pity on a girl who was desperate to come. He crooked his finger, tapping my G-spot at the same time he sucked my sensitive clit into his mouth.
“Elijah!” I dropped one hand to grip his hair while I fucked his face, coming long and gloriously hard.
He stayed with me, licking and sucking until I became too sensitive. He lifted his head and stared into my eyes. Elijah smiled widely, his lips wet from my juices. “Oh, the things I’m going to do to you tonight, Freckles.”
Then life said, “Hold my beer,” when Elijah’s cell phone rang.
“Don’t answer it,” I implored him. “A girl has needs, Elijah. You just got started.” It was true. In one night, he’d ruined me for all other men. I’d gone from no orgasms to multiples and there was no coming back from that.
Elijah straightened up and reached for his phone. “Damn it,” he grumbled. “I have to take this.” He rose to his feet, paced away from me, and said, “Markham,” into his phone. “Yeah, thanks, Wen. I’ll be right there.”
He turned to look at me with so much regret in his eyes. I could almost hear his straining hard-on weeping behind his zipper. He held out his hand and helped me sit up, which was good because there was no graceful way of getting out of that position.Graceful! Snort!I’d just fucked his face.Lord, what had come over me?I redressed quickly while trying to hide my embarrassment over my wanton behavior.
“I, uh, need to meet Officer Wen to do a death notification. He found Thom’s next of kin.” His cop mask was firmly back in place as well as his shield to keep me away.
Too damn bad for him that it didn’t work. “Oh, that must be a really hard thing to do. I’m truly sorry, Elijah.” I went to him and kissed him softly on the lips. I knew it could ruin the tenuous truce between us, but I didn’t care. I wanted him to know he had a safe place to land if he needed one. “I’ll be up for a few hours if you want to come back over later.”
“Because you owe me an orgasm?” he asked, trying to steer us back into his comfort zone.
I followed Elijah to the front door. “No, because you have more ass kissing to do. That was only one orgasm,” I told him.
He stopped with his hand on the door. “It was as powerful as two,” he countered.
“Still, I don’t feel sufficiently pacified yet.”
Elijah opened the door and looked over his shoulder as he stepped onto my covered porch. “I’ll be back, Freckles. It might not be tonight, but I’ll be back.”
“Be safe,” I called after him as he jogged down the steps and across the lawn.
“Plan on it.”
