“Honey—”
“It’s like my eyes locked onto you and my heart knew.” My hand strokes the length of him beneath all the layers of clothes, and his eyes shut. “I’m hanging on by a thread here, Stella,” hisvoice rasps in the most exquisite ways. “My control’s shaky at best when it comes to you, sweetheart.”.
“I want everything with you,” I admit quietly, and when his eyes open, I see it. Everything he feels matching what I do. I can’t even try to talk myself out of it either. There is no way. Not when what I feel is so pure and real. The realest thing I’ve ever felt.
I still can’t believe I’ve been in Moonlit Pines for less than forty-eight hours, and here I am, halfway in love with Eli Woodman. A man I didn’t even know walked the earth until yesterday.
“I can take care of the ache, baby girl.” His offer makes my pussy pulse. I’m throbbing for release. I’m a virgin, but I know how to take care of myself. His forehead rests against mine, and I breathe him in as deeply as I can manage in that moment. The scents of his shampoo and cologne mix and swirl, making me feel almost drunk.
“Eli…”
“I need you to be sure. I touch you, get you off, watch the beauty that will inevitably bring, there won’t be any turning back.” His gaze heats up, and I think like I can almost feel his thoughts.
We both know we’re past the point of no return.
I’m going to let Eli Woodman have me.
He’s going to be my first.
“I’ll wait,” I whisper, breathing in, trying to calm my heart and tamper down the heat that seems to be cloaking me from head to foot. “I want to come with you.” I think out loud, and a deep sound vibrates through his massive chest.
“You’re gonna fucking kill me, baby.”
“That wouldn’t be fun,” I tease with a small smile playing on my lips before I step back. He lets me go. I feel his eyes on me the entire time I walk into my bedroom.
For some crazy reason, I leave the door open. I’m not the kind of woman who knows how to be seductive or even know how to flirt, but there is something about knowing he’s watching me that makes me feel… powerful.
Sexy.
Feminine.
I move around my room grabbing clothes from the closet, and with my back to the door, I start taking off my clothes. I peek over my shoulder and can see his towering form still standing in my living room. I can’t make out his face completely since the hallway light is off, but I like his eyes on me.
Something about it feels erotic and intimate.
I like him watching me.
No, I love it.
I turn completely, and something comes over me as I watch him, those amber eyes lock with mine. I reach behind me and watch as his body goes stock still. I might be a virgin, but even I know I’m playing with fire, teasing a man like Eli this way.
He wants to be sweet and a gentleman, planning out how to wine and dine me. And I adore that. But I’ve been good my entire life.
And with Eli, it turns out I’m ready to be oh so bad.
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ELI
Ipray.
The thing is, I’m not really sure for what.
Either way, I know I won’t be able to resist much longer. She’s pushing the limits of my control. She left the door to her bedroom open and starts to get dressed. There is no way Stella doesn’t know I’m watching. But I’m not certain. I should turn, put my nose against a wall, and give her privacy, but I swear it’s like my eyes are drawn to her. I can’t look away.
It isn’t until she’s in nothing but a set of black cotton bra and panties that she turns to look at me, which confirms she kept it open on purpose.
The little minx.
