“Yes,” I whispered.
His eyes were so piercing that I struggled to meet his stare. I felt as though he saw everything about me—my excitement and my nervousness. Elijah Lawson scared me a little, too. He was so intense. The way he looked at me made my entire body heat. His stare made me feel consumed, as though he wanted to touch every single part of me.
It fed the hunger inside of me—the needy voice that wanted someone to want me more than anything else. Our eyes remained locked as he leaned forward, hovering over my body on his hands and knees.
“Spread your legs wider for me,” he commanded.
I felt a flush rise from my chest, moving up my neck to my cheeks, as I lifted my knees to the sides. Elijah stared down at me, his eyes moving to the wetness between my thighs.
“Wider,” he said. “Put your hands behind your knees and pull them toward the bed.”
I whimpered a little as I did what he said, not because it hurt, but because he reached between us and ran his thumb over my clit. I was still sensitive from the incredible orgasm he’d given me with his mouth. I could hear how wet I was as he slipped his thumb down and pressed it inside me.
My back arched as he leaned back and moved his other hand between my legs. He parted me and I felt the head of his cock nudge my entrance. Air was trapped in my chest as I sucked in a deep breath and held it, my body trembling as my entire world narrowed down to the head of his cock dipping into my body.
“Elijah, I…I?—”
My breath caught in my throat as he pressed deeper for a moment and then pulled back. Then, he did it again. And again. Going just a bit farther each time.
He stared down between us, watching as his cock sank deeper with each thrust. I lowered my gaze to watch, too, and my entire body clenched with need.
Finally. Finally, he surged forward and buried his cock inside me completely. My eyes widened at the feeling. God, he was so thick inside me.
Elijah lifted his head, his eyes meeting mine as he shoved both his arms under me, hooking his hands around my shoulders from beneath my body. I gasped when he moved, thrusting inside me, hard and deep. I understood then why he was holding me that way. With each drive of his hips, he pulled me toward him, keeping me exactly where he wanted me.
I forgot all about holding my legs apart and wrapped them around his hips, my hands sliding up his sides to his back. I held on tight as he caged me beneath him and rode my body. With each slam of his hips against mine, the tension inside me grew tighter, lifting me higher and higher. At any moment, it would snap, and I was afraid my entire body would shatter with it. He lowered his head and kissed me, the soft, tender touch of his lips at odds with the savage way his body took mine.
My back arched, tearing my mouth away from his. “Elijah!”
“Are you gonna come for me?” he asked.
I couldn’t answer because my climax exploded. I clutched at him as I tucked my face into his neck and held on for dear life. A low groan rumbled from his chest as he slammed into me one last time. My body was still shuddering as he ground his hips against me.
Elijah cradled me closer, giving me more of his weight and pinning me to the mattress. I could barely breathe, but I reveled in the sensation of his weight holding me down. Before the discomfort became too much, he pushed up and looked at me.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Yeah.” The word was rough, my voice little more than a hoarse whisper.
His eyes seemed darker but no less piercing. His expression was soft as he studied me.
“You okay?” I asked, repeating his words.
“Fuck yeah,” he answered, sounding entirely too smug.
Then he kissed me again.
And once again, it was completely at odds with how he was holding me. It was voracious and almost rough, as though he wanted to devour me. He was kissing me like he was fucking me, rather than holding me afterward. My head was light when his mouth released mine, and my fingers were tangled in his hair.
“Be right back,” he said, pushing himself off of me.
A small whimper escaped my mouth when his cock slipped free from my body. That dark, ravenous expression returned to his face.
“Don’t move.”
I watched his phenomenal ass walk into the hotel bathroom, and I realized I wouldn’t be able to move even if I wanted to. My muscles were limp and completely wrung out from three insanely intense orgasms. I wasn’t even sure I could sit up. Hopefully, my strength returned quickly because I definitely wanted to do it again tonight.
Something told me that tonight would be the only one I would have with Elijah, and I wanted to make the most of it.
