“I’m here,” I said, dropping to my knees in front of him, stroking his long, thick cock while I watched him carefully.
His eyes fluttered shut but he willed them back open, watching me as I stroked him harder, flicking my tongue over the bead of precum that gathered at his head. “Fuck,” he groaned when I wrapped my lips around him.
The sounds he made turned me on and I felt moisture slide down my legs as I sucked him off, taking him deeper and deeper until he hit the back of my throat.
“Eliana,” he whispered, that one word was both a plea and a warning.
I cradled his balls and sucked him until his legs quivered beneath my hand, loving the way his grip tightened in my hair. I felt powerful and sexy and when my tongue scraped across his balls, he roared and yanked my hair.
“On the bed. Now.”
I shivered at the dark, commanding tone, accepting his hand to help me to my feet before I crawled onto the bed on my hands and knees. “Yes,” I hissed out when two of his thick fingers teased me.
“So fucking wet.”
I pushed back against his fingers, pulsing around them the instant they were buried deep. His touch was electric and I knew it wouldn’t take much to get me off.
He pulled his fingers back and when I looked back, those fingers were in his mouth. He smiled but his eyes were still haunted.
“Come here.” I crooked a finger at him and in a flash, he was beside me on the bed, tugging me on top of him. My hips moved on their own, sliding my pussy back and forth across where he was thick and hard. “You feel so good.”
“Ride me, Eli. Show me how happy you are that I’m okay.”
I didn’t need to be asked twice, I gripped his cock in one hand before lining our bodies up. I wasn’t delicate as I slid down his length until he was buried so deep it knocked the breath out of me. “Fuck. Yes.”
I watched him, noting every tick of his jaw, every moment he struggled to keep his eyes open, every time he sank his teeth into his bottom lip. I memorized every move that drove him out of control and repeated it, over and over, until his cock grew thicker and harder. “This pussy was meant for me.”
His words caused another rush of moisture between us, easing the glide of his thick cock. He felt good. Too good. So good I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold my orgasm at bay for much longer. “So full,” I whispered, planting my feet on the bed and bouncing on his thick length until my legs shook and sweat slicked over my skin. I bounced in short, shallow strokes that quickly pushed me over the edge. “Fuck, yes!”
He growled as his fingertips sank into my hips. “That tight grip is fucking perfect.”
I smiled and then shrieked when he flipped our positions, smiling down at me with that devilish glint in his eyes. “Hey,” I whispered.
“Hey babe.” He held my wrists above my head with one hand, the other pinched my nipples while he fucked me hard and fast, and so deep he hit places inside of me that I didn’t know existed.
My back arched into him. My legs tangled around his waist, feet digging into his firm ass cheeks to urge him on. “Give me everything, Sledge.”
His control snapped at that command and he turned into a man possessed, fucking me so hard with such a tender expression in his eyes that tears burned my own eyes as orgasm number two exploded out of me in sharp, painful convulsions. “Oh fuck,” he groaned, letting my wrists go to grip my inner thighs. “Fucking perfect,” he growled, pounded until his cock exploded, sending hot streams of pleasure deep into my body.
“That was… everything.” The words rushed out of me on a breathless whisper as he collapsed on top of me. His breath was hot against my neck as his cock continued pulsing inside of mewhile I squeezed him over and over. “You feel perfect just like this.”
He smacked a kiss against my neck before shifting off me to lay beside me. “Thank you for being here. For everything.”
“I love you.” I blurted out the words, voice trembling with emotion. “I am in love with you Sledge. I didn’t plan it or expect it, and maybe it’s crazy considering the roller coaster we’ve been on since we met, but… that’s how I feel.”
His eyes widened slightly but he didn’t speak.
I kept going because I needed to get it all out, I needed him to know no matter how he felt. “You’re grumpy and impossible and so damn bossy,” I said on a soft laugh. “But you’re also kind and protective, and patient. You have an endless well of good in you and I don’t think you realize it. I feel safe with you and seen. And so fucking loved that it takes my breath away.” My thumb swept across his bottom lip. “I want a life with you, Sledge. With you and Zoya, and I want everything from the quiet nights to the chaos, from the school shows to the MC parties. I want it all.” My heart hammered so hard against my chest that it ached.
My breath shook. “Is that something you think you might want with me?”
Silence hung between us, thick and heavy. Deafening.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Sledge
She loved me. Holy fucking shit, she loved me. My heart stammered against my chest with so much force it would’ve knocked me over if I wasn’t lying down. I stared at her, cock still buried deep, unsure what to say. After everything that happened today, I was half expecting Eliana to nope right out of the marriage of convenience that we had. There was no need for us to be married on paper anymore, and she sure as hell didn’t need a man like me in her life bringing trouble into her peaceful world.
