His fingers pass over my trachea before moving to the back of my neck. With his hand at my waist, he bends me forward by holding my hips back and pushing me down so my hands land on the mattress in front of me.
That’s when he steps away and smooths his hand over my backside.
“I want you to be mine, Penny. If I fuck you, right now, that means you’re mine.”
My head drops as I spread my legs a little wider for him. “I’ve been yours since the night of your birthday. That has never changed.”
“Good answer.” His hands run up my back and then down again, where he lifts it, only to return a light smack to my right ass cheek.
“Oh God,” I yelp in surprise right before a wave of lust rocks through me. “Eli . . . I—”
Smack.
“Oh fuck,” I moan, my back arching, my pussy so wet now that I fear what will happen next.
I await his next smack, but instead of it coming, I hear him behind me, sifting through my nightstand. I glance over my shoulder and see that he has my clit stimulator in hand.
“I won’t need that,” I say. “I’m already on edge.”
“I didn’t ask if you needed it. I know you’ll come with only my cock. But I want you to have it,” he replies before landing another spank on my ass.
“Oh God.” I nearly cry as my clit pulses between my legs. “Eli, I’m right there, ready to come. Please, just fuck me.”
“You want my cock?”
“Yes.”
“Good,” he says as I feel his tip at my entrance. I angle my ass up, giving him better access, and he slips an inch in.
“More. All of you.”
His hand smooths over my ass where he’s smacked it. “Patience, Penny.”
“You don’t understand. I need to come, my clit . . . it feels so heavy, I need the release.”
“Then maybe I should just fuck you with my tongue.”
“No,” I cry out. “Give me your cock.”
“Fucking Christ,” he mutters. “That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.” And then he plunges his cock inside me in one giant thrust.
“Yessss,” I cry out just before my clit stimulator is turned on and placed exactly in the right spot. It sucks my clit, and my legs quiver from the pressure of my orgasm building. “Eli, I’m going to come, please, fuck me.”
“Goddammit, you’re pulsing around me.”
“Fuck me,” I say, trying to hold back, trying to wait.
He grips my hip with his free hand, and in seconds, he’s pounding into me. The sensation of his bare girth sliding against my walls and the feel of the stimulator sucking on my clit over and over again. It’s too much, and I’m coming in seconds, calling out his name as I grip the sheets on the bed.
The stimulator falls to the ground, rattling against the floor as he grips both of my hips and thrusts into them over and over, prolonging my orgasm until he stills and groans over me.
“Motherfucker,” he says as his cock swells. I can feel him release, grinding against me until he’s completely done. After a few moments, he leans forward and presses a kiss between my shoulder blades before releasing himself from me.
I’m about to stand when he bends down and lifts me into his arms. Out of instinct, I put my arms around his neck and look into his eyes.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
“Taking care of you,” he answers as he walks us to the bathroom. He sets me down on the counter and then steps between my legs. His hands smooth over my hair, and he leans forward, connecting our heads. “Penny?”
