“Wren. I need you to say it.”
Her fingers slowed as she looked into his eyes, puzzled.
“What is it?” he asked, afraid she’d tell him he was taking things too far, too fast.
She exhaled audibly, smiling. “It’s…I’m not used to guys who ask that question.”
That made him growl. “That’s a damn shame. But you still haven’t answered me.” He dropped his hands, ready for her to tell him no, that she was ready to leave.
“Yes, Elias. I want this. Or I wouldn’t be here. I walked into the bar knowing exactly what I wanted, and here we are.” She tilted her head. “Doyouwant this?”
God, she was beautiful to begin with, and her open desire only made her more so.
“I've been dreaming of this moment since I first laid eyes on you. As inappropriate as that is.”
Wren laughed. “I’m not your patient.”
“That’s what I’ve been saying.”
“Oh really?” she teased.
Elias opened his mouth to backtrack, but she took that opportunity to kiss him.
After that, Wren took her time undressing him. He savored every moment of watching her sparkling eyes as she exposed more of his body. She pushed his unbuttoned shirt off his shoulders and stopped to take in his torso.
“You could be a model, you know.”
“No thanks.” He’d been told that before and always laughed it off. But the compliment coming from Wren sank deep into his heart.
With an amused expression, she shook her head and went back to undressing him. She took her time with his button fly, letting the backs of her fingers brush his boxers as she undid button after button. When she reached for the waistband of his boxer briefs, Elias could barely contain himself. He helped her slide them down with his jeans, revealing his hard, throbbing cock.
Wren took him in her hand, gently stroking him as she looked into his eyes. He could see the desire burning within her. She started to lower herself but he stopped her.
“Oh, no. That’s not how this is going to go.”
“No?”
“Mmm, nope.”
Elias' hands delved into Wren's long hair. His fingers wove through the strands as he pulled her head back, exposing her throat to his hungry lips. God, she smelled good and tasted even better. Wren gasped as he kissed and nipped greedily at her skin. When he found a spot on her neck that seemed to set her ablaze, she dug her nails into his back.
"Oh God, Elias," she moaned as he continued to lavish attention on her sensitive skin. "I need you."
He growled low in response and savored her shivering body. His lips trailed lower, pausing only when he needed to unbutton her shirt and unhook her bra. Wren cried out as he took her nipple between his lips, suckling gently before teasing it with his tongue. Her hips bucked against him.
“That’s it, baby, my hungry, hungry baby.” Elias undid her shorts and watched them drop to her ankles. Her silky panties teased his cock as she rubbed against him.
“One sec,” she said as she stepped to the side. She kicked off her boots with a laugh and returned to his arms.
“These need to go, too.” Elias tucked his fingers under her panties and slid them down her long, shapely legs. Kneeling at her feet, he grasped her ass and pulled her forward to his mouth. She smelled so good—musky and sweet as he nuzzled her. His first taste of her hot, wet pussy made his cock twitch, but her satisfied moan made it jump. He licked and stroked her until her juices flowed free and her body tensed. Elias pulled away and she gasped.
“No, please!Needyou.”
Elias slipped a finger inside her and she immediately squeezed tightly around it. Velvet, pure velvet. He slid his finger in and out as he pressed his thumb against her clit. She gripped his shoulders and rode his finger shamelessly, head tossed back. His cock wept as he watched her take her pleasure from him. Then he went back to eating her out until her knees buckled and she pressed herself against his mouth.
“Elias, my God! So good!”
When her body went limp, he laid her down on his bed. He covered her body in kisses as he worked his way up her body. Straddling her, he opened the nightstand drawer. Elias pulled out a string of condoms, tore one off, and laid the rest of them on the nightstand. As he started to tear the foil open, Wren snatched it out of his hands.
