Eri ran her fingers through his hair. “I’m sure you aren’t. Why don’t we shower, and then we can watch movies in bed?” she suggested.
“Sounds like a good way to end the evening.”
He got up, helping her to her feet, and they went into her bedroom and into the en suite. Elias turned on the shower,and when they both undressed, they stepped inside. His hands settled on her waist, and he kissed her shoulder. Eri looked over her shoulder at him.
“We’ll be in here until the water runs cold if you start.”
“True. I suppose I can wait until we’re out.”
Once they finished showering, Eri dried off and went into the bedroom. She took one of her body butters off the dresser and sat on the bed. Elias took it from her as he exited the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist.
He put it on for her, his fingers sliding dangerously close to her pussy as he worked it into her thighs.
“What movie did you want to watch?” he asked, hands moving up her sides, then cupping under her breasts.
“You can choose,” she responded. She knew well that, whatever it was, they wouldn’t watch much of it. His thumbs brushed over her nipples as he hummed as if in thought, but Eri knew better.
Once he finished torturing her as he moisturized her, which had her pussy wet, Eri slid to the head of the bed and grabbed the remote, turning the television on, while Elias removed his towel. When he joined her on the bed, she passed it to him. It only took him a couple of minutes to choose something for them to watch before he tossed the remote aside.
He grabbed Eri by the waist and pulled her to straddle him, chest to back. His dick probed at her entrance before pulling her down. She leaned her head back against his shoulder and moaned as she took him in. When she was seated, he wrapped his arms around her.
“Now, let’s see how long you can warm my dick while we watch this movie,” he whispered against her ear.
The answer was not very long. Eri wasn’t sure she’d even made it ten minutes before she started grinding on his dick, or another five before she tried to ride him, which resulted in theircurrent position. Her face down with her ass in the air, moaning as Elias bottomed out again. His hips flush against her ass as he held himself still, and she wiggled her ass from side to side, attempting to coax him to move.
His hand ran up and down her back slowly, his touch light, and it shouldn’t have had as much of an effect on her as it did. But Elias knew just how to work her up, just how to get her going, how to please her body.
He leaned over her, bringing his lips to her ear. “I’m going to fuck you nice and slow.”
Eri felt him pull out slowly until only the head was left in before his hands went to her waist, gripped it, and pushed back in just as slowly. She released a long moan as she dropped her head onto the bed.
Agonizingly slowly, he continued to fuck her, moved in and out of her with an abundance of patience and restraint. Each time he thrust in, he brushed against that sensitive bundle of nerves that always sent her body shaking and quivering.
Several times, Eri tried to fuck back against him, speed up his movements, and each time her boyfriend would give her a hard thrust while pulling her back to meet him. Letting her know without saying a word that he was in charge of what they were doing, in charge of her pleasure.
Her moans filled the room as she gripped the comforter. She could feel her walls contracting around his dick and knew that she was close to cumming. His deep, slow thrust continuously worked her towards release.
“Elias,” Eri moaned, “I’m…I’m going to…”
“Are you going to cum for me, Amate?” he questioned in that deep baritone, husky with arousal.
“Yes, please. I want to cum for you; please let me cum for you.”
“Well, when you ask like that, how am I supposed to say no? Go on. Cum for me, baby.”
Eri didn’t have to be told twice. She came all over his dick, coating him in her cum as her legs began to shake. His name tumbled from her lips as her orgasm washed through her, flowing like a stream.
He continued his slow, languid thrusts, working her through her orgasm. Lengthening it and causing her to ride it out longer. To tease her even more, one of Elias’ hands slipped under her and pinched her clit gently.
“Elias.” It was a mix of a whimper and a plea, and he chuckled, but released her clit as he continued to give her deep, unhurried thrusts. Eri knew she’d get one hell of a night’s sleep once he was done with her.
41
Eri sat beside Lucy in the dining room as they caught up. The house was filled with delicious smells, the sounds of the television playing, and people rooting for their team to win from the living room. They’d all come together for Thanksgiving at Lucy and Lorenzo’s house. Her father and Avian’s had driven in for the occasion.
The food had been scrumptious, and they’d divided into two groups for dessert. Some of them stayed in the dining room to eat and talk, and others ventured into the living room to watch the football game.
Elias set a plate with a slice of pie and a slice of cake in front of her and kissed her temple before leaving the dining room and heading to the living room to watch the game.
