I love that we're always on the same wavelength.
“I can confidently say the same. I’ve had sex a few times with people I had no emotional connection with, and it sucked. But your hand slips between my thighs while we’re sleeping, and I wake up drenched.”
His eyes spark at that, a mischievous grin twisting his lips. He trails his hand down my spine, over my hip, and dips the tips of his fingers beneath the hem of the shirt that's ridden up.
“Can I find out? For research purposes, of course,” he rasps.
“Of course.” My smirk grows as he nudges his fingers lower, my arousal coating them.
His head falls back, a pained look crossing his face as a groan flies past his lips. “I really shouldn’t have done that,” he whispers. “Now that I know, it’s going to be so bloody difficult to think straight while we have this conversation.”
“I think the talking part is just about over,” I murmur, pressing his hand more firmly against my centre. “We can take everything as slow as either of us needs, checking in frequently and communicating what we like and what we don’t.”
A worry I haven’t voiced rises to the surface, and suddenly I feel very exposed.
“You’re biting your lip. What’s going on?”
My gaze flicks to his. “What if I don’t enjoy sex, even with you, and I can’t pleasure you the way you need?”
He shakes his head.
“Sweetheart, I’ve beenthrivingfor years with nothing but my hand, deliciously good books, and my imagination. I’d rather have any pieces of yourself you’re willing to give me than sex with anyone else. I just need you. Only everyou.”
My heart settles, the sincerity of his words vibrating through me. “Do you wanna try now?”
His eyes widen. “Your parents are here…”
“Then you’d better be quiet, princess,” I whisper, my lip quirking in a taunting smirk.
CHAPTER
SIXTY-THREE
My heart isin my throat, and my cock has never been so hard in my entire life.
“We—Adhira, I don’t know if Icanbe quiet. Not like this, withyou.” My eyes must be the size of saucers. My hands tremble with adrenaline as Adhira presses a palm to the centre of my chest, pushing me onto my back. I comply with ease, beyond thrilled to do anything this woman requests of me.
“My parents knocked as soon as the sun started to rise and told me they were going out for a walk and to find somewhere to grab pastries. They’re very early risers, always have been. I was just messing with you when I said you had to be quiet.”
“That was a little evil, sweetheart.”
My heart settles at this, tense muscles relaxing.
“You know what’ll be delicious?” she murmurs.
My mind wanders to all the things we could be doing that would match that description.
“And what's that?” I breathe out.
With the thought of her parents overhearing us wiped away, I become entirely enamoured by Adhira and the heavenly way the morning sunlight glimmers over her smooth bronze skin, locks of her long waves falling in a curtain over her shoulders. I reach up to tuck the stray strands behind her ears, needing to see as much of her face as possible.
“When you give me all of your firsts, Elijah.”
My gaze snaps to her. “All?”
She nods. “I want every. Last. One.”
I groan, my dick straining against the thin fabric keeping it contained.
