“What are you doing?” he asks, confused, and a blush creeps onto my cheeks. They’re burning.
“I don’t know. I’ve seen women in movies jump into men’s arms, with their legs wrapped around them. I was curious about the experience.”
His lips curve into a slight smile, and his eyes gleam with the brilliance of countless stars. While he’s amused, he’s not making fun of me.
The hands on my back slide down every curve. They stop at my ass. And then those huge hands grab my ass tightly and lift me up with such ease, such lightness.
A short squeal escapes my throat, but my body understands exactly what to do. My thighs part before him, and a second later, my legs wrap around his waist.
If I thought his hands were hot, they’re nothing compared to where we’re touching.
“My Raven. That’s how you do it, baby.”
“It was even hotter than in the movies.”
The space between my thighs is sticky with pussy juice. I move my hips shyly, but I feel Eli’s erection, and it drives me crazy. I need his touch. I need him to do anything.
“Please. Take me to the bedroom.”
With his eyes on me, we head deeper into the apartment. He knows where to go. “I’m going to tuck you in. You should rest after this evening.”
“Put me to bed, yes, but not to rest. I don’t need rest.”
“What do you need, Raven?”
I whisper right into his ear, “You.” My reward is a growl that bursts from within him, making Eli’s chest vibrate.
And it’s so hot. That animalistic sound makes me move my hips again, seeking relief.
Fuck. If he doesn’t do something right now, I’m going to burst.
“Don’t say those words to me right now. I’m on the verge of losing control.” I swear his voice is even lower. How is that possible? “I want to take care of you. I want you to feel good. I’m dying just thinking about your eyes as you fall apart into a million pieces.”
A whimper. That’s all I can manage. Hearing those words, I melt like butter.
We walk into my bedroom, and Eli kicks the door shut. Only when he stands by the bed do I lower my legs to the floor.
“And you’ll take care of me. You’ll make me feel good. I know it. I want all of you. Today. Right now.”
His eyes wander over my face like he’s looking for something. An answer?
With a touch of uncertainty, I bite my lower lip.
But what if he changes his mind?
“Zoe—damn it.” Suddenly, he glances down. “I forgot about your knee. We need to take care of that.”
I pull one hand away from his neck, place it under his chin and lift his face. “We’ll deal with that later. I’m fine.”
The muscle in his jaw twitches again. “You can’t imagine what I’d be capable of, what kind of rage I’d feel if you were hurt. I don’t want to think—”
“Don’t think. Not now.” I swallow the lump forming in my throat. This man’s tenderness, protectiveness, and possessiveness are overwhelming. And being among the people Eli cares about most in the world is an honor. I understand that now.
“Are you sure about this? Are you sure you want this?”
The intensity of his gaze is damn arousing. I nod, but he scolds me.
“I want your words, baby. Need to hear it.”