Page 6 of Breaking Him

He shouted, hands going to my shoulders, and shoved me back. “Jesus Christ… What are you…?”

His cock pulsed in my hand when I squeezed it, cutting off his words, and his deep groan made my belly quiver. Pre-come leaked from the tip, coating my fingers, and I slid my fist up and back. “Do you hurt, Eli?”

Every one of his muscles bunched and tightened, and a gasp burst free. “You don’t have to do that.” He moaned, hips rolling. “Christ…so good…”

For some reason his words tore at my heart. I darted my tongue out, tasting him. “Do you want me to? You taste amazing.” I leaned in, nuzzled the dark hair at the base of his cock, drawing in his musky scent, and looked up at him. “I want to.”

“Why?” Vulnerability mixed with something dark and breathtaking clouded his eyes.

I slid my free hand up and down one of his rock-solid thighs and locked eyes with him. “Because you want me to. Because I desperately want to.”

“You like it…the way I taste?” He was blushing again, uncertainty in his voice, and it equally turned me on and destroyed me at the same time.

“Yes.” I slid my tongue over the head of his cock again. “Hell yes.” His expression was one I’d never seen before on Eli, pain and excitement, maybe a little fear. It thrilled me. “Did you like watching me get myself off?”

“Yes,” he growled.

“I’d get the same pleasure from watching you.” The next words formed in my head and I almost didn’t say them, but somehow I knew Elijah needed them. “I just want to please you, Eli. Have you…have you thought about it, us together? Me, on my knees in front of you like this? I have.”

He groaned, more pre-come spilling from his dick. “Yes.” He let out a ragged groan. “Yes, goddammit.”

I nearly whimpered. My thighs shook, slick with my arousal, throbbing again like I hadn’t made myself come just a short time ago. “Just tell me you want this, tell me you need it as much as I want to give it to you, and I will, Eli. I’ll make you feel so good.”

His abs tightened, hips jerking forward like he had no control over them. Then he looked down at me, conflicting emotions moving through his dark eyes. But trumping them all was heat, so much heat, it scorched me in the best way. When he finally spoke, his words sounded torn from his throat, tight and raspy with need.

A shudder quaked through his body. “Please…suck it. Suck my cock.”

Chapter Three

“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve imagined doing this to you?” I gripped his length more firmly, wrapping both hands around the wide base, the skin smooth and hot beneath my fingers, against my palm. “You’re big, Eli. Bigger than any man I’ve seen.”

He moaned and shook his head. “Don’t.” He pressed his hands against the shelf behind him. “Don’t tell me about anyone else, I can’t…just don’t.”

Oh God.

I kissed the fat, swollen tip. “It’s just you and me.” I darted my tongue out, tasting him once more. “No one else.” I started to jack that impressive cock with both hands, then leaned in and sucked the head deep into my mouth, taking him as far as I could. He shouted, both hands hitting the bookshelf on either side of him hard enough to make the windows rattle. Releasing him with one hand, I dragged my nails up the side of his massive thigh, then reached around and gripped one muscular ass cheek and squeezed. Pulling back, I put my tongue to good use, licking him from root to tip, lapping the ridge, getting off on his harsh breaths echoing around the room, his seductive scent getting stronger, the way his eyes were locked on what I was doing to him. I kept at it until his abs looked cut from stone and his thigh muscles were jumping.

He bucked, a desperate sound ripping from his throat. “Darlin’… Darlin’, please. I can’t take much more.”

Christ, the sound of his voice, the way he’d just called me darlin’, I was close to coming again and I hadn’t even touched my swollen clit.

Tilting my head back, I looked up at him as I reached for one of his hands, prying it off the shelf and placing it at the back of my head. I sucked him deep, and his fingers immediately burrowed into my hair, holding on. I sucked harder, and his low groan seemed to shake the ground beneath me.

“Shit,” he barked and tried to pull back. “Gonna come…”

I stayed where I was, then he was coming, shaking and growling, hips jerking as he pumped hot and hard down my throat. I stayed where I was until he was finished, then I took my time licking him clean. When I was done, I rose to my feet and did what I’d been dying to do for the longest time. I reached up and cupped the side of his face, dragging my thumb across his stubbled jaw, feeling the texture against my skin. “You’re magnificent, Eli Hays.” Then, going up on my toes, pulling him down to meet me, I placed a gentle kiss to the corner of his mouth and stepped back.

His breath rushed in and out of his lungs like he’d just run full speed from one end of the ranch to the other. His eyes dropped to my chest, down to the apex of my thighs, and he took a step closer. More than anything, I wanted to go to him, let him do to me whatever was going through his head right then, but I knew if I did, I would never leave this room. Not good, not when I had Garrett’s wife, Cassie, popping over for a beer and a catch-up. If she caught us together…well, I didn’t know how she’d react. How could I explain it to her, when I didn’t know what this was myself?

But that wasn’t the only reason I was saying no to anything more right then.

I planted my hand on his abs, shivering at the way those bulky muscles tightened. “I wanted to do that for you. I don’t expect anything in return. Things got heated fast. Think about it, whether you wanna go any further with this.” I took a step back, and he swayed toward me. My eyes dipped to his already hardening cock. Sweet Jesus. “You want more, you know where I am. But if you don’t?” I offered him a small smile. “No hard feelings. I’ll leave you to your own company and we’ll carry on like before, like this never happened.”

I hated that idea. A lot. And even as I said the words I didn’t know if I believed what I was saying. But I also didn’t want to push him into anything.

I took him in, one last time, all heaving, rippling muscle, expression fierce, jaw tight, eyes bright. Then I walked out, shutting the door behind me.

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