My Clarity Page 67
Elijah’s lips curled deviously and he tossed his notebook on the floor. Putting his arms behind his neck for support, his muscles were cut and defined. He was shirtless. Actually, he had nothing but his cotton shorts on, and he looked way too sexy.
“Are you trying to seduce me, Ms. Weis?” His eyes raked over my body while he bit his bottom lip.
“It depends on your answer, Mr. Cooper.” I swayed to him seductively, allowing the jacket to slide off my shoulder, exposing my breast.
Elijah gasped slightly as he stood in front of me, cupping my face.
“If you take that off, something will happen. I won’t be able to control myself. You don’t have to do this if you’re not ready.”
“I’ve been ready. I was just finding the right time.” I gave him a wicked smile. “A night with me or the race?”
“That’s not fair, Freckles. I had signed up for this race long before we met. It’s a once in a lifetime chance. If I win, we could use that money for a down payment for a house. One day soon, I’m going to marry you, and we’re going to have a minivan full of kids. I want to take care of us, our family.”
I stared at him as his words soaked in, touching me to the very depth of my heart. My body tingled hearing the thoughts I never knew were running through his mind. I knew he loved me, but I hadn’t realized just how much until this moment.
Tears pooled in my eyes, feeling grateful for his love and devotion. I couldn’t be happier than I was right now. There was nothing more I could say. I would have to talk him out of it tomorrow. I still had time.
“I’m ready, Elijah,” I whispered, letting the jacket fall to the floor. We hadn’t been together that long, but I felt like I’d known him a lifetime. “You’re absolutely beautiful, Freckles,” he said, taking a moment to study me. Then he scooped me up and hovered over me on the bed. “I’m going to make you remember this night forever. I promise you, it will be special. Baby, I’m going to give you all of me.”
Elijah’s lips brushed against mine and tenderly began to suck my lip. When his hand roamed over my breast, I gasped from the pleasure that shot through every nerve ending in my body. His kisses moved to my cheek, down my neck, and then his tongue ran deliciously over my nipple. He slowly tortured me as he sucked and nibbled on it. God, that felt so achingly good. Arching my back, I moaned as I felt the sensation between my legs burn with desire.
When Elijah slipped his hands under my ass, he pressed his warm body against mine. That sent another erotic jolt to my sex. It blistered with want and need, making me crave him even more.
“Elijah, please,” I whimpered, turning my head from side to side.
“Not yet, Baby,” he murmured between nipping down past my belly button until…oh God…his mouth was sucking my clit. His tongue circled, licked, and flicked in the most gratifying way. He was driving me insane. My hands gripped his shoulders, slowly losing all sense of motor coordination, especially when he pushed his fingers inside me. Closing my eyes, I took in the pleasure.
“I’m preparing you for something bigger,” he groaned. “I need to make you as wet as I can.” Elijah took my hand and placed it over his dick.
My eyes shot open. He was right. He was big. When did he take off his shorts?
“Are you sure you want this?” he asked as I stared at the beauty that was going to go inside me.
“Yes,” I nodded, aching so badly from his fingers moving in and out.
After driving me crazy to the point where I was about to beg, he spread my legs wider with his knees. After putting on a condom, he was on top of me. “I’m going to go slow,” he explained, cupping my face and looking lovingly into my eyes. “Tell me if you want me to stop, okay?”
I nodded again, but a little part of me was frightened. There was no doubt I wanted Elijah and I wanted this, but it also would mean that I was giving him all of me. I knew from the bottom of my heart that I belonged to him.
Keeping his eyes on me, he pushed in. I gasped as he penetrated a little deeper. Slowly, cautiously, he moved his hips back and forth, gliding in and out and each time going deeper. “You ready?” he asked as his eyes darkened with passion and love.
Before I could reply, I sucked in a big lump of air waiting for the burning sensation to pass.
“I’m in,” he grinned, and then looked worried. “Does it hurt? Do you want me to stop?”
“Don’t stop,” I begged, pulling him in for a kiss. Oh how I loved the taste of him.
Elijah moved his hips slowly, looking into my eyes, giving me pleasure beyond anything I could imagine. He was filling me with his love and I knew he was right. I would never forget this moment.
“I’m going to go easy with you. I don’t know how you’ll feel after tonight. I’m so honored to be your first and I want nothing more than to be your last,” he panted, running his hands through my hair. He had started to rock on top of me again, this time a little bit faster.
The tingling sensation started from my stomach and expanded, spreading up to my head, and down to my toes. I was full to my limit; there was nowhere to release it as foreign, breathless sounds escaped my lips. I never knew I could make sounds like that.
“God, Alex, you feel so damn good. I don’t want to stop,” Elijah said. “I want to make love to you all night, but I also don’t want you to be sore. You’re so beautiful. I love you, Baby.” Those were his last words before he conquered my lips again. Slowly taking his time with his lips and tongue, he brushed them along my neck, my shoulders, around my breast, and every inch of my body, worshipping, caressing, and making me feel special.