“I didn’t ask if you needed it. I know you’ll come with only my cock. But I want you to have it,” he replies before landing another spank on my ass.
“Oh God.” I nearly cry as my clit pulses between my legs. “Eli, I’m right there, ready to come. Please, just fuck me.”
“You want my cock?”
“Yes.”
“Good,” he says as I feel his tip at my entrance. I angle my ass up, giving him better access, and he slips an inch in.
“More. All of you.”
His hand smooths over my ass where he’s smacked it. “Patience, Penny.”
“You don’t understand. I need to come, my clit . . . it feels so heavy, I need the release.”
“Then maybe I should just fuck you with my tongue.”
“No,” I cry out. “Give me your cock.”
“Fucking Christ,” he mutters. “That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.” And then he plunges his cock inside me in one giant thrust.
“Yessss,” I cry out just before my clit stimulator is turned on and placed exactly in the right spot. It sucks my clit, and my legs quiver from the pressure of my orgasm building. “Eli, I’m going to come, please, fuck me.”
“Goddammit, you’re pulsing around me.”
“Fuck me,” I say, trying to hold back, trying to wait.
He grips my hip with his free hand, and in seconds, he’s pounding into me. The sensation of his bare girth sliding against my walls and the feel of the stimulator sucking on my clit over and over again. It’s too much, and I’m coming in seconds, calling out his name as I grip the sheets on the bed.
The stimulator falls to the ground, rattling against the floor as he grips both of my hips and thrusts into them over and over, prolonging my orgasm until he stills and groans over me.
“Motherfucker,” he says as his cock swells. I can feel him release, grinding against me until he’s completely done. After a few moments, he leans forward and presses a kiss between my shoulder blades before releasing himself from me.
I’m about to stand when he bends down and lifts me into his arms. Out of instinct, I put my arms around his neck and look into his eyes.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
“Taking care of you,” he answers as he walks us to the bathroom. He sets me down on the counter and then steps between my legs. His hands smooth over my hair, and he leans forward, connecting our heads. “Penny?”
“Yes?” I ask, my hands now on his chest.
“I’m so sorry I fucked things up.”
“I know,” I say as I detect the vulnerability in his voice. “But we’re moving on.”
His eyes meet mine. “And you’re moving on with me?”
“Yes,” I answer, bringing his lips to mine. “I’m moving on with you, Eli.”
We make out for a few more minutes, just like that, me on the bathroom counter, him holding me tightly, exploring my mouth, never letting go.
“Missed you, Penny. So fucking much.”
“Missed you too, Eli.”
We spend the next few minutes cleaning up and getting ready for bed. I reach for my nightgown, but he pulls it away and kisses my shoulder, asking me to sleep naked with him.
I couldn’t think of anything better than to be skin on skin with this man.
We both get under the covers, and when he pulls me into him tonight, instead of my back to his stomach, I rest my head on his chest and curl my arm around him.
“Do you have any plans tomorrow?” he asks as he softly strokes my skin.
“Well, I was supposed to work, but the team I work for was eliminated from the playoffs tonight.”
“They didn’t deserve to be in it. Most of them didn’t have their heads in the game.”
“You being one of them,” I say as I drag my finger over his abs.
“Yeah, my heart and head weren’t in it. I’d never say this to the guys, but I’m glad we’re done.”
“Uh . . . yeah, don’t ever say that to the guys.” He chuckles, but I ask, “Why are you glad?”
“It was too much to figure out, everything between you and me, the unknown, and walking on eggshells around Pacey. I just needed a second, you know? But you can’t have a second during the season. It’s a constant grind.”
“I get it. So, then why are you asking about tomorrow?”
“I want to take you out for your birthday. I royally fucked up and want to make it up to you.”