Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 76846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
The heat bloomed through me, sparking, catching, blazing a fire through me that started to consume us both.
My hands drifted up his arms, shoulders, then wrapped around his neck, pulling him more tightly against me, the brush of his chest hair over my sensitive breasts making me moan against his lips.
Elian’s hands slid down the slope of my back, sinking into my ass, and dragging me against his hard cock.
His lips swallowed my moan as he turned me, pressing my back against the wall, the cold of it making a shiver rack through my system.
His lips moved to my ear, his teeth and tongue teasing the shell of it, then moving downward. Over my neck, my chest, between my breasts.
My hand slapped down on the back of his neck, fingers sifting into his wet hair as he moved to the side, sucking my nipple into his mouth until I was arching into the sensation, letting out a throaty whimper.
His tongue worked little circles around the tightened bud before his teeth were grazing.
Elian’s hand moved down between us, fingers teasing up my slick cleft toward my clit, circling it with expert precision as he moved across my chest to continue the sweet torment.
My moans started to echo back to me in the shower niche as two of his fingers slid down, then slipped inside of me, thrusting lazily as he continued to work my clit.
“Elian,” I whimpered, rocking against his hand, needing relief from the clawing need building inside of me.
Reaching between us, I grabbed his cock, stroking him to the rhythm his fingers were fucking me, needing him as far gone as I was right then.
“Elizabeth,” he groaned against my neck.
“Elian, please,” I whimpered, stroking him harder still.
“I don’t have…” he said, trying to pull away from me to get the protection.
“It’s okay,” I said, rocking harder against his touch as I buried my face in his neck, kissing up the stubble I found there. “My tests are negative,” I told him as his fingers started to finger me faster.
“Mine too,” he said, voice rough with his need. “But…”
“That’s covered,” I said, stroking him harder. We could get into the specifics of that later. Right now, I needed him.
On that rumbling sound deep in his chest, his fingers slid out of me. Reaching down, he pulled my leg up, pressing it wide against the wall, opening me up for him as he moved between.
His cock stroked against my cleft until my moans got more and more desperate.
Then, finally, he slipped down and thrust, taking me to the base in one long, hard thrust.
His groan mingled with my moan.
And then we were moving together, my hips rocking as he thrust, both of us too far gone for exploration, for teasing and slow loving.
“Fuck,” Elian hissed, his lips near my ear. “You feel so good.”
The water cascaded down Elian’s back, making his back too slippery to wrap my legs around, so I was helpless but to stand there, letting him work me at his pace, unable to do anything but feel.
But it felt like it had been forever already.
I was close to the edge before I even knew I was climbing.
Then, just a second later, I was crashing down into the orgasm, my cries filling the bathroom as I clung to Elian, as he continued to fuck me through it, then came with me, the heat of him filling me, his whole body tensing, his voice hissing out my name.
We clung together for a while after before the shivers started to rack my body from being wet and out of the spray of water.
Elian shifted us under it, then we both rushed through washing, then drying and dressing.
We didn’t have time to linger after wasting a bit too much time in the shower. But there was no better way to waste some time, I decided, as we moved out of the condo with a guard before and behind us.
They were joined by two more guards as soon as we made it out of the building.
I was shuffled into the backseat with Elian on one side of me, and a guard on the other. As well as two more up front.
If I wasn’t completely mistaken, another car followed us as we drove across town toward the closest precinct.
This was the part I had to do alone, though.
The car dropped me off out front, and Elian gave me a quick squeeze before climbing back into the car, watching me walk into the building.
“Can I help you?” the woman at the front desk, situated by a thick wall of acrylic, asked.
Taking a deep breath, I nodded.
“I need to speak to a detective.”
In the end, though, I’d needed to speak to several as they first listened to my recording, then decided to bring a partner in. Then, finally, the commander himself needed to listen and hear my story.