My nipples pebbled. “Mine, too.”
A sound vibrated from his chest, deep and low. “God, Abi.” He tilted my face up and stared into my eyes, the muscle in his jaw ticking. “You’re all soft and sated in my arms, looking at me that way you do, and all I want to do is protect you, look after you, make you feel good. Will you let me, darlin’?”
“Yes.” I touched his cheek. “I want to take care of you, too.”
His breath released on a rough exhale, and his hand slid from my ass to between my thighs. He rubbed gently, and I moaned, hips moving with his hand before I knew what I was doing.
“You ready for more?” he rasped. “Because I want inside you so bad it hurts.”
“Yes. Please.”
His nostrils flared. “Sweetheart, I want to hold you down and fuck you so hard the walls shake.” His fingers dipped between my cheeks, and he massaged me there, toying with my ass, sending a shiver of need through me. “Abigail, I want to claim every part of you. Will you let me?”
Chapter Eleven
His body trembled, hungry need in his eyes. He wanted this from me, badly. His hands traveled restlessly over my bare skin. “You like my fingers inside here…” He pressed the tip against my hole, and I bore down on it, or tried to. He held me still. “Don’t you, angel?”
I was wet between my thighs, swollen and throbbing. I wanted it. I wanted whatever he wanted to do to me. I don’t know what that said about me, but I didn’t care. It felt right. All of it. “I love everything you do to me,” I whispered. “You make me ache, Eli.”
His breath was shaky when he released it. “I’ll make it good. I’ll make you come so hard.”
His cock was a steel rod under me through his jeans, and I wanted it in me in a way that went beyond desperate.
He kissed my lips, then lifted me and placed me on the bed. “Lie back. I’m going to play with you for a while first, get you so damn wet you’re begging for it, darlin’. Need to fuck you before I flip you over and slide into your tight ass.” He reached down and cupped his cock through the denim, squeezing while his gaze roamed over my skin.
He’d been growing more confident over these last couple of weeks, the things he said, did. But this was something else, new, and hearing those dirty words coming from his lips had me writhing on the bed.
“Hold on to the headboard and don’t let go.”
I lifted my hands over my head instantly.
His chest expanded with his sharp inhale, his breath coming out rough, shaky. “I did some research on the computer.” Color rose in his cheeks. “Wanted to make sure we did this right. I couldn’t bear it if I hurt you.” He ran a hand through his hair, and his abs tightened.
“Did you like what you saw?” I asked.
His lips parted and his breathing grew heavier, gaze moving over my body stretched out in front of him. “Yes. Lots of things I want to show you, do with you.”
An image of Eli’s big frame hunched in front of the computer, looking at porn, filled my head, and I swallowed. “Did you…did you get turned on, while you watched?”
He came up beside me and climbed onto the bed, straddling me. “I got so hard, Abi.” He leaned forward, rough fingers wrapping around my wrists, still above my head, and pressing them into the mattress. “Imagining it was you being spanked”—he met my eyes—“played with, fucked hard. That it was me using toys on you, making you come so hard you screamed…”
I tried to reach for him, but his hold was too tight. I wanted to touch him so badly, but he was having none of it. Then, before I could beg him to let me, he leaned down and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, nipped, then sucked again hard. I bucked against him, pulling against his fingers manacling my wrists. He’d scooted lower, and his heavy thighs trapped mine, forcing them shut.
It was torture. I was so hot and desperate, needing him inside me so bad, I thought I might lose my damn mind.
“I had to shove my boxers down and stroke my cock,” he murmured against my damp flesh.
The image bombarded my mind and I shuddered, squirmed against him, needing more contact, desperate for his weight, his cock pounding inside me. But he kept me trapped, sucking and nipping me until my nipples were hard and swollen and I was soaking the bedcovers under me.
He shifted down my body. “I’m going to release your hands, but you have to keep them where they are, understand?”
“Yes.”
He began his slow descent, sucking and kissing his way down my body, finally allowing me to spread my legs. I groaned when the cool air hit my overheated flesh. “Put your mouth on me. Please, Eli.”