Throughout it all, Mindy hadn’t even noticed that Cherry was naked. When she finally left, Elijah excused himself.
Go, you know you want to.
Putting the phone back in the holder she turned the car around, heading back home. Her heart was racing as she pulled up in front of the house. Elijah was standing in his business suit. His hands were in his pockets, waiting.
Climbing out of the car, she walked up the steps. He didn’t touch her.
The front door closed, and Elijah pushed her against the nearest wall, pushing her hands up above her head.
She had worn jeans, and he worked the button open, pushing the denim down her thighs. “You’re going to have to start wearing skirts. It’ll be easier for me.”
Cherry cried out, groaning as his lips sucked on her neck. He let go of her hands, and she watched him unbuckle his belt, sliding the zipper down. His pants ended up around his knees.
In the next instance his hands landed on her ass, picking her up in his arms. She had learned not to argue with him. Elijah was incredibly strong, and he liked to hold her in place.
“You don’t need to contain those sweet sounds anymore, baby. We’re alone.”
She threw her head back and screamed as he slammed inside her in one quick thrust. He was so incredibly hard and thick.
“Do you really think I’d let you go to college with all those young men without fucking you first?” he asked. He stopped talking to slide out of her body. Cherry didn’t get the chance to say anything as he plunged back inside her. He hit her cervix, and the pain mixed together with the pleasure. All she could do was gasp as he held her tightly, not letting her go as she tried to ease the pressure. “When you’re in college, sitting in class around those young bastards, you’re going to be filled with my spunk and know who you belong to.”
Was he jealous?
She wouldn’t cheat on Elijah. They may be secret, but to her they were exclusive.
The hold he had on her ass tightened. He started to fuck her against the wall. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on. His cock was so long and thick that she didn’t know if it was pleasure or pain he was inspiring. Pressing her head against his, she whimpered.
“Touch yourself, Cherry. I want you to come as I fuck you.”
Reaching between them, she teased her clit, shocked by the sensation of his cock pounding inside her. She was already dripping wet, and touching her slick clit didn’t hurt her.
She rubbed her pussy as Elijah kept fucking her. He leaned forward, sucking her nipple through the fabric of her shirt. Crying out, she fingered her clit faster.
Her orgasm was building, and she didn’t want it to end.
“Come for me, Cherry.”
His order was all it took. He also did something with his hips that seemed to drive him deeper into her pussy.
Cherry came with a scream, whimpering at the intense pleasure that he’d created.
Elijah fucked her hard, driving into her. The moment he grunted and his cock jerked inside her, Cherry held on tighter to him. He took her down to the floor. His cock was still within her, but they were on the floor panting for breath.
She held onto him even as the pleasure started to ebb away.
“I couldn’t let you go without taking you,” Elijah said.
He pulled away enough for her to stare into her eyes.
“You’re confusing me. I won’t cheat on you, Elijah. I don’t want another man.” She did something she’d wanted to do for a long time. Cherry reached up and touched his cheek. He was so handsome, mature, and knew the world that she lived in. Elijah knew the shit she’d been through, and yet he’d not taken her against her will.
That time on the table, their first time, she’d been more than willing.
In the month they’d known each other, he’d given her a better life than anyone else. No foster home had ever done this for her.
It was always them against her.
“Are you, erm, are you still fucking those other women you’ve talked about?” Cherry asked. She hadn’t forced the issue of a condom between them. Did she need to visit the doctors? She could get pregnant, but she didn’t want to anger Elijah. The idea of being cared for thrilled her. She hadn’t been cared for her whole life. The only person who cared about her was her.
“No, I’m not seeing anyone else. They’re not even in the same league as you, Cherry.” He stroked a hand down her face resting around her neck. She wasn’t frightened by the hold he had on her. “There won’t be any more women. I’m clean.”
“I could get pregnant.”
“You’re not going on anything, and I’m not stopping.”
She didn’t want to hope for anything. Cherry nodded. What else could she do? Elijah could have taken her life, but instead he’d given her one.