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Chapter Six
Rachel woke slowly. Her eyelids slid open, and she became aware of the steady thumping noise under her cheek. She was relaxed and warm, content to soak in the quiet. Well, quiet except for the sound of Eli’s heartbeat, which she could hear because he’d rolled onto his back and pulled her along with him. She was now sprawled across his torso. How she’d gotten in this position without waking up testified to how tired she’d been. Still motionless, she glanced over at the clock on the bedside table, which read four o’clock. They’d slept for three hours.
Yes! Shoot. He was right.
She lay there for a minute and took stock of her position. Her left forearm was under her at his side, her hand curled under his shoulder. Her right arm was stretched across his chest. She lay on her left hip on the bed, and her right thigh was tucked between his. She smiled softly when she noticed the very hard ridge that lay against her thigh and wondered if he was still asleep. His respirations sounded very deep and even, and his heartbeat was the same steady beat. She didn’t move for fear of disturbing his sleep and then felt the almost imperceptible slow caress of his fingertips on her ass through the blanket. She wondered how long he’d been lying there awake, watching her sleep.
She slid her hand down his abdomen and noticed a subtle increase in his heartbeat. She laid her palm on the denim covering his cock and slid it down to cup his balls and then back over his hardened shaft. He was so long and thick, and the thought of him sliding his cock into her made her pussy lips begin to swell with desire. Her body sang for his, longing to feel his possession. The gentle contact caused him to arch his back and press into her hand. A soft hiss escaped his lips.
Slowly, she slid her hand over him again, taking time to caress his balls through the denim of his jeans. She smiled at his soft gasp. Never ceasing
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the contact with his erection, she arched her back and stretched like a well-contented jungle cat, tilting her head back to look up at him. His eyes were half open, smoldering with desire. He must have been like that for a while, lying there hard and ready, allowing her to get her rest. He was so thoughtful. How had she ever managed to find a man who was gorgeous and considerate of others?
He cupped the back of her head as he kissed her and pulled her over him. Her legs splayed over his hips, and he cupped her ass in his hands, pressing her to his erection.
“Did you sleep well?” he asked, kissing her chin and her cheeks and her nose before plundering her mouth. His voice was deep with arousal.
“I slept so well, I feel much better. And you?”
“I haven’t had a nap that good in a long time. Then I woke up to find an angel in my arms,” he murmured, pressing her to him again.
Her cheeks warmed at his sweet words. “Have you been waiting for me to wake up long?”
“Only a little while. I like watching you while you sleep. It’s very relaxing.”
She smiled softly, loving the slow burn growing inside her. Simple touches and soft words encouraged the embers back into flames. “You liked watching me sleep?”
“Yes, very much. It’s satisfying to have you here, to know you trust me and feel safe with me. It feels right.” His other hand slid into her hair, fanning it out around her and over his chest. She rose slightly, bracing her hands on his shoulders, and gently tilted her pelvis against his erection, rubbing over him. His eyes fluttered closed, and he groaned as his head fell back on the pillow.
“Angel,” he drew the endearment out in a whisper, “I’ve got to know what it feels like to be inside you.”
She leaned forward, breaking contact with his cock, and kissed him tenderly.
He pulled the throw blanket off of them, tucked her to him, and rolled her under his immense, strong body. She tentatively reached down and undid the button of his jeans and pulled the zipper down partway. Her fingers strayed inside, and she sighed happily at the contact with his silky,
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hardened shaft. Hissing softly, he pulled the zipper down and rolled over to remove his clothing and then returned to her, kneeling beside her on the bed.
He was so beautiful this way. His broad chest narrowed down over his abs to a trim waist and lean hips. His cook jutted out at her, so immensely long and thick. She had never seen such a beautiful thing. That was the only word she could use to describe it as she wrapped her hand around him. As Eli softly groaned, Rachel looked up into his eyes, and was filled with awe and admiration. He gazed at her, sitting back on his heels so she could see all of him. He had to be all of nine or ten inches in length and incredibly thick.