by Vivian Wood
She stiffened, not knowing how to respond.
Did she really have that kind of effect on him?
Pulling her close, Meredith felt his breath against her neck. His throat pulsed as her breasts touched his chest, igniting the spark between them into fire. She looked at his eyes and felt like she was about to spontaneously combust.
“You shouldn't have let me come in here,” Elijah spoke huskily, each word heavy.
She gasped when his hands traveled to her breasts, cupping them in his hands. His mouth landed on hers, devouring her with such intense hunger. And she obliged, responding to his kisses with more need and want.
He was a predator. And she was his willing prey.She loved the way he touched her.
Elijah’s mouth curled into a smile against her lips, delighted with her response.
“I’m taking everything that belongs to me,” he spoke, freeing her breasts from her top, kneading them before licking and sucking her nipples.
She whimpered in pleasure as he teased her.
He was driving her mad. And she wanted to settle things between them once and for all.
“Take me,” she murmured in between heavy breaths. “I’m yours.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
Running his hand along her bare leg, Elijah couldn't help but grunt at the feel of her satin skin against his cool palm. He pulled her shorts down as his fingers slowly crept between her thighs.
He was finally ready to take her – and her virginity.
Meredith was the only woman who had given him the most agonizing rock-hard erection in his entire existence. And he swore nothing and no one could stop him now. This time, he would definitely take what was rightfully his.
She belonged to him.
She was his.
He grinned as he stroked her tense thigh, willing her to relax under his touch.
Since the night at the party, Meredith had been stuck in his head whether he liked it or not. She was sexy. She was naughty. And he knew she wanted great sex for her first time.
Eli had always been a predator and whenever he wanted a woman, he claimed her. If not for the election, he would have already had her.
When he'd learned she was still a virgin, he'd really messed things up between them. He'd been scared – and confused of the feelings he had for her. He didn't know what to do with her. Part of him had felt like maybe she was too precious for him to touch.
Hell, he'd never feared touching a woman before. But Meredith was different…
Then he became obsessed with being her first.
And tonight, he was willing to risk everything to have her.
He’d help her find her limits. He’d teach her to trust.
To trust him.
Eli lifted her thick blonde hair and pressed his lips against her skin, flicking his tongue along her flesh. He smiled when he felt her nails dig into his back. And he loved the traces of salty sweat, and the hint of her rose-scented soap.
Delicious, he thought.
“Mmmm…” she moaned sexily, making him smile. It sounded like an angel's voice in his ears. She was so fucking horny for him.
Meredith started rocking back and forth slowly and seductively. He wanted to take it slow – to take their time. But she was making it harder for him – and his cock.
He cursed under his breath.
When he slid his hand around her upper thigh and cradled her ass, his brows lifted in surprise when his fingers encountered nothing but her soft skin. His cock jerked up against the zipper of his jeans. He'd been so focused on her breasts, he hadn't noticed she wasn't wearing underwear, until now.
“You’re not wearing underwear,” he commented huskily.
A very specific thought occurred to him.
“What were you doing before I came?” he asked with a grin, thinking about how naughty she could be. When her face flushed, he assumed he'd been right.
“I– I… I was just…” she trailed off as she looked away, directing her attention to the floor.
“You were what?” he teased, finally touching her wet folds.
He was right.
She was horny.
And he was willing to bet she'd been touching herself before he'd arrived .
“I–“
“It’s okay, babe. No need to explain,” he said laughing, licking his fingers that had touched her pussy, tasting her juices – tasting her.
Placing his hand back on her ass, she parted her legs slightly. Eli took it as an invitation. He trailed his fingers back up. He stroked his fingers along her hot, wet cunt.
He grinned when she gasped.
He then bent over and nibbled on her neck again. And she whimpered while tilting her head so that her hair spilled over him.
He closed his eyes, savoring what was hearing. He loved hearing her moans.
“You’re so wet,” he whispered, pressing two fingers against her clit.
Meredith moaned, biting her lower lip. And he continued circling his fingers over her in a lazy way that made her eyes grow wider.
Eli swore that he’d take things slowly to make sure Meredith would never forget about this night. He wanted her to have the best orgasm of her life. Pleasuring her was his number one priority.
“That feels so good,” she spoke in between sighs, bracing herself as her head arched back in pleasure.
Elijah felt his cock throb inside his jeans as he watched her breasts heave with her every movement.
“Touch me,” he invited, keeping his voice low and seductive.
Like an obedient child, Meredith ran her hand up his leg. She pressed her open palm against the bulge in his pants.
He moaned.
They'd almost had sex in his room before. But Eli swore that this time was on another level. It was like they were both completely certain of what they wanted – to satisfy each other’s needs.
Eli’s hips bucked when her hands slid along the zipper of his pants, following the line of his throbbing cock.
His head felt light as his cock grew bigger and harder in her hand.
“God, you’re so big,” she said, her eyes widening as her hand coasted over his rigid shaft.
He groaned at her touch.He parted the lips of her pussy with his fingers. He dipped into her wet hole, curling his fingers against the sensitive bundle of nerves along her front wall for a split second before pulling out. He inhaled her scent, loving the way she smelled.
Her blue eyes glazed over with desire as she continued squeezing his cock through his jeans.
With a smirk on his face, he plunged his finger into her pussy. Her creamy walls clamped around his finger, and his thumb rubbed the tip of her clit.
“Oh, god!” she moaned against his ears.
He kissed her soft and slightly parted mouth. He shifted his hand to fill her tight pussy with two fingers, stroking her ass while teasing her clit.
“Fuck! Fuck!”
His cock throbbed as she sank her teeth into his shoulder.
Gritting his teeth, he scooped her small figure into his arms and led them to her empty bed. He couldn't draw this out any longer. He thought he'd be able to take things slow, but that was proving impossible.
He wanted her so fucking bad.
And he was more than ready to fuck her.
Meredith looked him in the eyes with such intense need.
After stripping her down, he took a moment to admire her beautiful body, which only made him grow harder.
Without breaking eye contact, he stood in front of her, taking off his clothes piece by piece. He wanted her to see him clearly. He wanted her to remember that he was the man who took her virginity. He wanted all of this seared indelibly into her soul.
He wanted her to remember him as the man who had given her the wildest sex of her life.
Fully undressed, they stared at each other. And when she smiled shyly, he pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her waist. He planted a deep and ravenous kiss on her mouth.
Her hands traced down his spine then
back up, exploring his lean and strong shoulders. And she shuddered when he sucked on her hardened nipples, gasping as he continued groping her breasts.
Slowly, he laid her against the sheets. Then, he parted her legs as his eyes continued to roam over her body. When she licked her lips with her tongue, he grumbled, leaving a trail of kisses on her temple, brows, eyes, nose, and cheeks. His mouth traveled to her neck then to her shoulders, leaving not a spot untouched.
He stopped at the crook of her neck and nibbled on her sensitive skin.
Meredith touched his chest, tracing the trail of the tiny hairs that led down his abdomen. She reached for his hardened cock but halted when he started biting her nipples softly.
She moaned in ecstatic pleasure, her voice echoing in the corners of her room.
Pleased with her response, he showered her belly with tiny kisses. His hands continued cupping, kneading and groping her breasts. He smirked while she arched her body and her legs wrapped around his waist.
“You’re so beautiful, Meredith!” he exclaimed, stimulated by her sexy moans.
He spread her legs apart impatiently, then placed his head between her legs.
“Oooohhhh! God!” she moaned as he took a quick taste of her pussy.
“I know you’re going to like this,” he mumbled against her clit, not wasting a single drop of her juices.
Eli felt her fingers running through his hair, tugging at his head. And to his surprise, Meredith pulled him closer to her opening, letting his tongue enter her deeper.
Inserting two fingers inside her, she made a squeaking sound. He pumped in and out of her just enough to get her ready for him. He made sure that he didn’t go too deep.
Her virginity was for his cock.
“Oh… Ohhh… Shit!” she cursed as she shuddered when her walls contracted around his fingers as his tongue continued probing her clit.
Meredith buried her nails in his back as she gritted her teeth. But he stopped fingering her when she arched her back. She was about to cum again.
But he wasn't going to let her.
This time, they’d cum together.
Pinning her down, he seared her mouth, his tongue sweeping inside her slightly parted lips. His cock ached to be inside her.
Eli positioned himself in between Meredith’s legs, lining his cock up at the entrance to her needy pussy. He looked at her widened eyes.
“I’ll be gentle, I promise,” he murmured under his breath, reassuring her.
She nodded her head in response.
Slowly, he inserted the head of his shaft and she gasped in pain. Tears pooled at the corners of her eyes as her nails dug in his back. She was in pain, and it broke his heart seeing her that way.
“Just tell me to stop if you want me to stop,” he said softly.
“No, just go on. I can handle it,” she answered firmly.
With that, he filled her with his length in one thrust, searing her mouth with a kiss so that he could keep her mind busy.
He had taken her virginity.
He was her first.
Eli pulled away from the kiss to let them catch their breath, and he watched Meredith grit her teeth. She was still in pain.
“Are you okay?” he asked worriedly, pushing away the strands of hair from her sweaty face. “Pain is only temporary, babe. Pleasure will take over.”
As much as he wanted to feel her tight walls around him again, he wanted to make sure she was okay.
“You can move,” she uttered breathily with a faint smile on her lips.
With that, Eli started sliding in and out of her. He wrapped his arms around her to make her feel more secure. His pace was slow at first, and when Meredith’s whimpers were replaced with moans of pleasure, he increased his speed.
“Ohh… Yeah…” she wailed.
“You like that?” he asked.
“That feels so fucking good, Elijah!” she screamed, arching her back.
Feeling motivated, he pounded deeper and harder. He rocked his body, rotating his hips, breathing heavily and grunted at how good she was making him feel. And he could tell that she, too, was enjoying the way he fucked her.
“Oh, fuck me Elijah!” she begged.
Eli moved in and out of her in demanding strokes as he could feel his orgasm nearing. Meredith’s moans and whimpers were driving him insane. It was like a little pill that brought him to heaven.
He devoured her mouth once more when he felt her walls quiver around him.
She was cumming.
Meredith’s legs locked around his waist for support as her back left the sheets, arching her body to meet the strokes of his cock inside her.
“Virgin no more,” he muttered with a smirk. “And now, you’re mine.”
“I’m yours, Elijah,” she responded, pulling his head down for a kiss as he slammed into her with one last thrust, releasing his load while she came violently.
They shared one more passionate kiss before he collapsed on top of her as they struggled to get their breath back. Looking at her eyes, he pushed the strands of her blonde hair behind her ears and kissed her temple.
He was happy.
No, happy was an understatement.
He felt complete – and fulfilled.
Eli nibbled on Meredith’s shoulder as they shared the comfort of silence for a few minutes.
“That was hot,” she murmured, stroking his spine, which made his cock twitch.
“It was,” he agreed, nibbling her earlobe once more.
“And you’re hard again.”
She giggled.
“Yeah, you have to take responsibility.”
“It’s not my fault if you have a perverted mind,” she commented.
“I'm not alone here,” he retorted with a smirk. “Who was touching herself?”
She blushed.
“I wasn’t.”
“You were going to. If I hadn't knocked,” he pointed out.When she pouted, he knew he was right.
“Oh, shut up!” she grunted, wrapping her fingers around his cock without warning.
Elijah cursed as he groaned in pleasure with his eyes closed. He was all the more surprised when he saw her licking the tip of his cock when he opened his eyes.
“That’s cheating,” he grunted, gritting his teeth. He leaned back as his head felt overwhelmed with the sensations coming from her lips.
Damn! His dreams were finally turning into reality, and it was a million times better!
“I’m taking what’s mine,” she responded, her tongue traveling along the length of his shaft.
Eli hadn't been expecting that. But he wanted to just enjoy the moment. He was in her room, and he was hers for the taking. He'd let her do anything she wanted with him.
Nobody had to know about what happened tonight.
Tonight, they were no longer strangers to each other.
Tonight, she was his.
And he was hers.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Staring blankly at the ceiling, Meredith was sleeping soundly in Eli's arms. She looked so peaceful like this – and tired after all the wild sex they'd had. He didn't think he'd ever been so content after fucking a woman in his entire life, until now.
He'd been surprised at how insatiable she'd been.
It was her first time, after all.
But she'd been more active and daring during rounds two and three. They'd came together three times in just under five hours.
He sighed, wondering what would happen next. The election prevented him from dating her openly, and his hands were tied.
Would she be able to settle for being friends with benefits for now?
He didn’t have a chance, did he?
Is this what you want? he asked himself, tilting his head to look at Meredith’s beautiful face.
But Eli knew more than anyone that he didn’t want her to just be a fling, or to only be friends with benefits. He wanted more than sex from her.
He wanted her, it was as simple as that.
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bsp; He wanted her as a person.
As a woman.
His attention was caught by the loud ringing of his phone, making him jump off the bed, not wanting to disturb Meredith’s sleep. Who was calling him at three in the morning?
Frowning, he picked up his phone to check the caller ID. He broke out into a cold sweat when he saw the name on the display.
It was Vincent Johnson, an old friend from his time in the military. They'd been friends since high school though, and enlisted together after 9/11.
They hadn't been in contact for a long time.
And based on Vincent’s attitude, he wouldn’t call if it wasn’t important – or urgent.Eli locked himself in the bathroom and answered the call as quietly as he could. He knew it would be classified information, too.
“Vincent, what made you call?” he asked the moment he answered.
“Damn, Elijah! You should have picked up sooner,” the man hissed over the line.
He grimaced.
“What’s the matter?” he asked, feeling worried. Something told him this wasn't about good news. Vincent never gave him good news.
“Ryan, your brother –“
“What happened to my brother?” he cut him off.
“Nothing happened,” Vincent answered. “Yet.”
“What do you mean?”
“His SEAL unit is due to be deployed on a dangerous mission,” his friend informed.
Feeling like a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, Eli froze. Had he heard him right?
“What mission?” he questioned.
“I’m sorry, bro. It’s classified,” Vince replied apologetically, followed by a heavy sigh.
He closed his eyes, trying to think. Classified meant the expected survival rate for the mission would be less than forty percent, and that was probably generous. His younger brother could not go on that mission.
He couldn’t let that happen – not to his family.
“Can you do something about it?” he asked hopefully.
He knew Vincent would try his best to help. They'd been buddies for a long time. And Eli had saved his life on more than one occasion back when he was still active duty.
“I’ll see what I can do,” Vincent replied hesitantly. “But I’m only doing this because I owe my life to you.”