by Lexy Timms
He pulled her hands away and this time, she groaned in frustration. He smiled against their kisses. “My turn,” he whispered. He grabbed the hem of her shirt, lifted it off and tossed it against the wall.
Charity tried to stand still as his eyes travelled down and then back up her body. They left an invisible trail of desire inside of her.
“Wow,” he whispered in awe. “You’re beautiful.”
“You’re not so bad yourself.” She grinned when he met her gaze. She touched the ink on his arm. “I like your tattoo. I ha—”
His lips crushed against hers before she could finish. Elijah picked her up and carried her the few steps to the bed. He gently laid her down, his lips never leaving hers. His tongue found its way into her mouth and she nearly lost it when his body pressed against hers. His bare chest against hers drove her delirious. She wanted to rip his jeans off and have him inside of her. The thought alone made her groan out loud.
“Sorry.” Elijah rolled off and lay beside her. “I didn’t mean to crush you.”
“You aren’t.” She didn’t like the cool air that replaced his warm skin.
He bent his elbow and rested his head his hand. The fingers on his free hand traced down from her lips to her neck and down between her breasts. He cupped and squeezed her breast until the nipple grew hard and then let his fingers trail over to her other breast and reached inside her bra. He played and stroked her nipple until that grew hard.
Charity ran her tongue over her lips and her eyes closed. She felt Elijah’s warm breath against her neck and he whispered in her ear, “I’m going to bring you to heaven and back…”
His lips and tongue pressed against her ear lobe and down her neck. He kissed both of her breasts and ran his tongue over the lace against one of her nipples. “I want to rip this bra off you but you look too damn sexy in it.” He left a blazing trail of hot kisses down her stomach. He paused as reached the black lace of her panties. His finger traced a small part of her skin, near her right hip bone. It sent tingles deep down inside her. He tugged the band of her panties down slightly. He lifted his face away from her skin and paused. “You have my tattoo.”
Charity sat up on her elbows and glanced down. She grinned. She liked the way he sounded a little awestruck when he said it. “I tried to tell you before but your lips cut me off.” She glanced down where his finger outlined the shape of the Caduces.
Elijah glanced at his arm and down at her ink. “Even the style of the wings and the rod–”
“Of Asclepius is the same.” Charity finished for him and laughed. “I noticed yours earlier tonight in the hallway. It’s a bit freaky to have the exact same tattoo of the medical symbol but even scarier that we used the same wings and rod. I based mine on an ancient Greek design.”
“I picked mine because I liked the snake head rod.”
“Seriously?”
He chuckled. “Sort of. I saw an antique charcoal drawing and loved it. I made a copy and got the ink after I graduated med school. You?”
“After my first surgery in residence. I got lucky with a surgery most third years fight for, and I got to do it on my own.” She had been ecstatic and so in love with becoming a doctor back then.
He rested his chin lightly on her stomach, angled so he could face her. “Why did you switch careers?”
She stared down at his handsome face. His tousled hair and half naked body gave seduction a new meaning. She didn’t want to talk, she wanted him.
His eyes, with their eyebrows raised in question, changed their meaning and he gave her a sly, sexy grin.
It dawned on her then that while she’d been mesmerized by his good looks, she had started pressing her hips up against his body again and again. Apparently her body knew what it wanted more than her head did.
He pressed his soft lips against her stomach and let his tongue circle her belly button. He leaned to his left and let his body weight shift to his left knee and elbow as he brought his head back level to hers. As he spoke, his hand circled the inside of her leg. His fingers brushed the skin of her inner thighs but would not touch the one spot begging to be touched. “Too much talking?” he teased.
Charity let her head fall back against the pillow. Her sigh turned into a moan when Elijah’s hand rubbed over her panties, in the center of her heat and desire.
Saving Forever - Part 2
Chapter 2
Elijah’s lips pressed hard against hers. His tongue forced its way into her mouth and she arched her body to be closer to his. Her hands ran over his chest and found their way down his back. No man should have skin this smooth and soft. Her fingers ran into the top of his jeans. She had undone his button and zipper but then he had distracted her with his kisses and touch.
She turned her head slightly away from his mouth but that did not deter his lips. They continued their torment along her neck. “Hey,” she whispered, “Do you want to take these things off?” She tugged lightly at a belt loop.
Hot breath teased her ear and neck. “Do you want me to?”
Was he serious? “Well, it’s only kinda fair. I’m lying here in my undies.”
His head came up so he could look her in the eyes. He smiled. “I really like those panties.”
Gosh, even the way he said that was beyond sexy.
He slid towards the end of the bed and before he stood, kissed the center of her underwear. “So in the event of being complete fair…” He pulled his jeans down and kicked them off. He did a “ta-da” with his arms and let her do the same once over he’d to her in the hallway.
Charity’s gaze roamed hungrily down his bare chest, across an extremely hot pair of black Calvin Klein boxer briefs. She paused there momentarily and then glanced down at his muscular quads. He had to run distance. The guy had unbelievable muscle tone like he lifted weights but he was lean and fit. She left her eyes travel back up to Elijah’s face. She was grinning and winked when she met his gaze. “Nice undies.”
He hopped back on the bed. “Happy now?” His bare skin brushed hers and her left leg had a mind of its own and wrapped itself over his hip.
“I’m getting there.”
He laughed. “I feel like a sixteen-year-old kid when I’m around you.”
“Wow. If this is how you looked at sixteen…” She ran a finger zigzag over his chest.
He caught her hand and brought it to his mouth. He pressed each finger against his lips and gently sucked each one so they brushed against his tongue.
Charity wondered if his mouth could create a worse exquisite torture against her breast without a bra on. The thought had her panting and biting her lower lip to try to hide it.
Elijah’s eyes never left hers. He brought her hand back to rest against the side of her body and then tenderly ran his fingers down her leg that lay over him. When he reached her knee, he cupped it and lifted it off of him back against the other. His palm covered the side of her hip and as his fingers dug gently into her derriere muscle he pushed against her hip bone to force her on her back inside of her side.
His hand found its way under the lace of panties. “Look at me,” he whispered when her eyes closed in pleasure. His hand stopped its movement until she opened her eyes.
“You…are…” She lost the ability to speak when his finger slipped inside of her. Each time she closed her eyes, he begged her to open them. He didn’t speak, but would pause until she looked at him again. She could feel the rushing pleasure building inside of her and when he bent forward so he could kiss her breast, she let everything go and climaxed.
He knew exactly what he was doing, and was very good at it. Very good. Her eyes still closed, she smiled. She heard him chuckle and knew he was watching her. When her heart settled back to a semi normal rhythm, she pounced. She pushed his shoulders back and straddled his hips, forcing him onto his back.
His look of surprised switched to a confident grin as he tucked his hands behind his head. “You enjoyed that then, did you?”
“Very much, thank you.�
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“You’re welcome.”
Under her hips, she could feel his hardness beneath her. As much as she really wanted to know what it felt like to have him inside of her – and she really wanted to know – they had somehow come to an unspoken agreement that there would be no sex tonight. It must have been his idea but she didn’t recall having the thought cross her mind. She had to admit she liked it, and it made her like him more.
She bent down and kissed his beautiful lips. “I believe,” she whispered between kisses as her hand trailed down his chest, “I have a favour to return.”
His eyes closed when her hand slipped inside his box briefs.
She paused her movement until he opened his eyes. She shrugged and grinned. “It’s only fair…”
An annoying radio talk show invaded Charity’s sleep. Elijah lay beside her, his arm and leg covering her. She swore under her breath when her body trembled in anticipation of what he could to do to her. They had spent the night kissing and fooling around like a couple of sixteen year olds. He was asleep now, but if she…
The clock radio beside her laughed at some stupid joke he’d just told. Charity rolled over and hit the sleep button.
Crap! Her flight left in a little over an hour and she had to pack! They’d barely fallen asleep. She suppressed a smile. It was worth it.
She slipped out of bed and quietly went to the bathroom. She showered, pulled her hair in a ponytail and threw on a bit of mascara. She’d grabbed tights and a comfortable shirt the night before and set them bathroom. She dressed and then brushed her teeth. Packing her toiletries quickly, she stuffed them in the suitcase right by the bathroom door.
Elijah turned on the light beside the bed and leaned up against the head board. The sheet barely covered his lower body. His stomach muscles flexed as he stretched and yawned. “Did I just catch you trying to sneak out of your own hotel room?”
She laughed. “Darn it! Why’d you have to wake up? You foiled my plan.”
He sniffed. “I feel so used and abused.”
She crawled across the bed and kissed his exaggerated but still sexy pouting lips. “Sorry, but I’m going to miss my flight if I don’t hurry.” She hopped off the bed and stuffed the few clothes inside the drawers in to her suitcase.
“When are you back in town?”
“Two weeks.”
“Damn, I was hoping I might have changed your mind and had you wanting to come back next weekend.”
She smiled. “I would if I could. I’ve got stuff going on in Atlanta next weekend so I can’t make it back till the following weekend.”
“Two weeks and you’re running late now? Somehow my plan to leave you all hot, bothered and wanting got ruined. You deviously turned it all around.”
“I’m very sneaky.” She zipped her suitcase and pulled the handle up. “I seriously would love to stay but I’ve got a meeting at eleven thirty. I can’t miss this flight.”
“No worries, mate.” He started to get out of bed.
Charity put her hand on his chest to stop him. The warmth of his skin tingled up her arm and her body responded instantly. “Why don’t you stay here and sleep? Check out isn’t until eleven. That’s over five hours of sleep if you want. Probably more than you get on a normal night.” Every doctor she knew worked on little to no sleep. They had to steal it when they could.
Elijah hesitated before leaning back against the pillows. “You’re right. It saves driving home and I have to be back at the hospital at noon.”
“I’ll even tuck you in.” She pulled the tousled comforter off the floor and laid it on the bed. The duvet hugged against his long, lean body as if it were trying to taunt her. “It’s tempting to crawl back in there with you.”
“There’s plenty of room. I’ll make it worth missing your flight.” He grinned mischievously.”
She groaned. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re a tease?”
“Never.”
She sat on the end of the bed and put her runners on. What should she say now? Thanks for the great time? Catchya on the next round? Everything sounded cheap or stupid. She looked on the bright side of leaving; he wanted to see her again so this wasn’t a one night stand. She checked her watch. Rrgghh! She had to get going.
Elijah came up behind and wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her hair. “Can I call you?”
She turned her head to kiss him. The kiss deepened and sent butterflies scattering everywhere inside her. She hated to pull away but had to. “Call, text, I promise to answer.”
“Fraudster. You said the same thing last week.” He groaned. “You are going to be the death of me.”
“It’s a good thing you’re a doctor then.” She kissed him one more time before regretfully heading to the door.
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