Amelia had everything- family, friends, a promising future- the sky was the limit. But just like that everything was taken from her. One moment she's planning her high school graduation party the next she's laying on a therapist's couch. It was as i...
I wanted to bury my face in his neck until my climax would overthrow me. Because now he went in to capture my breasts. Kneading them roughly in his hands he took one nipple between his fingers and pinched down.
I let out a sharp hiss. His strokes grew deeper to where his hands bit harshly into my thighs. A strangled groan rippled through the air when I twisted my hips.
"Amelia," he called out my name. My breath came out in short gasps. "Move in with me."
I took a few seconds to fully comprehend the words he just said. All I could do was stare back at him blankly. Move in with him? Was he being serious?
It was quickly becoming too difficult to focus. I could feel myself reaching my climax in just seconds. And he was choosing to speak about something so complicated at this very moment.
"Elijah this is not-" the air caught in my lungs. He swiftly rolled our bodies to where he hovered over me. The air caught in my lungs.
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"Say you will," he demanded. "Say you'll move in with me."
I was on the verge of falling over the edge. My muscles were beginning to tense up, and I was incapable of forming a legitimate sentence.
The words fumbled out of my mouth. "I . . . no. . I. . . can't."
Elijah kept his pace nice and slow. Only to torture me further.
"Yes, you can," he assured me. This wasn't just pillow talk. The look in his eyes proved he was completely serious. "Say yes."
"Not happening," I stated.
Fire flickered across his eyes. "Oh really?" His voice was strained. "I know you're close. Fuck, I can feel you closing around me like a tight glove."
A moan slipped off my lips before I could stop it. His words echoed through my head. I was close. At the rate he was moving, my pending orgasm was not far behind. What alarmed me the most was how he knew that.
"What's . . . your point?" I asked through gritted teeth.
My heart thundered in my chest when he answered in the most sardonic tone I had ever heard. "Say you'll move in with me or I'll stop."
My eyes widened. No. There was no way he was going to stop, not when the two of us were on the edge. I stayed quiet.
Elijah slowed his movements down long enough to show me he wasn't bluffing. The pressure between my thighs was already starting to disappear. No! No way was I going to lose this euphoric feeling. Immediately, both my hands gripped his shoulders.
"No!" I sunk my nails into his back in retaliation. "You can't stop," I bit out.
"Then say yes," he countered. He offered a slight thrust to show how truthful he was to his word.
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My eyes narrowed in hopes he would hear me out. "Compromise?"
He arched one brow. "I'm listening."
I offered the idea. "I'll stay with you on the weekends. No more." I heard a low growl coming from his chest. He didn't appear thrilled about this proposition. However, I gave him no other alternative. A small smile began growing on his face.
He leaned down to kiss me. "I can live with that. For now." Without another word, he hooked my leg over his shoulder, spreading me wider. Oh my.
"Hold on to something," he hissed through his teeth.
I reached out to grip anything I could manage to cling to. Elijah pulled out all the way before slamming back into me. The force of his thrusts were so harsh I couldn't keep my back from arching off the mattress. His rough hand clutched my leg, letting him go deeper than before.
My entire body was moving to the sensual rhythm he created.
"Ahh! Elijah," I cried out. "Don't stop. Please don't stop."
He continued to thrust, pistoning in and out, over and over with incredible speed. Ripples of pleasure crashed over me like the ocean waves. Soon I found myself nearing the peak once more.
Elijah let out a guttural sound upon his release. He eased himself out after the last bits of my orgasm coursed through me in powerful shocks.
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He laid on his back, still catching his breath. I was pulled into his side when both our hearts stopped pounding. My eyelids were heavy and I welcomed the long awaited sleep. He curved his arm around my waist and pulled me close to his side.
The last thing I heard before drifting off was said in a low and raspy voice. "What have you done to me?"
That's funny Doc, cause I was going to ask you the same question.
