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“Then burn me.”
He loved it when she challenged him. This time, they wouldn’t be interrupted; he would show this woman ecstasy when all she knew was pain. The giggle that escaped her when he pushed her back onto the mattress nearly ruined him.
He settled between her legs, thrusting his hips forward roughly, and she met him with eager movements.
“You’ve no idea how much I’ve been aching for you,” she rasped.
He unbuttoned her trousers. “Not for much longer. Lift your hips for me.”
Autumn happily obliged, and he pulled her trousers and her underwear down the perfect curves of her legs. One of his hands slipped to the back of her neck. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are when you smile?” he murmured, kissing her cheeks as she blushed. He deepened the kiss. She moaned, giving him better access to her mouth.
He traced kisses over her neck and her breasts until she shivered beneath him. She sucked in a breath when his tongue traced the inner curve of her thigh, then lay back, closing her eyes. Elijah smiled against her skin, tracing his name with his tongue on her inner thigh. She was his—she just didn’t know it yet. He teased her until she gripped the back of his head, her hands in his hair telling him exactly what she needed. She pushed her hips forward, trying to tempt him, as if he needed any encouragement.
He licked and sucked until she was wet and panting. He needed to make sure she was ready for him, and as she writhed beneath his lips, he couldn’t wait any longer. She pulled at his shoulders until he made quick work of his trousers and settled over her. He fisted the sheets as she grasped him. If she kept touching him like that, he didn’t think he would last another minute. He thrust her hands over her head, pinning her wrists with one hand so he could torture her with the other.
“I need…” she pleaded, rolling her hips against him. Her eyes were hazy, lost in the sensation of his body against hers.
“Need what?” he asked, tasting her tongue as she rolled her hips, trying to entice him again. He wanted to hear it.
“You,” she said.
Desire coursed through his veins, the blood rushing between his legs almost painful.
“You’ll never get rid of me now,” he said, his hips holding her hostage against the bed as she tried to bring a satisfying end to what he wished to draw out forever.
Her nails dug into his hips. “Elijah, move, please…” She wrapped her legs around his waist, which nearly drove him over the edge. He rewarded her by trailing his fingers between her legs, smiling at her shyness as she tried to move away. After a moment, she rocked her hips against his hands instead, her knees widening, welcoming him.
“Is this okay? I don’t want to hurt you,” he groaned, trying to remain in control.
She smiled up at him. “I’m perfect.”
Her body shook with pleasure beneath him, and hearing her call out his name was all he needed to lose his grasp on reality, sure that she was ready for him. First, he reached into the drawer beside the couch and pulled out a condom. Autumn’s eyes widened; they’d both been so lost in the moment, they’d almost forgotten. Once it was secure, she pulled him towards her with a cheeky grin.
Elijah tucked a hand under her thigh, opening her up to him. Autumn tilted her hips while he filled her. She gasped, reaching her limit and tightening around him.
“God, Autumn, you fit me so perfectly, like you were made for me.” He groaned, kissing a path from her neck to her mouth.
Her breath hitched, and her nails clawed down his back as he rocked into her. Her hips twitched, rolling beneath him as she moaned his name hoarsely. He desperately wanted to take it slow, to savour every moment, but desire won out. Their movements became more frantic, both lost to pleasure. Autumn gripped his hips as she pleaded with him not to stop. The sensation was almost too much; he knew what they both needed. His lips engulfed her pleas as he slipped his hand between them, and her gasp against his lips nearly undid him as his thumb circled her clit. She arched into his touch, spasming around him. A low groan escaped him when he finally released all that was pent up inside him. Pinning her to the bed, he gently circled his hips, drawing out the moment of sheer bliss between them.
“I have no words,” Autumn panted as he rested his forehead against hers for a moment before rolling off her so he wouldn’t crush her. The sound of their heavy breathing filled the silence.
“That’s a first,” he teased, placing gentle kisses on her forehead and temples before cradling her to his chest. He ran his fingers through her hair, listening to her breathing soften.
“How about we just stay here forever?” she asked, snuggling closer.
He didn’t think he would ever get used to the effect her touch had on him. “I think that can be arranged.”
He kissed the top of her head. Both too exhausted to talk, to think, they fell asleep, happy to be lost in each other.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Elijah
AFTER A BLISSFUL weekend with Autumn, Elijah woke up in the early hours to find himself alone in her bed, which he much preferred to his own. He didn’t need to wonder where she had escaped to for long because the sound of music drifted up the stairs.
At the piano, he found her wearing his shirt with her hair loose over her shoulders, clearly too lost in her playing to notice him. He leaned against the doorframe, admiring how beautiful and peaceful she was. How had he got so lucky?
“Are you going to stand there and stare?” she asked as she finished the piece, turning to look at him.
