Page 71 of Tainted Love
Reaching up with steady hands, I loosen his tie and slip it over his head. My teeth sink into my bottom lip as I undo the buttons on the shirt, one by one, revealing his smooth, muscular skin. As I push his shirt off his broad shoulders, I lean in and run my tongue over his pecs.
Elias groans, and it’s a low grumble of a sound that causes a tightening sensation in my stomach. He fumbles with his belt, causing his pants to drop and he quickly kicks them away, leaving him clad in black boxer briefs. His hands cup my arse. I squeak, then wrap my legs around his waist as he lifts me and carries me to his bed.
Elias lays me down gently against his pillows, and his muscular body covers mine. Resting on his elbows, he brushes my hair back off my face and claims my lips with a possessive kiss that leaves me breathless, mindless and completely off-balance. The powerful strokes of his tongue are fast and dominant, and a feeble whimper is my only response as I freely hand the reins over to him. I allow him to devour me: heart, body, mind and soul.
My fingers dig into his back as he grinds into me, the hardness of his boxer-clad bulge causing me to cry out in pleasure. Elias swallows the sound, but every nerve ending tingles with the need for more.
“Please, Eli,” I beg between kisses. “I need you inside me.”
“Are you ready for me, Duchess?” he asks as he hovers above me. My eyes lock onto his face, taking in his chiselled jaw, swollen lips and intense steel gaze. “Because I’m about to claim every inch of you and mark you as mine. Last time wasmerely a little taste of what was to come.” Elias hangs his head, and his hair flops across his forehead, blocking him from my view. “I don’t know if you’re ready for what I want to do to you.”
My stomach tightens and my pussy throbs in anticipation. “Take me,” I pant, my chest heaving. Brushing his hair back off his face, I cup his cheeks and kiss him—slow and sweet— savouring his heady taste. “Claim me. I want this. I want you.”
Chapter 40
Elias
“TAKE ME. CLAIM me. I want this. I want you.”
Bea’s words cause something inside me to snap. I shove my boxers down and sink inside her in one hard thrust. She cries out for the third time tonight and I know I will never tire of the responsive sounds she makes for me. I claim her mouth in a bruising kiss as I pull out and thrust back inside, deeper this time. Her legs wrap around me, and she moans into my mouth.
I never thought I’d be with someone in such an intimate way after Jas, but Bea has awoken something deep in my soul and I don’t want to lose it. She makes me feel like myself again and she keep those demons created by Madeline at bay.
Bea helps me shed the weight of the past.
She’s my rebirth, and I want to take my time and worship her body.
I rest my body weight on my left forearm, and I use my other hand to spread her legs wide enough for me to watch as I slide slowly in and out of her warm heat. It’s bliss, and I savour every clench of her tight cunt as she squeezes my cock.
“Yes, Eli. There,” she pants. “Right there.”
I thrust in and out of her slick pussy, filling her with every inch of me. My thumb circles her clit, and I love the way her eyes roll back in her head at the overwhelming stimulation.
“Eli,” she gasps my name, sending a jolt of pleasure through me which has my dick pulsing inside her.
I lean down and suck on of her taut nipples into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it before biting down—hard.
Bea screams as a gush of hot liquid squirts out of her cunt, coating my cock and balls in her juices. “Oh … shit,” Bea cries out, then covers her face with her hands, as her breasts rise and fall with every shuddering breath.
She tries to roll away, but I grip her arse and pound into her in a mad frenzy. I love the sound of my balls slapping against her skin. Her walls strangle me again and she screams out my name as her next orgasm builds—growing so suddenly, she hasn’t had time to come down from the last. A low growl escapes my lips as I come inside her, my release mixing with hers.
I pry her delicate hands from her face and rest my forehead against hers as I come down from my high while still buried deep inside her. “Never hide from me, Duchess.”
Bea groans and turns her head. “I’m so embarrassed.”
“Don’t be.” I grip her chin between my thumb and forefinger, forcing her to look at me. “It was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.”
Her cheeks heat as she whispers, “But it’s everywhere.”
“You think I care?”
“That’s never happened before.”
Something primal glows inside of me at the thought I’m the only one able to make her come so hard she squirts. “You’re mine now, Duchess. Your body is mine. Your orgasms are mine. You’re my salvation. You don’t know the hell you’vedragged me from, but I’ll spend the rest of time worshipping you because of it.”
Bea’s delicate fingers trace gently over my brow, along my cheekbone, down my jaw and across my lips before she murmurs, “Are you real?”
My lips curl up into a smirk as I rotate my hips letting her know what she does to me. “Every inch of me.”
