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“Oh my god, oh my god,” I gasped, closing my eyes from the pleasure and lust surrounding our bodies in this room.
I wasn’t controlling anything. And I wasn’t controlling the way my body moved on his face to satisfy every little friction I felt. His tongue delved inside me fiercely. With each thrust of his tongue, waves of ecstasy coursed through my veins, heightening my sensitivity from the previous orgasm.
I couldn’t hold back. The scream of relief clawed at my throat, primal sounds escaped my lips without ever stopping. It was raw, intense, andconsuming
It didn’t take me long to climax again. I was unable to stop myself from getting louder and louder until his hand came up to my mouth and covered it. My arms stretched out on the headboard, and I made the fucking mistake of letting my headdrop to see what was happening below—and that’s when I lost it completely.
I felt it building, the urge to die from pleasure overwhelming me, but his hand was firm over my mouth. So desperate to contain myself, I bit down on his hand, coming on his face dramatically.
It felt like an explosion in my body, my thighs contracted while he sucked it all. I was trying to breathe normally while he lifted me to bring himself in a sitting position and I found myself on his lap again.
His mouth was leathered with what resulted from this. He looked at me proud of himself while I was literally battling to breathe again, and he just smiled, “Now come taste yourself baby, so fucking delicious.”
His lips found mine and we just kissed, it wasn’t passionate, it was soft, and sensual, it was slow and fervent. Elijah’s fingers trailed gently along my arm.
“You’re my woman.” he whispered.
“I am.” I breathed.
He kissed my neck, his voice whispering low against my skin, “My fucking property.”
“Yours.”
His gaze found mine when he lifted his head, a dark smile playing on his lips. “I love it when you talk dirty to me like this. No one fucking touches what’s mine, no fucking one, if it’s not me. Right?”
A little laugh escaped my lips, “Kiss me, you psycho.”
He leaned in, the same smile still on his lips, capturing mine in a lingering kiss.
“I’m going to kiss you all my life.”
49
ZANAE
The soft waves of the ocean woke me up, and I found myself nestled against Elijah’s chest, the rise and fall of his breathing were the perfect beginning for my day.
I kissed along the initials on his heart, and felt his erection pushing down on my stomach, I laughed softly, “Seems like you’re awake.”
“Milaya, if you don’t stop this, I’m going to turn you and fuck you so hard, until you fall back asleep.”
The door opened up before I could even respond.
Niko entered the room like he owned the place, a stranger to the concept of privacy. He looked at us, our clothes on the ground and covered his eyes before yelling, “I’m going to burn my eyes, my poor retinas! OH MY GOD! WHAT YOU TWO HAVE YOU DONE WHILE I WAS ASLEEP! Never again I’ll enter your room.”
Elijah shot him a death stare, “Get the fuck out Niko, don’t make me get up you asshole, I’m naked.”
I laughed in Elijah’s chest and covered my face. I was so embarrassed, it felt as if my cheeks were on the brink of spontaneous combustion.
Niko shook his head, his gaze flickering to me. “That’s right, cover yourself Z, aren’t you ashamed? Making me live this traumatic event? I’m going to go down and bury myself in a pillow.”
Elijah fixed him with a stern look, ready to jump out of the bed. “Three seconds, Niko. If you’re not out, I’m the one who’s going to bury you.”
With that, he left the room, still shouting his disgust, and maybe throwing up too.
I peeked out from under the covers, catching Elijah’s warm smile. My hair was a tangled mess, and I likely blushed, yet he regarded me as if I were the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.
I hid my face with my hands, muttering, “I’m gonna die.”
