Page 16 of Christmas in Comets Valley
“It’s a virus,” I lied.
“A virus that you’ve been watching for…” He tapped his pointer finger on the tablet, revealing the video progress bar on the bottom of the screen. “… eight minutes and fifty-four seconds?”
I shrugged once again.
“You were getting off to this, weren’t you?” He drug his gaze up to the title of the video. ‘Getting shared by my boyfriend and his best friend.’ That’s what you like to watch… threesomes?”
Actually, no. Not at all.
Dammit, I knew I should’ve taken the time to find something better, but I was too eager to see his reaction to care. Suddenly flustered, I didn’t say a word in response. Instead, I kept my stare firm on his while trying to hide the onset of nerves that were swirling in my stomach.
“Aera, answer me.”
“Yes.” I should’ve felt bad for lying so much, but knowing I’d never see him again after this made itslightlyeasier to stomach.
“And you didn’t ask me to join you because…”
“Well, you turned me down this morning, so I assumed you weren’t interested.” I crossed my arms tightly against my chest.
“I didn’t turn you down. I said I wanted to think on it.”
“And have you? Thought about it?”
“I’m interested.” Elliot crossed the room in two giant steps, closing the gap between the two of us. “Very interested.”
We stared into each other’s eyes without saying a word, and the tension that soared between us felt as if it were tangible.My body ached for his touch, and the tight knot within my core begged for more.
“Prove it,” I challenged after a beat.
Elliot locked his gaze on mine for another long moment, and I held my breath, counting the seconds that passed. Finally, he lifted his hands to cup the sides of my face and crashed his lips against mine.
Our kisses were hasty and reckless from the start, and I lost myself in the way his demanding lips captured mine. I instinctively wrapped my hands around his back and slipped them underneath the hem of his shirt.
I heatedly glided my fingertips across his firm back muscles until the need to feel more of his bare skin on mine took over. Lifting the bottom of his shirt upward, he pulled away from my lips just long enough to grab the back collar of his shirt and tug it over his head.
He flung it onto the ground, and I instinctively trailed my hands sensuously over his hardened abs while he reclaimed my lips, and the passion in our kiss multiplied.
Desire pulsed through my veins as Elliot walked us backward through the room until the back of my knees hit the edge of the bed. He kept our lips cemented together as he lowered us down onto the mattress.
We hadn’t done anything more than kiss, and this was already twenty times better than any experience I had with Tye. Yet, there was a small prick of doubt in the back of my head that was trying to convince me that this time wouldn’t be any different from my prior experiences.
Elliot settled his hips between my thighs, and I opened my mouth, allowing more room for his tongue to explore. One of his hands began slowly trailing down my neck and over my breasts until he reached the strings that were keeping my robe together.
“Yes?” Elliot rasped, breaking our lips apart for the briefest of moments.
I hummed my approval, and he untied the knot with one hand. Moving the material to the sides, my bareness was exposed to him, and I watched as he raked his heated gaze over my willowy figure.
He dipped down to my mouth again, and I could feel the smug grin on his lips as he brushed his lips over my skin until he was placing sloppy kisses against the hollow of my neck. “I’ve been trying to figure out if you were naked under here all day.”
“Now you know.” I let out a small laugh, gripping the hair at the base of his neck.
“My only regret is not finding out sooner.” Elliot shot me a wink before dropping lower to suck one of my hard, rosy nipples between his lips. I let the wave of desire I was feeling settle into my core as I watched him knead my other breast with his palm.
My head lolled back against the pillows as he repeated the same motions on the other side. Soon after, he reached one hand down to my inner thighs and began massaging the soft, sensitive skin. Arousal rushed out of me as he inched his fingers closer and closer to my slit.
“Open up for me,” Elliot rasped, and I willingly obliged. He dipped his middle two fingers in my arousal and spread the wetness up to my clit. “You’re already soaked for me.”
“You must’ve forgotten that I was soaked before you got here.”
