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She took a bit more, covering his tip with her mouth. Eli let out a sharp hiss and his body stilled. “That’s good, baby girl,” he nodded, “just like that.”
Eli’s moans emboldened Faith and made her more aroused. She decided to take a few more inches of him. She opened her mouth wider to accommodate and locked eyes with Eli. He nodded and winked at her, licking his lips in approval.
Faith began to suck, using instruction from Eli, and finding her own rhythm. She was no expert, but she felt more experienced than other girls she knew. Her friends’ experiences were nothing to write home about, and some vowed to never do it again.
Faith, however, had a different experience. Eli was gentle and loving. He didn’t demean her, or tell her to do it in another way that would humiliate her. He gave her instruction and was a patient teacher. He’d already proven to be the best lover.
She grasped her hand around his hardened length and softly stroked him. She felt his body become still, his toes curl, and his hands fisted the sheets beneath him. Pleasure and ecstasy flickered across his face with every movement she did.
Now she understood why Eli loved going down on her. It wasn’t because of the taste or he was simply good at it. It was power. He loved being in control. He loved seeing her reaction and deciding what to do next. Faith took it as a cue to learn how to pleasure him more.
“Faye,” Eli begged, “get on top.”
She stopped her motions and crawled on top of her boyfriend. Power, she remembered, showing him who was in control. She sank onto Eli and gasped as how much he filled her. She moved slowly, watching how expressive his eyes had become and passionate his hands were on her body, guiding her to every movement.
Music softly played in the background, but their voices provided more than enough of a soundtrack. Sounds only two people in love with each other could make. Her coos were met with his sighs. Their fingers interlocked as their bodies moved as one.
She climaxed first, erupting into a loud cry, followed by him. When she collapsed on top of his body, he stroked her hair and kissed her sweaty forehead, promising her forever. “My baby girl,” he murmured, “my forever.”
“Where ever you are,” Tony began, “you are not here.”
Eli didn’t know how long he’d been daydreaming about old times with Faith. All he did know is that he wished he could go back to those times. “I wish I was somewhere else, honestly.”
As “Ether” blasted in Tony’s home gym, Eli felt something was amiss. There was no way Darren and Simone would be quiet about what happened, not after the public humiliation. The incident happened several days ago, and it was eerily quiet between the camps.
Everyone went into the respective corners and figured out the next game plan. Consulting with the other family members, Eli and his attorney, Sebastian, began hammering out a quiet settlement arrangement with Simone and Darren. They would destroy footage of the brawl in exchange for Simone’s and Darren’s silence. A nice six-figure monetary gift would be attached.
Even when everyone agreed it was a fair settlement, Eli knew it wouldn’t be enough. The look on Darren’s face told him he wasn’t finished with Eli. “Thinking about shit I shouldn’t be thinking about.”
“Let me take a gander,” Tony sat down on a bench, “Passions?”
“Dude,Passionssucked,” Eli shook his head. “It sucked harder than Mia Khalifa and that’s a lot of sucking.”
“Man, fuck you, all right?” Tony became defensive. “I never give you shit about Victor Newman!”
“Yo, Victor Newman is the G.O.A.T.!” Eli referred to his favorite soap,The Young and the Restless.
“Whatever, dude.” Tony brushed him off. “What’s going on in that head of yours?”
Eli shook his head. “That asshole is up to something. I just know he is.” He wished he could say he already knew what Simone and Darren were up to, but he was stumped. All he did know, they weren’t going to go away without a fight.
In the meanwhile, Eli arranged to get the shop fixed. A few calls, favors owed, and discounts on florals later, the shop would be up and running within a couple of days. A cleanup crew was going to head there tomorrow.
Faith’s employees were alerted about the shop being closed with promises of more details to come in the upcoming days. One crisis was averted.
Now there was the other he had to deal with – Simone and Darren. “I just wish I knew what.”
“Well, after what Faye did to Moni, I would be plotting everything damn thing against you as well.” Tony chuckled. “Kris told me Faye put the paws on Moni.”
“It’s not just that,” Eli dismissed the violence, “they’re up to something huge. They won’t live this down.”
Simone’s teeth were going to be fixed and there might be some type of arrangement between the parties to ensure this type of event would never transpire again. STFU money was going to be exchanged in return Faith and Simone would probably stay away from each other.
That wasn’t an issue. If anything, Eli preferred it that way. His stomach clenched with anger when he thought about the other party – one Darren Matthews.
Every time he saw Darren’s face, he just wanted to sock the smirk clean right off Malibu Ken. He took pride in the fact Faith would always compare the two men in everything, especially the bedroom. He loved the fact he would play stepfather to Elena.
Eli would never win a Super Bowl. He would never be lauded as one of the greatest ever quarterbacks. He would not be mentioned in the same breath as Dan Marino, Joe Montana, and Troy Aikman.
