Page 47 of Elijah's Hope
I felt her body tense. “I’m clean, if that’s what you’re wondering. I got tested…recently.”
“I’m not worried about that. I’m clean, too. The boss makes us get tested quarterly because…well, because.” I wasn’t about to tell her it was because of our random hook-up trips to Anchorage when we needed to get some pussy. “I’m worried about pre-cum and babies.”
“The odds of something like that—”
“I know, I’m just putting it out there. I wasn’t…careful. I apologize for that. It’s not like me to lose my head, but that’s what I keep doing around you.”
I glanced down at her. Her face was tilted toward me. “You know you’re the sweetest thing when you say things like that. Like little, ole me has any power over big, bad you.”
She had no idea how much power she had over me.
I watched as she nibbled on her bottom lip. “I don’t suppose there is a place to get a day-after pill in Hope’s Point?”
“There isn’t. We’re lucky if we find a bottle of aspirin at Gert’s.”
“We’ll just have to see then, I guess. I don’t want ruin the rest of our time left worrying about something that has less than a one percent chance of happening. Okay?”
No, it wasn’t okay. Because she was still talking about what was left of our time and I had already decided that I wasn’t ready to end this. Not ready to watch her get on a plane alone and fly out of here.
“Okay. Now let me up so I can take care of the condom. You want my shirt to sleep in?”
“Yes, please.”
I dumped the condom, snagged my shirt on the way back to the bed and watched her tuck herself into it. I liked the way she always brought it to her nose to sniff.
Right then I decided I didn’t care if it was less than a one percent chance. Now that I knew there was the potential she might be pregnant, she wasn’t going anywhere. My dad did the deed and left my mother with a kid and a shit life as a stripper without taking any consequences.
That was not happening to any child of mine.
Damn. If that didn’t send a shiver through me. Not the thought of a kid, but that I was already thinking about how I would protect him.
I got in bed and she wrapped herself around me again. I started to drift off, but something niggled at the back of my mind. Something she’d said. About being tested.Recently. Crazy, when she gave the impression she didn’t have sex very often.
I would ask her about it tomorrow. Then I didn’t think at all other than how fucking blissfully content I was. More so than I had ever been in my life.
* * *
The next morning
Shelby
“Oh Jesus, Mary and Joseph. Oh my goodness. My goodness, goodness, goodness.”
I had never let anyone do this to me. I always thought it crazy that a man would want to go down there and…well, get to know me up close and personal. I figured it was something they did because they thought they had to in order to continue to get blow jobs.
But blow jobs were easy. I mean, the penis was out there, hard and ready for you. You didn’t have to go digging for it with your tongue or anything. But Eli had been determined and I was coming to realize there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for him. Even if it meant lying on my back while he settled in between my legs so he could devour me.
Now I understood. The way his tongue felt down there, licking then stabbing. Then he was doing something right on my clitoris so that I thought my head was going to explode.
Sex had never been like this for me. Where, sometimes, I didn’t have to do any of the work. I just put myself in Eli’s hand, or his mouth as was the case right now, and let him have his way with me.
It was, in a word,delicious.
“Eli!” I screamed. Because the teasing was too much. I needed more pressure, more force. He thought he’d been too rough with me last night, but that’s what I needed. The pounding and the force of him. It was like being hit by a powerful wave and all you could do was let your body roll with it.
When that happened, I couldn’t think and when I couldn’t think is usually when I came.
Now I was thinking. I was thinking too much. I was thinking how long could I take this. Then I wondered if he was hard again because then maybe he would be tempted to go back to the fucking instead of the licking and the sucking.
