Page 40 of Damaged Prince
“Had feelings for him, too?” I offer with a soft chuckle.
“Yeah,” he whispers.
“I’d be okay with that too.”
“Yeah?” he asks as if he doesn’t believe me.
“Yes, Eli. I’m okay with it. And if it’s something you want to talk more about, we can. If not, just accept my answer and please kiss me. Because I’ve been dying to get my lips on you again.”
A pained groan leaves Eli as he crashes his lips down to mine.
We kiss like we’re the air the other needs to live. Stumbling backwards, we fall onto the bed. Eli’s body blankets mine. I wrap my legs around his waist, needing him closer.
“Eli,” I moan, breaking the kiss, panting heavily when I feel his erection pressed against my heat.
“Sorry,” he murmurs.
“Don’t be.” I pull him down for another kiss, rolling us both so that I’m on top of him now.
The need for this man takes hold of me hard. I want him inside me. I want to hear his whimpers and whines of pleasure as I ride him, use him, make him cum. Fuck, I’m so damn turned on I don’t care that we just got here, or that the others are just down the hall.
“Fuck me,” I pant against his lips.
“W-what?”
“Fuck me, Eli,” I whimper, rolling my hips again and again as the heat inside me grows.
We’ve been playing this will-they, won’t-they game for far too long. I need Elijah so damn badly. I need all of them. I’m done holding back. We know what we want, what the end goal is. So why can’t we take the next step?
It’s been too damn long since I’ve had sex. Halloween was just a tease of what it can be like with these men.
“Really?” Eli groans as I pepper him with kisses.
I pause, sitting up enough to look down at him. “Of course. I want you so bad.”
“You do?” His eyes dart between mine, lips swollen from our kisses, pupils dilated with arousal.
His question stings because why would he second-guess that I wanted him?
Cupping his face, I lean down and kiss him softly. “I’m mad about you, Elijah,” I murmur against his lips before kissing him again. “I want you all the time. I dream of you being inside me. Making me cum.”
His whimper has me smiling against his lips, his hands gripping my hips, pressing me down as he rocks me against his hard, thick cock.
“I want you too.” He squeezes my ass, making me moan. “You make me crazy. Sometimes, I can’t even think when I’m around you.”
“I hope that’s a good thing,” I laugh lightly.
“A very good thing.” He bucks his hips, grinding against me. “Laney.”
“Yes, sweet boy?” I ask, grabbing the hem of my shirt and pulling it up over my head.
His eyes drop to my tits, hands tightening on my thighs when he sees I’m not wearing a bra. Leaning up, he sucks one of my hard pebbled nipples into his mouth.
My eyes flutter closed as I hold his head in place while he sucks and nips at my sensitive flesh. “I need you.”
“You have me.” I look down at him and find him watching me with this desperate look in his eyes.
He shakes his head. “I need you... to... to.”
