Page 110 of Ecstasy
Eli ignores him, brushing a lock of hair from my face, his fingers lingering on my throat as he stares down at me. “I’ll lay down first. Get on top of me.”
I nod, biting my lip as I stare at his. I want his mouth on me again. I want to feel him.
He leans in close, brushing his lips over my ear, sending a chill down my spine. “And just relax, baby girl. I’ll take care of you.”
And then he pulls me toward the bed.
Lets me go.
Just as he said he would, he lays down first, his hand behind his head, propped up on the pillow. With his other hand, he strokes his cock, his eyes on me, an arrogant smile playing around his mouth, his dark green eyes locked on mine.
And I know, as I crawl toward him, Alex watching me from behind, that he’s not going to be as gentle as he just was.
That was a break from what he really wants.
A moment to reassure me.
Now, though…
Now he’ll be back to rough hands and rougher words.
But it’s Alex that speaks first, from behind me. “Hurry the fuck up.” He slaps my ass. “Get on top of him.”
Carefully, I climb over Eli, hands on either side of his head, knees beside his hips.
My tits are by his face.
He just keeps stroking himself, one hand behind his head. Still cocky. Arrogant. Back to being cold. This is what he wanted.This is probably what he wanted all along.“Spread your legs wider.”
I adjust my knees, widening my stance, my fingers digging into the soft white sheets. I know Alex is there, behind us, watching. It’s unnerving, knowing I’m exposed to him like this and he’s not touching me. He’s not close enough for me to feel him.
I feel Eli’s cock brush against me, and I suck in a breath, remembering. Knowing this isn’t the first time we’ve touched each other. But Alex thinks it is.
And I know Eli is thinking exactly that as he holds my gaze and guides himself into me. I see the smirk on his face, the heat in his eyes. The way they crinkle just a little as he watches my face flush when he lifts his hips and pushes all the way into me.
He lifts his head. “Come closer. I want those in my mouth,” he nods toward my breasts, swaying between us. I whimper, adjusting myself on him as I lean forward, my hands on the headboard behind him.
When he speaks next, his breath is on my skin. “For such a big fucking whore, you’re still so damn tight.”
He takes my nipple into his mouth, sucks hard, and then lets me go with a pop. “For now.” He shifts his hips again and I can’t hold back my moan as I bite my lip, Eli’s hands going to my ass.
He pulls me apart, looks past me as he says, “Use her while you still can.”
Alex wouldn’t know. He wouldn’t know that there’s a warning laced in those words. “While you still can”. Alex probably thinks that’s because I won’t be any good to him after this.
What he doesn’t know is Eli doesn’t care who I’ve been with. Eli doesn’t give a fuck about things like that.
It’s not just a warning to Alex.
It’s to me.
My heart flips in my chest. I wonder if this is a bad idea. I want it, but what happens after this? What happens in the morning? What happens to me? Alex?
Alex doesn’t say a word. I keep my eyes on Eli. Watch him watching Alex. See the stubble on his face. The curve of his Cupid’s bow. The dusty rose color of his lips. Those long fucking lashes.
God, I want to ride him, but he’s gripping my hips so hard, like he wants me to stay still. And then the bed shifts, and Eli looks back up at me. He runs his thumb over my hip bone, and I know what he’s feeling.
I know he knows what he’s doing. He doesn’t smirk as Alex drops to his knees behind me. He doesn’t tease me with his eyes or taunt me with cruel words. He just holds my gaze like he sees me.
