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He rotated his hips, and with his hands on her ass, encouraged her to move slowly against him.
“Elijah…”
“Still want to ‘get it over with’?” he growled.
“Are you mad?”
His hands on her ass squeezed. The move felt so good she reacted without thought. One of her legs slipped over his hip, and he slid forward until his thigh rested against the most private part of her. A place no one had touched before. No one but her.
She gasped loud.
“I’m fucking pissed.”
Violet tried as hard as she could to bite back the moan that wanted to escape her throat. The feel of his hard thigh on the most sensitive part of her caused all kinds of funny reactions in her stomach, to her body. Not funny ha-ha, but funny as in it all felt divine.
But before she allowed herself to succumb to the promise of pleasure, despite the situation they were in, his words caught up to her.
She reached up and grabbed the back of his neck with one hand, felt the thrill go through her as her other hand clenched around his still holding hers with the lighter.
“Elijah,” she gasped, feeling him surge against her again. Her skirt had ridden up so the only barrier between his skin meeting hers was the damp panties she had on and what felt like basketball shorts he wore.
He drew back, surged in again, and his breaths panted against her ear. “What, Violet?”
Her nails bit into his skin as another delicious swirl moved through her. She arched her back and whimpered.
“Fuck,” he said, low and guttural.
He shifted and fell between her legs, his hardness lining directly up over her clit. Stunned shock rooted her for a second, two, before she lost all coherent thought as he surged forth again.
She lifted her legs as if she’d done this a million times, wrapping them around the back of his ass so she could move with him, meet his thrusts with her own. If this was what she’d been missing, she felt cheated out of life’s pleasure. The silky material of his shorts moved smoothly along her cotton panties, touching her in places no other had. He knew exactly where to rub against her, exactly how to move his hips. It was glaringly obvious he’d done this before and had no qualms about doing it again.
With her.
She leaned up in the direction of where she heard him panting. Used her hand on the back of his neck to guide her, finding his neck with her mouth, then tasted him.
He grunted out a low growl and dropped closer so she could continue her exploration.
Between her legs, blissful tension grew, and she tightened her legs around his hips.
“Elijah,” she moaned against his neck, feeling the pressure build deep in her stomach. Her skin tingled as if she had a million different feathers brushing her.
He leaned in until his chest met hers, then a hand wrapped around her throat, held her in place as his lips brushed against the shell of her ear.
His hand disappeared from around hers, but she still held the lighter. She felt him shift. Then his hand was on the inside of her thigh, dangerously close to the gusset of her panties. He stopped moving his hips but trailed his fingers along the seam of her panties, close to where her core was. Surely, he could feel her heat. Without a doubt, she knew he touched her desire.
“You’re soaked,” he said, his lips brushing her ear.
Her face flamed despite herself. For the first time since they’d entered the box, she was grateful for the darkness.
She turned her face toward his so their cheeks kissed. He didn’t move to capture her mouth, didn’t move at all except for those fingers that continued their trek back and forth along the seam between her legs.
“What’s going on?” she whispered, feeling an edge of unease creep inside the box with them.
“I’m debating on which way to tell you how much I want to fuck you right now.”
She sucked in a breath. From what she remembered of Elijah, he’d been heartbreakingly handsome, but so, so cruel. Could she hand her virginity over to someone like that, someone who had made the first quarter of her life hell?
Despite how much she obviously wanted him now, despite how he made her body sing, could she really give herself into his care and expect him to take care with something that was wholly hers to give?
