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Violet allowed Elijah to lead her across the room toward his bed, which had dark-green sheets and a heavy comforter that looked as if he had just rolled out of them. Her stomach tightened at the thought of what was to come because surely this was leading to losing her virginity. She considered whether this was the right time, the right guy, but found she didn’t want to do this with anyone else.
Elijah was right—there was a connection between them. Something undeniable, and with their history, the old friendship, the hurt along the way, losing herself to someone she had those ties with seemed right to her.
She wanted this, probably more than he did.
He drew them to a stop beside his bed, then turned, cupping the side of her jaw and bending to kiss her again. She tasted herself on him, and it sent a thrill down her spine as she rose to her tiptoes to match the kiss. He pushed deeper, his mouth and tongue caressing hers with long, wet strokes.
Between her legs, warmth and tingles grew.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and arched her body into his, feeling his cock rest at the juncture of her thighs.
He pressed his hips forward at the same time he palmed her ass with both hands.
She gasped against his mouth. Her body reacted to him in the most primitive of ways. She wanted to spread her legs, wrap them around his hips. Wanted to move against him now. Her body urged her to create friction. It begged for his touch.
He leaned back briefly and removed his tee with that quick movement guys did where they grabbed the cloth at the back of their neck and pulled. He came back to her then and lifted hers over her head. She didn’t have time to cover herself of be shocked for she was back in his arms again.
His skin against hers was different, rougher with a light covering of hair, tougher with steel bands of muscles beneath. But he felt warm and soft against her body, comforting in a strange way.
He drove one hand up her spine, arching her into him, then tangled that hand at the back of her head and deepened the kiss with a moan into her mouth.
The sound sent a dozen wings into flight within her stomach.
He leaned back, then sat on the bed as he held her hips. “Are you okay?” he asked, his breath panting, face hopeful.
Her heart softened at his question, and she smiled, then leaned down to place a peck against his mouth. “Yes.”
His hands roamed up her sides as she rose to her full height again. He grabbed the straps of her bra and tugged until the material fell to her shoulders. The cups of her bra hovered with only the band holding. All he’d have to do is release the clasp at her back and it’d completely fall away. She wanted him to do it. Her nipples ached to feel his touch.
Instead of waiting for him, she reached back and released the clasp, then let the material fall away. Before it hit the floor, she lifted one knee, then the other, and straddled him on the bed.
She’d never been naked in front of a man before. Even her doctors had all been strategically chosen as females. So she didn’t know how to react in this situation.
Elijah’s eyes darkened considerably at the sight of her bared breasts. She dipped her head and tilted his head up so she could kiss him again.
His hands tightened on her hips, then started roaming over her skin. She still wore her skirt, he, his shorts. But she felt more bared to him than any other time. Even when he had his face buried between her legs.
Just the memory of that, the pleasure that had overtaken her, caused her core to clench with need. She moaned into his mouth, wanting friction down below, too.
As if he knew what she wanted, he pulled her closer, adjusted beneath with a slight pop, then settled the bare skin of her most private place to the bare skin of his.
She cried out at the feeling, freezing up at the same time.
“God, you feel so hot and wet, Violet.”
He held her eyes and slowly guided her hips to move back and forth. She slipped against his thick, hard length easily. She held the back of his head, her arms cradling him against his shoulders, so the cocoon they were in allowed their faces to be close together.
He watched her face as if gauging for a reaction. But she couldn’t focus, could only feel as tingles spread out from her core. She wanted more, needed to relieve a pressure deep inside her, but she didn’t know what to do.
“Elijah … I need…”
“I know…”
He reached over and grabbed something, then set a square foil back between his teeth and ripped the package open. He held her gaze for a moment, then leaned back and slipped on a condom. Her eyes widened at the sight of his cock. It looked thick and angry with a bulging vein running down the length.
There was no way that thing was going to fit inside of her. He finished rolling on the protection then leaned back into her and chuckled.
“Relax, Violet.”
