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Shocks of pleasure zapped through my body like lightning, and I grabbed onto the sides of his head, pressing my whole body up into his, needing more of every single thing he was doing. He moved to the other side, and as he worked his tongue over that breast, his hands moved across my body, caressing my waist, ribs, and hips. Then he moved up again to kiss my lips, and our chests met skin to skin for the first time.
It was perfect.
His skin was smooth and warm, and when I ran my hands over the muscles of his back, I knew my fingers were stroking over the feathers of a fallen angel.
He groaned, moving his body harder against mine, and I responded with an answering desperation, pulling him closer, grinding into him. When he finally pulled away, we were both breathing hard. He knelt above me, his hands sliding down over my stomach to rest on the button of my jeans.
“Can I?”
I nodded and watched with rapt attention as he fumbled slightly with the button before pulling my zipper down. His fingers hooked into the waistbands of my pants and panties all together, and he worked them down over my hips. I brought my legs up to help him, and we awkwardly managed to remove my shoes and then everything else.
When I was completely naked before him, he gazed down at me, looking a little flabbergasted, a little nervous, and a lot turned on.
We were both virgins.
Or at least, we had been the night we’d played truth or dare at the lake house. That’d been months ago though, and a lot could change in that amount of time.
“Are you…?” I murmured, and Elijah’s gaze flew up to meet mine.
His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, and then he nodded. “Yeah. Still. You?”
“Yeah.”
He leaned back, seeming suddenly almost afraid. “Tal, we don’t have to—”
“I want to.” I caught his wrist, pulling him back toward me.
The other shoe might drop tomorrow. But tonight, I just wanted something that wasn’t pain, or anger, or vengeance.
I wanted peace.
He hesitated, leaning over me, not pulling away or coming closer for several long moments as he gazed down at me. Then he settled his body over mine again, and I could feel him everywhere. His hands framed my face, his fingers brushing my messy hair back as our noses almost touched.
“I promise, Talia. I’ll take care of you. I will never hurt you again.” He kissed me like he was sealing a vow, and when he pulled away, the fear was gone from his face. “I’ll be right back.”
He climbed off the couch, and I stayed where I was, draped over the cushions. I got a glimpse of the dark angel on his back as he disappeared around the corner toward his bedroom, and when he returned a moment later, he had a small plastic packet in his hand. He set it on the coffee table and kicked off his shoes, then shucked his pants and boxer briefs.
His cock was hard, standing up at an angle, and a rush of arousal and nerves flooded me at the sight of it. It wasn’t like I didn’t know about sex, didn’t know what a hard-on was, but it was the first time I’d seen one so close. I reached up to touch it, running my fingers over the smooth, warm skin, and Elijah’s whole body jerked. A rough noise fell from his lips, and his breath picked up like he’d just sprinted a mile.
When I pulled my hand away, worried I’d done something wrong, he let out a shaky laugh, his chest still rising and falling fast. “That felt… good.”
He was nervous. Just like I was. And that somehow eased some of my nerves.
I reached out again, grasping his hand this time, and tugged him back toward the couch. He knelt between my legs and reached for the condom on the table, tearing it open with his teeth before rolling it on. Then he ducked his head and pressed a kiss to the inside of my thigh. I jerked just like he had earlier, and I swore I could feel his lips tilt up in a smile.
“Does it still feel good?” he asked, moving to the other side, hovering his lips over my skin.
“Uh huh,” I gasped.
My whole body was braced in anticipation of his touch, and this time when he kissed my inner thigh, he left his lips on me as he moved slowly upward.
Then his tongue found my clit, and my back bowed off the couch. My hands lodged in his hair, and my hips moved of their own volition, the muscles of my lower belly clenching rhythmically.
He licked up, down, and across before swirling the tip of his tongue in a fast pattern. My body shuddered as indescribable feelings ricocheted through me. I was building toward an orgasm, desperate for it, and when he finally lifted his head to gaze up at me, I grabbed his shoulders and pulled. He didn’t resist, crawling up my body until I felt the sheathed head of his cock nudge at my entrance.
Keeping his weight braced on his arms, he pressed inside slowly, staring at my face as if searching for any sign of pain.
But it didn’t hurt.
