Page 157 of Becoming Selfish

Even though he and I are quick with our long legs, we both end up soaked, and the rain is freezing. Eli swiftly unlocks the door and ushers me in, but it’s too late. I’m drenched and shivering.

“Well fuck,” he says as both of us laugh at our misfortune, our clothes and hair dripping rainwater onto the entryway floor.

“I’m so cold,” I tell him with chattering teeth and a happy smile.

“What’s new?”

He bends down and scoops me up as I wrap my legs around his middle and grasp onto his neck with my arms.

“Where are you taking me?” I ask as he hurries up the stairs with my body clinging to his.

“To warm you up, my cold, California girl.” He quickly presses his lips to mine.

Eli heads straight through his room and into his bathroom before setting me back on my feet. He tosses my wet bag onto the tiled floor before turning the shower to the hottest setting.

“Get naked,” he commands with dark eyes. And even though he told me to do it, he assists as his greedy hands find the waistband of my tight, wet leggings. He pulls them down my legs, and I kick them off when they reach my ankles.

Since he is helping with mine, I deem it only fair to help him get undressed as well. I tug at his damp hoodie, and when it makes its way over his head, his hat goes with it.

Eli’s hooded eyes find mine as he cups my face, but my eyes wander to his chiseled torso, watching his chest rise and fall with rapid breaths.

“I love you,” he says between heavy inhales. He closes his eyes and rests his forehead against mine, taking away any remaining nerves.

Crashing my lips against his, I dip my hand into his joggers, pushing them down and finding his cock. As I wrap my hand around him, Eli moans into my mouth, and his body jerks in my grasp. He simultaneously finds my stomach with his hands, lifting my sweatshirt up and over my head, forcing us to break off our kiss.

My body shivers, partly from the cold, but mostly from his touch as Eli’s lips connect with the delicate skin of my chest. Though, there’s nothing delicate about his mouth’s movements. He nibbles and sucks, causing that sweet sting that is sure to leave a mark. He easily unfastens my bra, letting it fall to the floor, his thumbs circling over my taut nipples.

He kisses the length of my neck, flicks my nipple with his tongue, and drags his lips down my stomach as he gets on his knees in front of me. His fingers slide into my thong at the hips, tugging it down my legs until it hits the floor.

Eli’s lips part and his breathing turns shallow as he stares at my center. I burrow my hands into his hair as his warm tongue makes contact with me.

“Fuck,” I moan, my head falling back to the bathroom wall behind me.

Eli’s skillful mouth works its magic, getting me even more soaked than I already am.

He reaches behind me into the shower, testing the temperature of the water before he stands and picks me up again, wrapping my long legs around his waist. His rock-hard erection slides against my swollen clit as he holds me up, causing me to shudder against him.

Eli walks us under the warm stream as my eyes close to keep the water out. His hot breath swirls against my neck as he presses me against the cold shower tile, the mixture of temperatures causing goosebumps to rise all over my body. His hips pin me to the wall as his lips find me with fervor, panting breaths swirling between us, and his cock sliding against me.

Eli sets me down before he turns the shower head towards us, trying to keep me warm before once again getting on his knees in front of me.

He lifts one of my legs over his broad shoulder, resting it there as he sucks and flicks my clit while one of his fingers pumps inside of me. I tug at his shaggy hair, needing to steady myself as he continues his welcome assault. My toes curl as I look down at him, needing to watch him ravish my body, my lips parting at the view.

He’s so fucking good at this, always knowing what my body needs.

The pressure builds, and Eli can sense it as his pace quickens against my center. Whenever I moan his name, it causes Eli to groan against me, sending a vibration straight through my core.

He looks up at me while his tongue glides against my clit, but quickly closes his eyes again from the water beating down on us. Pulling his finger out of me, he stands, causing me to whimper from the loss of contact, being so close to my release.

“I need to watch you come, baby.” His tone is deep and low as he leans down to my ear, his erection pressing into my stomach.

His words heat my entire body, washing away the cold from the rain. I watch as the water forms a path down his rapidly rising and falling chest, drawing my eyes all over his perfect frame.

Eli turns me around, pulling me into him as he wraps his tattooed arm around my waist, pressing my back to his chest. I can feel his erection against my lower back as we stand under the stream, the water beating down on our wanting bodies. Reaching my hand around, I grip his length, needing him to feel as good as I do right now.

He groans against me, his forehead falling to my shoulder. “Not yet,” he pants as he backs his ass away, forcing me to lose him from my grasp. “I need you to come first.”

He grabs the shower head from its bracket as he rubs his free hand against my clit, circling and teasing until he spreads my folds with his finger and thumb. Placing the shower head in my hand, he guides it to my swollen bud as the water pulses against my bundle of nerves.

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