Page 59 of Make You Mine

“Yes.”

“Then come for me. Now.” Slipping a hand between us, I rub her clit, three tight circles against the throbbing bundle of nerves, and a scream tears itself from her throat. The orgasm sweeps through her small body, taking her under a veil of bliss while my name becomes a mantra on those sinful lips. “Just like that, beautiful. Bathe me.”

“Elijah.” A sigh. A whimper. Every single one brings goosebumps to my skin.

I can’t talk. I’m gone.

My cock grazes a spot inside of her then that makes her silken walls clench hard. It’s a massage—a pulsing, near-painful wave that pulls the come right from my cock. It’s sudden and harsh and motherfucking nirvana as I hold still and empty myself, filling her to the brim and then some.

All for her. Every single drop.

Rope after rope leaves me and mixes with her juices, making a heady mess. We soak the sheets, and the room smells of us; I position my body next to her tired one as the reality of what we’ve done hits.

Not that I would change a thing. My caving was inevitable.

Pulling her closer, I settle her head on my shoulder while nuzzling the crown of her head. She doesn’t move or talk, and neither do I. Instead, we just are.

It’s nice to lay with her like this. More than.

This is something I want to do for the rest of my life.One day, she’ll be my wife.

A sobering thought, but it’s not a lie. She will be.

“I’ll always keep you safe, beautiful,” I whisper low so as not to disturb her. And yet, as if she understood, her reply comes in the form of a tiny snore that brings a smile to my lips. It’s cute. It also further cements another truth: Jason will die by my hands alone.

Fuck playing by the rules.

I’m pulledfrom a deep slumber by the sound of moans. A low, keening sound is followed by the stroke of a soft hand on my hard cock. The hold is tight, and her skin is like silk. Then there’s the feel of her hair sweeping over my thighs and a hot panting breath grazing the engorged head, a come-inducing sight that pulls a few drops of pre-come from the tip.

She’s also bare: flawless skin and flushed cheeks.

I jerk in her hands, a sudden movement that causes her to gasp and flick her eyes to mine. Happy and hungry. So sexy. “Beautiful, what are you?—”

“I’m curious.” Blue orbs, heavy-lidded and aroused, look at me as her tiny pink tongue swipes over the slit.Christ.Pleasure, red hot and electrifying, travels down my body and settles on my aching balls. Sweeps down my length. It thickens between her pouty lips, settling on her tongue as she opens to take me inside.

Every cell in my body comes alive; I throb with each bob of her head. How she hums at the back of her throat, hollows her cheeks at the taste of my flesh on her tongue. Ava’s small mouth can’t take all of me, and I enjoy the obscenity—her determination to do just that. On her next downward stroke, I hit the back of her throat, and she gags, choking on me a bit as spit runs down my shaft.

Those eyes water, and I groan, fucking loving her need to please. To taste all of me.

However, when I come, it will always be inside her pussy. At least until this raging inferno of lust subsides.

Grabbing a fistful of hair, I pull her off, entranced by the single strand of saliva that connects her pouty lips to my dick. “Get up here.”

“But, I was?—”

“Now,” I hiss out, my hold tight. “I need you to ride my cock.”

Ava scrambles into position, hovering right over my length, and then pauses. “I’ve never done this before, Elijah.” There’s a hint of fear mixed with excitement in her tone. In the way, she looks deep into my eyes. “Please, teach me?”

Teach me.So trusting. So mine.

“All you need to do is what feels naturally right.”

“You are myright.” She gyrates slowly. Testing. Rubbing the bulbous tip from opening to clit. “Now, show me. Teach me how to make you feel good.”

This woman. This marvelous and crazy woman. She has no idea how wrapped around her pinky I am, how she owns me so completely that I’m losing my mind.

“Everything is right as long as you’re next to me.”

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