Page 64 of Estranged Heart
“It was shorter than the other one I walked.”
“Yeah, I know. But maybe on top of all the other physical activity you took part in this weekend . . .”
I lay a hand on his shoulder. “It’s okay, Elijah. I’m fine. See?” I spin around shaking my hips a little.
He snickers, dragging me into his arms. “You certainly look it.”
“Should we see if there’s a shower nearby?” I stroke his neck.
“There is. It’s a short walk from here. I brought everything we need, including additional towels.”
“Cool. I’ll grab some clean clothes and we can go.”
“Sounds good.” We separate and grab what we need from our bags. Elijah slides his bag up his elbow and lifts me in his arms without warning.
“What are you doing?” I cling to his shoulders as he shoves me up higher.
“Preventing you from fake fainting along the way.”
My cheeks heat, my lips tilting. “Thanks for saving me the trouble.”
“Anytime, Sunshine.”
And just like that, I don’t need to worry about what happens later because right now is all that matters. This is where we are, and where I’ll stay for as long as I can.
Twenty-three
Elijah
Silas presses his slick body to mine as I slide a washcloth between his legs, rubbing over his straining cock. He suppresses a moan, leaning his head on my shoulder and water droplets slide down his long dark lashes. The very sight takes my breath away. Holding him closer to me, I pepper kisses to his wet hair and neck, running my fingers over his scar. I told myself I wouldn’t question whether the heart that beats in his chest was once Landon’s.
The thought is absurd. Something was triggered inside me after he told me when he had the surgery—the exact time Landon went missing. Then he said the donor died in an accident and I snapped, the thinning rope that had been holding me together before Silas strengthened it beginning to unravel all over again.
“I like showering with you.” Silas lifts his eyes to me.
“Oh yeah?” I nibble on his ear, pinching one of his pretty pink nubs, and his skin ripples beneath my touch.
“Mhm.” He sucks on his bottom lip and my cock twitches. He’s got me feeling like a damn teenager with this high libido. I’m growing as insatiable as him. Was he always like this? Has Stacey experienced him this way? Jealousy tugs at my chest and then I remember where he is now—with me.
“Showering with you isn’t so bad either.” Spinning him around, I back him into the wall, rocking into his hard length. His mouth fuses over mine and I line my cock up better with his, thrusting my hips. Using my hand, I hold us in place and we both move together, moaning into each other’s mouths.
We writhe against each other, kisses as sloppy and off-kilter as the rhythm of our bodies. Silas lets out a gasp, lips parting around mine, and I roll my fingers, building the perfect momentum. The friction between our skin creates wonderful sparks, striking a fire in the pit of my stomach. Spiraling out of control, my orgasm takes hold of me, leaving me feeling weightless as I coat my hand and our stomachs with white stripes.
Silas lifts his hips one more time, grinding against me as a blissful smile spreads across his face. He comes on a silent cry, lashes fluttering and skin flushed a pretty pink. “Yeah, I really like showering with you.”
I laugh, brushing my lips over his, and I drag him back under the water with me. We rinse off, unable to keep our hands off each other. He’s so damn touch starved and my body can’t ignore his requests, needing to fulfill them every time.
“Ready to go pack everything up and head back? Or am I taking you somewhere else?”
“No. I need to get my meds and a few more things from my house. If you have somewhere to be, I can always grab an Uber to my mom’s.”
My lips bunch together and I shut off the water, reaching for his hand. “No. I don’t have to be at the bookstore until tomorrow and I have someone handling things at the restaurant for me now. He’ll call if he needs anything.”
“New manager?” He snatches the towel from the bar beside us, rubbing over his backside first.
“Yeah.” I dry off too, pushing back the curtain when I see no one else is in the bathroom. “It’s taken a huge load off me having him there.” I lock the door and step in front of the mirror, pulling out my deodorant.
“That’s good. I go back to work tomorrow too. I’m going to start back full time again this week.”
