Page 20 of His Little Pumpkin
Whoa.
Eldonlovesme?
It’s not just that he said it so freely. It’s the light in his eyes. The way he holds me. The way he is ready to let me go if I honestly think that’s what’s best for me.
I’m so used to the rug being pulled out from under me. But Eldon won’t do that. He wants stability.
He wants me.
His thick finger lands gently across my lips. “I do not expect you to say it back,” he whispers. “I mean, damn… I haven’t even taken you on a proper date yet.” His eyes twinkle. “But I will be taking you out soon to every single restaurant in Forest Grove. I want to introduce you to everyone. Make sure you meet some women your own age at the café or the bookstore. I want you to have a happy, full life here, pumpkin.”
“I love you too,” I whisper against his finger. “I don’t care if it’s fast. We can do everything at our own speed, right?”
His eyes are glowing. “Damn straight, baby,” he growls.
Then he kisses me, hard and deep and soulful. As if he’s trying to show me what I already know – we may be a strange couple, but we’re perfect for each other.
When he finally pulls back, Eldon’s eyes are dancing. “It’s not too late for us to go to dinner in Forest Grove right now, if you’re hungry.”
I’ve always been shy about asking for what I really want, mainly because I assume I’ll never get it. Never believe that the other person would understand where I’m coming from, or care about what I want.
But with Eldon, I have the strength to be open about anything I need.
My hand traces down the center of his chest. “I think maybe we’re both hungry for something that doesn’t come from a restaurant…”
I gasp, laughing as I’m lifted and thrown over his shoulder as Eldon marches to the bedroom. “You read my mind, pumpkin.”
This time, as soon as I’m back on my feet, I begin pulling off his clothing first.
“What do you think you’re doing, young lady?”
Wow, I love it when he growls sternly, but his eyes are twinkling with barely suppressed laughter.
“If you are going to be controlling while taking perfect care of me, I can do the same while taking care of you.” I shove his open jeans and shorts down over his hips. He’s already completely hard, his erection springing to life in front of me.
Guess he doesn’t mind a little bossiness in the bedroom.
Eldon strips completely, then flops back on the bed. “Your turn. Do I get to watch?”
What follows is the most awkward striptease in the history of the world, punctuated with frequent laughter as each item of my clothing hits the ground.
“Turn around in a circle. Slowly.” His voice is thick with lust.
I can feel myself flushing as I turn, peeking back over my shoulder with a wink. It’s as if my insides are being swirled in a tornado of heat just from the way he looks at me.
“Lift your breasts for me,” he commands.
The hungry, dark look in his eyes sends a wave of energy straight through me. I can’t believe we’re about to have sex again so soon. But this time feels different, as if we’re marking our territory. Since we have both admitted this is a real relationship, we can stop being so careful and polite.
“Like this?” I cup my breasts in my palms as I lean forward, tipping my chin up and swaying side to side. The view actually makes his cock twitch.
I inhale a long, slow breath as Eldon strokes himself once, twice, three times before holding out his hand to me. “Come here, beautiful.”
His gruff tone sends a chill through my belly, mixing with the heat already blazing there. He reaches for me as I lean in, then pulls me close.
He kisses me with his entire body, moving and sliding and snuggling together. His hands caress every curve with a care that feels almost worshipful as he kisses me passionately yet tenderly, working a finger inside to get me wet and ready for him.
I’ve never been this ready for anything in my life.
