Page 66 of Elicit (Decadence After Dark)

“Have I ever lied to you? Have I ever done anything to make you think my word isn’t worth anything?”

“No.”

“Then don’t start doubting me now.” He holds me so tenderly that every wall I have ever erected comes crashing down and turns to rubble. I can barely breathe as I hand myself over to him, extending my complete and vulnerable trust.

“I feel so . . .strange,”I admit.

“Strange?”

“Out of place. If that makes sense?”

“I thought you would have felt free.”

“I don’t know what free feels like. I’vebelongedto someone my entire life.”

“Well, now your life belongs to you. You can do anything you want. Be anyone you want.”

I blink up at him oddly. I’ve never had the opportunity to decide things for myself. Even when I was running, the threat of being found dictated all my actions.

“What would you do if you were me?” I ask Jett earnestly.

He smiles down at me warmly and wisely. “I would live,” he says simply. Like it’s the most obvious answer.

“I have no idea how to do that.” I laugh. I actually laugh sincerely.

The strangest feeling tickles my gut.

“We’ll figure it out together.” He kisses my head and tightens his arms. I rub my hand over his tattooed chest, and the warmest sensation spreads through me. It tingles and arouses and energizes something buried deep inside.

“Can we start living right now?” My touch becomes bolder, traveling south over his ripped torso and sculpted hips.

“Abso-fucking-lutely.” He closes his mouth over mine, not squandering a moment. We don’t do anything more than kiss and touch and connect in a way I’ve never experienced. There’s no pressure to perform. No one ordering me or forcing me or controlling me. Nothing is rushed or expected.

We just take our time exploring. Investigating every curve of each other’s body, every dip and hollow. Every secret.

“I’ve never been naked with a man before,” I confess, as I trace the blue and black nautical star on his left bicep. It’s always intrigued me, although I don’t know why. Maybe because it’s the only tattoo on that arm. A loner, just like me.

“Yes, you have. You just didn’t know it.” He kisses me so passionately we fall back lip-locked onto the mattress.

“When did you get this?” I ask as I touch the four points.

“When I was lost. There was a time in my life when I needed guidance through the night.”

“Did it help?” I straddle my legs over his pelvis.

“Yes. I found my way.” He slides his tongue rapturously between my lips.

“Do you think I’ll find mine?”

“I know you will, because I’m your North Star.” He silences me with a uniting embrace as we sink together into a sea of passion. Drowning in desire, immersed in need.

After an eternity of drifting weightlessly, Jett skims his fingertips down the center of my naked body. Lifting my hips, I allow him access to the entrance he’s hell-bent on breaching.

He easily submerges two fingers in my pussy, and we both expel a blissful moan.

“Fuck, you’re so wet.” He pumps his hand lightly, curling his fingers against my front wall. Teasing that secret spot that can send me into orbit.

“That’s what happens when you kiss me.” I breathe heavily with my eyes closed while rocking against his hand.

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