Page 39 of Into the Light
My body shuddered at the thought. Ellie was giving me a gift. Not just herself, which was the greatest gift I could ask for, but the permission to be myself. To give in to this intense energy, this fierce need, inside me.
I growled at the thought of fucking Ellie the way I wanted to. Hard and deep and raw. Claiming her in every way. I needed her now.
I pulled her away from the wall and walked us down the hall to my room. Dropping her to the bed, I lifted her shirt up and over her head. She leaned back on her elbows and watched me kneel on the floor in front of her. She lifted her hips up as I pulled down her leggings—the same fucking leggings that tempted me for years—and dropped them on the floor. When I saw the lacy black thong she wore, I nearly busted through my zipper.
“You wear this for me?” I asked, sliding a finger underneath the fabric. Her skin was so damn soft.
She nodded. “Do you like it?”
“Yes.” I wrapped my hands around the sides of it and pulled it down. “But it belongs on the floor with the rest of your clothes.” I dropped it and stood to take off my henley. My muscles twitched as I watched Ellie watch me. I wasn’t often vain, but seeing my girl with a look of pure desire on her face as she looked at my body gave me a sense of satisfaction I’d never known existed.
Now that Ellie was naked and lying on my bed—mybed—I was ready to ravish her. But we needed to be on the same page first.
“I don’t have any condoms, angel. I had no reason to buy them before.”
She just looked at me, so I elaborated. I needed to be clear about this, so she knew I wasn’t blowing smoke up her ass.
“I meant it when I said I haven’t been with anyone in years. Not since I realized I wanted you. So tell me now and I’ll keep my jeans on and eat that pretty pussy again just the way you like it.”
“I want you, Raf, but I need you too. If you trust me, I mean. I’m good. I promise.”
She had that defiant and headstrong look on her face I knew and loved. I moved to the bed and leaned down over her, but not touching her body. Until I brought my lips down to kiss her collarbone. I slid my mouth down to the valley between her breasts, kissing every inch of skin.
“You sure, angel? You want me to fuck you raw?”
She nodded.
“Just the way I want?”
Another nod, but her eyes closed this time as my tongue flicked her nipple.
“Nice and hard?” I reached my hand down, my fingers playing a smooth rhythm on her clit. She lifted her hips up to get more pressure, more friction. It was the sweetest sight. And then she opened her eyes.
“Yes! Fuck me now.”
My spitfire.
I didn’t need to be told twice. I stood up again, and kicked off my boots, then unzipped my jeans, releasing my cock. I sighed in relief as I pumped it in my fist, once, twice.
Ellie’s wide eyes didn’t move from me. Her mouth slackened, her tongue peeking out to lick her lips as she watched me drop the jeans to the floor and step out of them. I stroked it as I stepped closer to her, almost in slow motion, as my eyes devoured her naked body splayed out for me on my bed.
“Look at you,” I said, pumping a little faster now. “You’re naked and ready for me, aren’t you?”
She nodded and slid her own fingers down to her pussy, but I held up a hand.
“Uh uh. That pussy is mine. Mine to take. And mine to please.”
“Then get over here and do it.”
Fuck. Ellie could have made me come right then, just from her words alone. I always knew she was a little hell cat, but I never expected she’d be so forward in bed. I fucking loved it.
I climbed on top of her, raising her legs up to wrap around me. Reaching down to feel her, I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning.
“Damn, angel. You’re so wet and ready for me, aren’t you?”
Her eyes were closed, mouth still slack. “Yes.”
I’ve dreamed about this moment for years. Fantasized about what I’d do to her and how it would feel. I couldn’t wait any longer.
