“You’re turned on, so you tell me.”
“Don’t act so impulsively…” She said glaring at him. Her eyes fell to his neck, spotting the red scratches from earlier and her anger decreased. She got off the bed. “What happened to your…?” She trailed off realising it must have been her. She looked away, it was not the first time she had hurt someone and they had not healed.
“Guess you like to leave a lasting mark.” He said, even his lip wasn’t healing. She looked into his eyes wondering if he thought she was a freak too. But she did not care, she was not about to change for anyone.
“Your lip won’t heal… I would say sorry but you deserved it.” She said bending down to examine it. Her soft green orbs meeting his deep blue one’s.
“Maybe I did… but you could at least give me a kiss to make up for it?” He said seductively, his hands going to her hips and he tugged her into his lap. Once again, she found herself straddling him. A soft sigh escaping her lips feeling his dick pressing against her core.
“One kiss and then bed.” She said firmly, using all her willpower to not start grinding on him.
“Make it a good one.” He murmured, his hands slipping under her top stroking her hips. She looked into his eyes, her heart hammering. Leaning towards him her lips met his softly, a strange emotion ran through Elijah as he closed his eyes kissing her back. Something about these soft kisses they shared confused him, yet he enjoyed them…
Their lips moved in sync as if performing a sensual dance, neither fought for control, both simply enjoying the soft touch of the other. Scarlett sighed softly moving back, the honeyed taste of his mouth lingering, the feel of his plush lips still tingled on hers. Her heart was pounding, she got off his lap slowly. Elijah let her, his eyes holding hers, his head feeling a little light. The effect she had on him was mind-blowing…
“Good enough?” She asked, trying to lighten the odd mood that had settled.
“You can say that.” He said, her gaze flickered to the obvious tent formed in his towel. Blushing lightly she turned her back to him, gathering up the rubbish. Elijah simply leaned back on his hands, his eyes fixed on her ass. Oh, he couldn't wait to fuck her… and something told him, that day was going to be soon…
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Once she was done she went to brush her teeth, relieved to see he had put some pants on when she had returned. Getting into bed she switched the lights off, staring at the ceiling very aware of how close he was on the other bed.
“Are you ready, to see him tomorrow?” He asked after a moment. Her heart thudded, remembering the traumatic experiences at her father’s hand. A shudder ran through her body, glad Elijah could not see her from under her blanket. She could see his body outlined from where he lay on top of his sheets, her eyes dipping to the front of his pants. Feeling herself throb she looked away thinking she was worse than he was. Sighing she pondered on what he just asked her.
“I don’t think I’ll ever be ready… but I got this, I'm not a child he can hurt anymore.” She said quietly.
“And I’ll be right there, no ones going to touch you.” He said. She did not reply, silently appreciating his comment. Despite being strong it was good to know you have someone in your corner…
She fell asleep first, although it was a restless slumber, tossing and turning, memories of long ago plaguing her dreams. Elijah turned to look at the agitated woman a mere foot and a half away from him.
He himself could not sleep, not with her scent invading his senses. He propped himself up on his elbow, watching her. Her hair fell in front of her face, a frown creasing her brow as she stirred in her sleep, he leaned over brushing her hair out of her face.
His gaze falling to those plump lips of hers. She really was gorgeous, even without a speck of make-up. She was a natural beauty and he did not only mean her face... His gaze fell to her mounds, the clingy fabric of her top shaping them perfectly.
“Fuck…” He muttered, getting off the bed. He pushed his towards hers, closing the small gap between them. A smirk played on his lips when he got back on the bed and slowly tugged her onto his side, she stirred and he simply stroked her hair until she relaxed once again. Pulling her against his chest he kissed the top of her head, inhaling her light floral scent. Hoping she would at least sleep better in his arms.
Satisfied when she snuggled against him, feeling the painful hard-on he had just about got rid of, sprang back into action. This was getting fucking embarrassing… he thought. He might need to switch to baggy track pants and oversized hoodies… Resting his head on top of hers, he tried not to focus on the way her delicious curves were pressed against him and instead on the sweet scent of her freshly shampooed hair.
He never slept with women he fucked, unless he was completely drunk. Preferring to kick them out or leave himself right after he had got what he wanted. But with Scarlett it was different. With these thoughts swimming in his head, he fell asleep soon after…
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