Page 107 of Hate You Up Close

Once I free the dress from her body, I toss it to the floor with my discarded clothes. My mouth waters at the sight before me.

Roxanne is clinging to my body with nothing but a thin, lace thong on. My dick settles between the lips of her pussy, the scratchy fabric of her panties feeling too sensitive against my throbbing erection.

The full moon and skyscrapers shine through the window, illuminating the room in a warm glow. Shadows dance along her ivory skin, glimmers of light highlighting her flawless features.

Whoever said perfection isn't real is a liar, because I'm currently holding her in my arms. Everything about her is immaculate. I can’t believe she’s real…and she wantsme. She’s here, right now, with me.

“I need you to promise me something,” I say thickly, trailing my eyes up from her chest to her face.

Her brows pinch together in confusion.

“Okay…” she replies hesitantly.

“Before we do this,” I exhale. “Before I know what it feels like to be inside of you. Before you ruin me for all other women, promise me that no one else will have the pleasure of seeing you like this…touching you like this. Only me.”

Her eyes bounce between mine as she tries to find words because this is all so fucking confusing.

I know it’s not realistic for her to promise me that. I know I won’t be the man she marries one day and spends forever with. But for some sick reason, maybe just to torture myself, I need to hear her say it. Just for tonight, she’s mine.

“Elliot,” she shakes her head. “I can’t…That’s a big promise to make–”

I cut her off.

“Just promise me,” I demand. “Fucking lie if you have to. But tonight, when I’m deep inside your body, I need to know that you're mine. I’m not a giver, Roxanne. I’m a taker, and tonight I want to fucking take everything that you’ll give me. So promise me…Just tell me that you’re mine.”

I’m going to give up my control for you. I’m going to hand you the one thing that I don’t give to anyone. Give me one thing in return. Just tell me you’re mine.

She threads her fingers through my hair and nods, understanding exactly what I need. She always seems to understand what I need, even when my words are confusing as hell. She gets me like no one else does.

“I’m yours, Elliot,” she whispers against my lips.

The second the words leave her lips, I kiss her softly before lowering her to the bed. Her dark hair fans out against the whitecomforter, and her swollen breasts heave up and down with heavy breaths. Her creamy skin is flushed and marked, evidence that she’s my drug, and I’m the addict that can’t stay away. I can’t get enough.

Her legs fall open, silently begging me for me to touch her. I grab her parted thighs and pull her to the edge of the bed before dropping to my knees before her. I dip my head, placing sweet kisses all over her lace-covered pussy while blindly reaching for my jacket on the floor. She moans and writhes as I dig out the condoms I bought today.

Her arousal seeps through the thin fabric as I continue eating her. With my free hand, I slide her panties to the side until her wet pussy is on display. She whimpers as I suck her folds into my mouth before swirling my tongue around her swollen clit.

“Elliot,” she cries out, rocking her hips against my face.

She’s about to lose it, and so am I. Which means I need to get inside of her, right the fuck now.

“I know,” I rasp against her slit. “Hold still. I’ll take care of you, baby.”

I’ve never attempted to eat a girl out and put on a condom at the same time, but it’s not that fucking easy. I remove my mouth from her center and use my teeth to rip open the condom. Her limbs shake as she slows her hips, trying her best to be still.

Finally, I get the condom out of the foil package and roll the latex down my erection.

“Such a good girl,” I praise, rewarding her and placing a kiss to her sensitive clit.

I slide her thong down her legs before standing from the floor. I fist the panties in my hand and slowly crawl onto the mattress until I’m directly over her. I place my hands on either side of her head and extend my arms to keep my weight from crushing her delicate body.

She immediately reaches for me, but I stop her by pulling back and shaking my head. She pushes out her bottom lip and looks up at me with sad, puppy dog eyes, the expression so damn cute.

“Lift your arms,” I demand with a chuckle. “Over your head.”

“But…I want to touch you,” she retorts.

“I’m about to touchyou, Rox,” I rasp. “I’m about to be inside of you. So, the faster you lift your arms, the faster my dick will be filling your tight little pussy.”