Page 151 of Stolen Voices

“Are you sure?”

I’ve never been surer about something in my life. “Yes. I’m clean and on the shot, so I’m safe.”

A flash of emotion that might be disappointment crosses Eli’s face. The look is gone as quickly as it came.

He shakes his head and turns his smoldering smile on me. “I’m clean. I’ve never gone without before.” He slides his cock through my slippery core.

“Me neither.” I lift my hips, notching the fat tip of his cock at my entrance.

“Fuck, princess. You don’t know what hearing that does to me, knowing I get to be your first and last.”

My last.

I didn’t think I could fall more in love with Eli, but he proves me wrong every time. My heart does a somersault in my chest, and my stomach dips.

“Fuck me, Eli. Make me yours.”

He slips an arm under my knee and pushes it to the side. His cockhead slips in an inch, spreading me around his girth. “You were mine the moment I caught you in my office. We just didn’t know it yet.”

“I love you, Elijiah.” The words fall from my lips like a prayer.

“I love you too, Calliope.”

Eli thrusts his hips forward, and my pussy welcomes the intrusion of his thick cock with a pinch of pain and a lot of throbbing pleasure. Eli was right. I was made for him. He fits perfectly inside me, filling me completely.

“Your cunt feels so good wrapped around my cock. So tight and wet. I’m never leaving this pussy.” He pulls out to the tip, only to thrust back in.

We both groan in bliss as he slowly fucks me. He swivels his hips with every upward thrust, grinding his pelvis against my clit and making my pussy spasm.

“Yes, squeeze my dick just like that. Choke it with your tight cunt. Go on, suck the cum out of me.” He growls as I clench his cock, sucking him in deeper.

His thrusts are rhythmic and steady as he pounds into me. He places my calf on his shoulder and slides his hand behind my ass to lift my hips higher, staring deep into my eyes.

The sound of our wet skin slapping is music to my ears—a sensual melody that swirls around us. The notes ascend with each delicious thrust of his hips, pushing my body and the music to its crescendo.

“I-I’m going to come. Are you?”

Eli grips my neck, placing his thumb on the ring. The possessive move is like a match strike, lighting my flame. “I’m right there with you, princess. I’ll let go if you let go.”

No need to tell me twice. I dig my fingers into Eli’s shoulders and arch my back so he hits that spot deep inside me. He picks up his pace, his thrusts growing erratic as he chases his orgasm with me.

I writhe beneath him, and with his intoxicating ocean woodsy scent surrounding me, I lose it. I fly over the edge, squeezing every muscle in my pussy, taking Eli with me. He comes deep inside me with an animalistic growl.

Eli crushes his mouth to mine in a hard kiss, swallowing my cries of pleasure. His hot cum paints my walls as he fucks me through our orgasms, his thumb still pressed into my throat in a possessively sexy move that makes my heart flutter. We are a panting mess of rubber limbs and sweat.

Like he never wants to break our connection, Eli rolls onto his back with his cock still buried inside me. Our conjoined cum drips down, pooling at the base of his dick. I dip my finger in our pleasure and bring it to my lips, tasting us.

“Fuck. Warn a guy before you do shit like that,” he grunts, his voice gritty and rumbly.

I lift my gaze to his and smirk. “Sorry, Sir. Was I not supposed to taste you?”

“Careful. You’re making me hard again.” His cock jerks inside me.

I lift my ass and glide up his shaft, coating his cock in our cum. “Holy shit, I thought it took time for you to recover.”

“Apparently, not with you.”

I notch his tip at my aching entrance. “So, what you’re saying is we can do that again?”