All I Need is You (The Alexanders 4)

“Because you wanted to please me.” His gaze held hers. “That pleases me most of all.”

ELI PULLED HER hands down and massaged her arms. He’d been shocked that she’d kept her hands in place. Even more so that she’d looked so aroused by the notion of being held captive, even if the bonds were mental.

And the way she looked… His whole body tightened as he remembered her captive beneath him with her eyes closed and her mouth partially open. She’d panted and whimpered, every one of her little sounds making him even hotter. It was such a high, watching the moment she realized her body was no longer her own and that her cells and nerves responded to his will alone. It was everything he’d ever dreamed love could be.

He loved her.

It was a terrifying moment and also one of the happiest of his life. He adored her, and she actually seemed to feel the same way about him. Never before had he wished he knew poetry or wished he’d paid closer attention when they’d been forced to read that sappy Shakespeare stuff back in school.

But he wanted the words to express his feelings. Needed to tell her all the ways she was perfect. If he could, he’d wrap her in verses and odes to her loveliness. Crown her with sonnets of her beauty. But in the end, he wasn’t a poet or even a romantic.

He was just a guy in love with a girl.

“I have a surprise for you.” He moved off her, allowing her room to stretch out.

“You do? You didn’t have to get me anything.”

“I know. I wanted to. It’ll be here tomorrow.” For a moment, Eli wished he’d gotten her a real present. Something expensive and shiny that he could present to her while down on one knee. He’d never understood the need some men had to shower their women with monetary gifts, but he could understand now that it was just a reaction to overwhelming feelings. It was difficult to express how you felt and buying jewelry was easy. Hopefully the gift he’d gotten her would mean more.

Kay’s eyes lit up. “What is it? Tell me?” She tackled him and he staggered back, laughing as he tried to keep them upright.

“I’m not saying a word. Now, is there anything you need from the other room for the night?” He deposited her back on the bed and kissed her on top of the head, breathing in her scent.

“So, I’m sleeping in here from now on?” Kay hugged her knees to her chest. She looked so cute with her curls standing up on top of her head and a bashful smile on her face.

“Damn straight you are. I love this room. Every single thing in here I picked out personally. I love sharing that with you. I just couldn’t show it to you before.”

“Because you were worried about how I’d react to your freak supplies?”

He pushed her back on the bed, covering her wi

th his body. “Oh, you’re going to pay for that one.”

“Am I?” She giggled.

Her laughter rang out and filled all the empty spaces in his heart.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

KAY OPENED HER eyes the next morning and let out a startled shriek. Her reflection blinked back at her. The blankets were twisted around her legs and her hair was wild around her head. Her horrified expression perfectly matched how she felt inside.

“Okay, that was sexy at night. Not so much when I have bed head and morning breath.”

Eli mumbled something in response and rolled in her direction, his eyes half-lidded with sleep. He looked mouthwatering in the morning, wearing nothing more than muscles and a smile. His arm darted out and dragged her against his chest, his head immediately moving to the curve between her neck and shoulder.

Kay’s thoughts blurred as his tongue dragged up the side of her neck. She was plastered against him, the curve of her bottom pillowed against the hard muscles of his abdomen. One of his thighs came up between her legs, and she shuddered when it pressed right between her thighs.

“You’re beautiful in the morning,” he muttered. His right hand meandered lazily down and stroked her over the cotton panties she’d worn to bed.

She gasped. The man was a menace, and he wasn’t even fully awake.

She swatted his hand away. “Oh, no you don’t! You’re just trying to sweet-talk me into morning nookie.”

His deep chuckle in her ear was almost as arousing as the hard length pressing against her bottom. “Is it working?”

Just then Hope’s plaintive cry echoed down the hallway. Kay immediately sat up. Eli did, too. He pressed a quick kiss to her shoulder before he climbed out of bed.

“You’re exhausted. I should know since I’m the one who exhausted you. I’ll get her.”