“You’ve been bad,” I growled, throwing my t-shirt to the side and unbuttoning my jeans one button at a time.
Her eyes had been focused on my hands, but hearing the words, she glared at me. “If you’re going to start that daddy bullshit again, I’ll brain you with the lamp.”
“Hell no. But from now on, no running in the house.” God, as soon as I stopped, I wanted to brain myself with the lamp and save her the job.
What in the ever-loving fuck, Elijah?
Holding up a hand to stop her from tearing me a new one, I conceded. “Okay, that sounded bad, but do me a favor and don’t do that again. The floors are easy to slip on, and once your bump grows, your center of gravity will be off, so it’ll be easier for you to fall.”
Her expression softened, and the grin she shot me made any of the hardness I’d lost during my stupidity come right back. “Deal. Now, you’ve got something that I want.”
Seeing as how her eyes were focused back on my crotch, I knew exactly what she was talking about. Pulling my cock out, I pumped it a couple of times and then stopped, taunting her. “What’s that, my pixie?”
“Elijah,” she breathed. “Please.”
Getting up onto the bed on my knees, I gently stroked my length again. “You can have it once you touch yourself, baby.”
Her eyes shot up with surprise, but there was also heat in them. “What?”
“You heard me, pixie. I want you to touch yourself first, show me what you like.”
“I like that,” she nodded at my dick with her head.
Laughter during sex was new for me. Never had I ever met anyone who stimulated every single sense at the same time like she did. Still, I did my best not to laugh as hard as I wanted to at how sad she sounded.
“I know, baby, and I love your pretty pussy. But I want you to touch her for me first.”
Slowly, showing how shy she was, she skimmed her fingers down her stomach until she reached her core. Watching, I held my breath as she ran them through her center, then brought them back up to circle the hard bundle of nerves at the top.
Like she’d finished a task, she lifted her hand away. “Okay, I’m ready.”
Tucking myself away, I walked over to her on my knees and rubbed her thigh. “Pixie, I want to see what you like. I know we had three weeks of learning each other, but the best way to make sure I know is for you to show me.”
“You put him away, Elijah,” she snapped angrily, making me chuckle again. “Bring him back.”
Unable to stop my hand, my cock was back out, and I was gently stroking it while she watched. “Your turn.”
And then she did something that I swear to God would remain in my head until they put me in the ground. She ran two fingers down her slit until she reached her entrance. Then, eyes locked with mine, she slowly pushed them inside and threw her head back as her hips moved in response.
Fuck it!
Diving forward, I knocked her hand out of the way to make space for my mouth. Plunging my tongue into her, I groaned as the taste of her hit me, something I’d missed every day since our last time. As I pulled up to circle her clit, her thighs closed tightly around my head, making me smile against her as I sucked the bundle of nerves into my mouth.
It didn’t take long for her to go crashing over the edge, but as soon as I felt her go, I was up and easing my hard cock into her, making sure not to go too hard or too fast. Nothing, absolutely nothing, would ever hurt her, including me.
Feeling her spasm around me, her walls fluttering as I made my way into her, I almost joined her, but I managed to stave it off and forced the tingling in the base of my spine to go away by thinking about what color to paint the nursery walls. Then I started to think about which room should be the nursery and what type of security to add to it.
The tactic almost backfired on me until she clenched down tightly around my length.
“I feel like I don’t have your attention,” she rasped, wrapping her legs around my hips.
Staring her straight in the eyes, I told her the truth, and nothing but the truth. “You always have my attention no matter what. You’re all I see.”
Her expression went from amused to gentle, the words hitting her somewhere deep. “You know the words I said to you before?”
I was so focused on her face that I almost missed what she’d said. Then I remembered what words she was talking about and started to move faster. “Not yet.”