The Two of Us (Love in Isolation 1)

“Quite confident for a guy who keeps turning me down,” I retort. “Join me in the tub and give me a preview of what’s to come.”

He contemplates it for a moment, then says, “Alright, but on one condition.” He closes the space between us. “I wear my shorts, so you can’t try anything.” Eli flashes a smirk, knowing I would touch him if he was completely naked.

Even though I’m disappointed at his exception, I’m still happy he’s agreed to come with me. “Okay, deal.”

I cup Eli’s neck and lower his mouth to mine, needing to taste him. As I slide my tongue over his, we frantically move toward the bathroom as he lifts his shirt off me, and I bring my hands to his waist.

“You’re not wearing boxers,” I tell him as I slide my fingers into his sweatpants.

He stops my hand before it can lower to his growing cock. “That’s right, shit. Okay, new plan. I watch you take a bath instead.”

“That doesn’t sound nearly as fun,” I whine.

“Oh, it’ll be pure torture for me,” he says, groaning. “But I like watching you. Been doing it for years.”

Chapter Sixteen

ELIJAH

DAY 12

It’s been two days since our little game started, and Cami’s determined to push me to my limit. One thing’s for sure, she’s a firecracker and knows how to tease me until my cock nearly breaks off. I’ve never jacked off so much in my life, but when it comes to her, this isn’t anything new. But fuck, she’s all I can think about, and it’s consuming every part of me. Truthfully, I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to stay strong and tell her no. The past forty-eight hours have been pure torture as she’s pranced around in lingerie she brought for her asshole ex. Honestly, I should send him a thank-you letter for letting her go because I’ve been given the opportunity of a lifetime—to be with the woman of my dreams.

I walk into the kitchen, where she’s making an espresso. “Good morning.”

She glances over her shoulder at my bulge, then back up at me. One look is all it takes from her to have my body springing to life. Just the way she commands me with her sparkling blue eyes is enough to drive me wild, and she knows it.

I move past her, and she presses her back against my chest. Wrapping my arm around her stomach, I grab her tightly, and she pushes her ass into my already raging hard-on. She gives me an evil laugh but doesn’t say anything.

I brush my lips against the shell of her ear, causing her to shudder.

“You’re a monster,” I whisper.

Quickly, she spins around, then loops her arms behind my neck, and seconds later, I’m lifting her ass onto the countertop. “No, I’m just a woman who knows who she wants and isn’t afraid to say it.”

“And what do you want?” My eyebrows pop up.

“You,” she confirms, and I’ll never get tired of hearing it. Our kisses are white-hot as she runs her fingers through my hair, and somehow, I put space between us. “You’re trying to break me.”

A chuckle escapes her as I adjust myself. “No, I just want you to break me. There’s a difference, Eli.”

“You deserve more than a quick fuck.” I grab a mug from the cabinet, and she jumps down from the counter and presses all the buttons for a dark roast coffee.

She groans while I wait. “Your willpower is commendable. I’ll make sure to get a trophy made for you.”

Now, I’m the one who’s laughing. “I want it engraved.”

She rolls her eyes. “Guess I’m going to have to go upstairs and have some fun with Prince Harry.”

Coffee spews from my mouth as I choke it back up. “Excuse me?” I ask, wiping off my chin.

“The vibrator that got me off when you refused a couple of days ago,” she explains with a shrug. “He never denies me and always comes through.”

I grin at her and then burst into laughter. She continued her torture by taking a bath and playing with herself, knowing I was struggling the entire time and holding back. I was tempted to get in the water with her, but I didn’t trust her intentions nor did I trust my self-control. She gave me one helluva show, though.

“What kind of batteries does it take, because you might wear him down.”

“Triple A, I think.” Immediately, Cami opens different drawers in the kitchen and checks each one. “No. No. No.”

Her eyes go wide in a panic, and I shrug. I can tell her where they are kept from when I searched for the smoke detector batteries, but this is way more fun.

“Enjoy him while you can, sweetheart. Because at some point, it’ll be useless. And he can’t please your clit the same ways I can.” I lick my lips, and she watches my mouth, which curls up into a grin. With arms crossed, she shakes her head, and I sip my espresso, smiling over the rim. When Cami huffs, I chuckle.