“Oh, God, yes,” I breathe.
Elijah grabs ahold of my hips, squeezing the soft flesh in his hands before lowering them down to my thighs and finally on my ass.
I squeeze the pillow in my fists as I feel my orgasm building. “Oh, God.”
“Yes, baby,” he moans, knowing I’m close.
He spanks me, making me cry out. Tension builds in every part of my body, and warmth begins to spread. It’s a full body experience as my body starts to shake, sending me over the edge.
“Yes! Oh shit!”
I scream, succumbing to the wave of intense pleasure. Elijah moves in and out, slowly, as I’m frozen in place, sucking in breaths.
In another quick movement, he flips us back over, and he pummels into me. He delivers long and deep strokes, then speeds up, seeking his own release. A few minutes later, Elijah’s muscles tense up and I arch up, rocking my hips faster.
“Oh shit,” he groans.
He comes with a low roar, dropping his head to my shoulder as his body vibrates with the release.
“Fuck,” he grunts.
“Mhmm,” I moan, rubbing his back. “That was one hell of a greeting.”
He chuckles, pulling out and then flopping onto his back. “Well, you’re one hell of a woman. I figured you deserve the best.”
“Well, I got you. I think I made out pretty good.”
He removes the condom and leans over the side of the bed to toss it in the trash near his nightstand. Shifting to his side, he says, “I’m the lucky one here.” Then he gives me a kiss that curls my toes and could very well start another round.
“Mmm. I love your mouth.”
His soft laugh washes over me. “Oh yeah? What else?”
I reach down and touch his semi-hard cock. “This.”
“What else?”
I rub his bicep. “These are nice.”
“Mhm. And?”
“Your eyes.” I lightly run my finger under his eyebrow, then I tap his chest. “This.”
“My chest?” he questions.
“Your heart.”
He clasps his hand over mine. “You want to know what I love about you?”
I peer into his eyes. “What’s that?”
“Everything.”
43
Saturday morning happens almost exactly as it happened last Saturday. I wake up to find Nova in the kitchen with her music playing and Sugarfoot following her every step.
I come up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist as I rest my chin on her shoulder. “Morning.”
“Good morning,” she says cheerfully. “I’m taking a break from pancakes. I’m going with eggs, bacon, and sausage. Give me twenty minutes and you’ll either have a pretty good meal, or the kitchen will be smoked out.”
I laugh, kissing her cheek. “I believe in you. I’ll jump in the shower and be back.” As I’m leaving, I give her ass a smack. “Fire extinguisher is under the sink.”
“Ha-ha.”
After my shower, as I’m walking downstairs, my phone trills from the pocket of my sweats.
“Hey, man,” I answer.
“Hey yourself,” Merrick says. “Why do I have to hear from Cillian that you got a woman in your life?”
I roll my eyes and shake my head. “Because Cillian has a big mouth.”
Merrick chuckles. “You’re right, but still.”
“You’ve been busy, man. I’ve barely heard from you.”
He sighs. “I know. I can’t wait for this break. But before you try to move past my reason for calling, who is this new woman and is it serious?”
I walk into the kitchen to see Nova finishing up. She opens her mouth to say something, but quickly pins her lips together when she sees I’m on the phone.
“It’s my brother,” I tell her.
“Oh shit! Is she there right now?” Merrick exclaims.
Nova covers her giggle as she moves away to grab some plates.
“Yes, she’s here.”
“At nine something in the morning? That means she stayed the night. Holy shit, when was the last time that happened?”
Nova giggles again, able to hear Merrick and his booming voice.
“You’re really fucking loud, you know that?”
“Oh. Can she hear me?”
“Yeah, she can hear you, Merrick.”
Nova spins around. “The rock star?” she whispers.
I nod, a grin on my face.
“Oops. So I guess you don’t want to tell me all your feelings while she’s listening, huh?”
“When are you coming home?” I ask, changing the subject.
“I’ll probably get there the day before Thanksgiving then stay through the weekend. Is it gonna be weird for me to stay there when you have a chick basically living with you?”
Nova places the finished plates down on the island and takes a seat, watching me with a smile on her face.
I run a hand over my face as I huff out a breath. “She doesn’t live here, and of course it’s not gonna be weird, so yes, you can stay. Anything else?”
Merrick laughs. “Yeah, call me when you’re free to talk about your feelings.”
“Bye, Merrick.”
Another deep laugh. “Love you, bro.”
“Love you, too.”
I end the call and place it on the counter. “Sorry about that.”
Nova laughs. “It’s okay. You guys seem to have a good relationship.”
“Yeah, we all do. I mean, we give each other shit, but that’s normal, right?”
She nods. “Oh yeah. Me and my sister are the same way.”
After I take a bite out of everything, I say, “This is really good.”
“I figure it’s hard to mess up these things.”
“You’d be surprised. Royce burnt bacon the first ten times he tried making it, and Cillian always undercooked the eggs.”
“My sister was always pretty good. I think she must’ve spent a lot of time in the kitchen with my parents before they died.”
“My mom never wanted us in the kitchen when she was cooking. Either I would be trying to eat the food as it was simmering, or Royce and Cillian would drag their toys in here and leave them where she could trip over them.”
Nova wipes her mouth with a napkin. “Oh. Is this the house you grew up in?”
I nod. “Yeah, my parents left it to me when they died.”
“Oh wow,” she whispers. “That’s gotta be hard.”
“It was at first,
