Changing Everything (Forgiving Lies #2.5)(41)

He smiled and sent me a puzzled look. “You are mine.”

“I want to be completely yours, Eli.”

Instead of immediately coming back with something about how these two weeks were about me, and once they were over we would . . . Eli sat there staring at me.

My eyes fluttered shut when I rocked against him again, and I had to bite back a moan elicited from the friction of the cotton on his briefs against me.

“God, you are the most amazing woman I’ve ever met, Paisley.”

The truth in his confession stopped me from moving again, and I opened my eyes to find him staring at me in awe.

“You do things like this, and it is so hot. You’re not afraid to tell me what you want, and you have no idea how much of a turn-on that is. The sounds and faces you make drive me crazy. And then you do something like ask for direction when we were in the shower . . . and the innocence in your question when you’re doing something that mind-blowing just floors me.

“You’re trusting me to do things and asking for things that make me want to do them for you over and over again. I love knowing I’m the one who’s pushed you to try them. I love knowing you’re experiencing all this with me. And throughout this sexy side of Paisley I’m meeting for the first time, I love that you’re still my best friend. I love that you still give me shit. And my favorite thing in the world is when you look at me when I’m holding you, and I just know you’re in love with me.”

My lips tilted up in a smile, and I brushed my fingers along his jaw. “Eli . . .”

“I have this sweet, snarky, sexy girl, and I don’t know what the hell I did to deserve her after how I treated her all those years.” He pressed his lips softly to mine once before meeting my gaze again. “I want you, Paisley, so damn bad. But I wanted to give you these two weeks for a reason. I’m experiencing things for the first time just as you are, and I’m loving learning how your body responds to me first. It’s just a few days, Pay, then I swear you won’t be able to keep me away from you.”

I laughed and my brow pinched together. “First time?” I had never planned on asking Eli about his past relationships, but his statement threw me off. “What are you experiencing for the first time?”

“Well, I never held anybody when I slept, as you already knew; that was always reserved for you. But having you sleep on top of me is definitely a first.”

“Eli.” I pushed on his chest to sit back to eye him suspiciously. “I’ve come over when girls were in your bed from the night before.”

“If they didn’t leave, they slept in the bed. But I never once held any of them. It seemed wrong—even then it was something I knew I only did with you.” He pulled me back onto his chest. “Shower? Never been in a shower with anyone, unless I was a baby and don’t remember.”

“Really?” I was now starting to cheesy smile like a nerd, and I wouldn’t have been able to stop it even if I tried.

He nodded and tilted my head back with his fingers to nip at my lips. “I’ve never tasted anyone before you just a few hours ago.”

“That can’t be true.”

“It is. And this . . .” He trailed his fingers under the cheeks of my butt before sliding them up, teasing my tender hole. “Only you.”

I gasped and my breathing deepened. “Then why would you . . . I don’t understand. But you’re good at these things.”

“Porn,” he answered my unfinished questions, unashamed. “Never wanted to try it on anyone until you. And the way you respond to it, Paisley? It takes everything in me not to make you mine right then.”

I knew my face was red with heat, but I just sat there staring at him in shock. “All those are firsts?”

“Yeah, babe. So let’s finish this last week of experiencing more firsts with you, and then I’m yours.”

“Deal.” I sat up to kiss him soundly. My face scrunched up in worry and embarrassment, and I quietly asked, “Will you spank me?”

His face fell and eyes widened. “What the hell . . . okay, I told you where I got my ideas, I want to know where your ideas have come from.”

I shrugged and tried to sound as unashamed as he had, but the embarrassment was still there in my tone. “Years of reading smut and dreaming about you.”

A deep rumble came from his chest, and suddenly I was on my back and he was trying to pull the shirt off my body. A giggle burst from my lips from the quick change of positions and the way he was getting aggravated at the shirt.

“We’re not going to sleep tonight.”

I moaned when his teeth raked across my nipple, and gripped his hair in my hands. “Sounds perfect.”





Chapter Twelve

October 4, 2013

Paisley



ELI SMILED WIDELY at me when I walked into O’Malley’s that next Friday. “Come here, beautiful.”

I smiled against his kiss and felt myself relax in his calming embrace. I loved this man. I loved the way he made me feel. I loved how he—

“Your nine o’clock is from a long time ago, and she’s been hinting hard for the last thirty minutes. Mind helping me out tonight?”

What? No, he wasn’t about to do this to me again, this wasn’t happening. My body locked up as hundreds of nights that had begun just like this one flooded my mind.