Taking Shots (Assassins, #1)(63)
“Of course, you know I don’t lie to you.”
She nodded, looking back down at his chest. “Was it good? I haven’t done it in years and I was nervous.”
Her nervous babble always made him smile, but when they were talking about something serious, he didn’t dare smile. He had never been with someone that needed so much reassurance; he just didn’t understand how she didn’t realize how amazing she was.
“Elli, baby, it was spectacular. I’ll probably be hard for days just thinking about it. Really baby, amazing.” She smiled sweetly, and leaned up to kiss him. He returned the kissed before she laid down beside him, snuggling into his chest.
“I’m so tired,” she whispered into the space below his armpit.
“Me, too.”
That was the last thing said before they both contently fell asleep.
Chapter 13
It was pitch black when Shea open his eyes; all he heard was Elli’s soft breathing and the only light in the room was the alarm clock, which read two in the morning. He slid out of bed, trying not to wake her as he went into the bathroom to do his business. He should never have drunk that bottle of water before bed. Shea was having such naughty, sexy dreams about his Elli, which were interrupted by his need to relive himself.
After washing his hands, he went back into the bedroom, climbing into bed quietly as he stretched himself next to Elli. She scooted closer to him, nuzzling her nose into his neck with a sigh. God, she was sweet. Her hands came up on his chest, moving softly as she nuzzled. He closed his eyes, loving the feeling of her soft hands on his chest, her sweet little nose at the base of his throat. He moved his hands up the back of her thighs then back down, before hooking her leg over his hip. Her chest pressed against his and he couldn’t suppress the sigh that escaped his lips. The tank top she wore slid down a little, showing more of her milky white skin, he looked down at the cleavage then back up to her sleeping face.
Shea knew he was pushing it, but he dipped his head down, he had to really, nuzzling his face within the two mounds that drove him mad. He heard her let out a little moan, as she moved her body closer to his, pressing his face deeper into her cleavage.
He moved his face to the side, licking up one side of her breast to the other one; she let out a gasp when he cupped her breast, sucking her through the thin fabric to her nipple. He would respect the fact that she didn’t want him seeing her naked, fine, it was dark in there, he couldn’t see anything. Plus, she was fully dressed to his dismay.
“Shea?” she asked sleepily as he licked the hard pebble through her shirt. God, he couldn’t wait to suck on her with nothing between them.
“Shh, baby, it’s just me,” he said, giving her a kiss before going back to her breast. Her hand came up, running her fingers through his hair as she pressed herself closer to him. The heat from her core was driving him insane as he gave her breast all the attention in the world. He bit her nipple causing her to gasp then moaned out his name when he sucked and licked it through the thin fabric of her tank. His hand went down her side, cupping her ass as he brought his mouth down on hers; she let out a little meep when he pressed his thigh into her core, moving her against it. He wanted her to come so damn bad he couldn’t think straight. He wanted to be the first one in years; he wanted to make her scream.
“Shea,” she gasped as he bit her bottom lip, sucking on it before kissing her jaw.
“Yeah, baby,” he said against her neck.
Please don’t say stop, please don’t say stop, he chanted in his mind as he sucked and bit all over her neck and collar bone.
“More, God, please more,” she pleaded as she rubbed herself against his leg. He almost came at the words, but what the hell was more? Shit, he didn’t want to scare her, because what meant more to him was ripping off her shorts and pounding into her, but her more was probably different. He didn’t want to ask; she was shy and would probably tell him to stop, so he moved his hand over her thigh, gripping before sliding into her shorts and moving the lace of her panties out of the way. She looked at him with wide eyes just as he slid a finger inside her dripping wet core.
They both let out a moan at the feeling. She was so wet; he couldn’t remember the last girl that was this wet. His mind was reeling at the thought that he had done this, that he had made her so wet with want. When Shea felt that his sweet Elli was bare, no hair in the way, nothing, just skin and wetness, he thought she was groaning, but nope, it was him. He slid his finger up to her nub, rubbing softly as her head fell back as a deep throaty moan left her lips. He moved his finger back down to her entrance and moved in and out of her, before moving back up to her clit, flicking it with his finger.
“I want you to come, Elli. Come for me, baby,” he encouraged in her ear as he nibbled softly on her earlobe, she let out a moan, moving against his hand as he moved in and out of her. He moved his finger back up to the nub and with just one more flick, Elli hit her orgasm with a strangled cry as her body shook.
They were breathing hard, the rise and fall of her chest touching his as she tried to catch her breath. God, she was hot. Watching her come had made him come like a damn sixteen year old boy in his pants. He should have been embarrassed, but nope, not at all. With Elli cuddling up against him, a sexy little satisfied grin on her face, yeah, he couldn’t have cared less.