His Naughty Lessons
Chapter 123: Special

Chapter 123: Special

** Eli **

Sweet fucking hell, Harper moaned as he emptied himself into her mouth, sealing her lips tight around him as if reluctant to miss a single drop.

Eli had always known how different it was to be with her. He had always known the magic of her touch, the impossible ease with which she brought out the hardest climaxes in him every time. But as this one tore through his body, so fierce in its intensity that it blinded his vision and turned the whole world to a hot flash of blazing white, he realized he had underestimated her once again. Their previous ventures were nothing compared to this pure bliss ... in both the body and the soul.

His mind was afloat, drifting halfway between reality and paradise. He forced his eyes to open — which proved to be a difficult task with his entire body weak from the paralyzing pleasure — and when his vision managed to focus, he saw Harper looking up at him too. Her eyes were glassy, her cheeks flushed, her lips still wrapped around his not yet softened cock.

This image of her was so utterly different from the sweet, innocent girl he had always known her to be. But from now on, it would be the new image he’d remember her by, the sexy, bold version of her that was no less beautiful and all the more breathtaking. Because this was the version who wanted him ... who he wanted madly in return.

"Come here," he rasped, stroking her moist lips with his thumb as she let him slip out of her mouth. If he had enough strength left, he would’ve pulled her up into a bruising kiss, but with waves of residual tremors still pulsating hard through every one of his muscles, he didn’t dare try. All he wanted to do was to be blessed with her closeness and bury his face against her, letting his body ride out the aftershocks in her arms.

She did bless him with exactly that. Shuffling up along his legs, she nestled herself between him and the back of the sofa, and she gasped out a surprised chuckle when he planted his face in the valley between her breasts with a deep inhale.

"I’m afraid to wake up and realize this is a dream." His words were muffled against her skin.

He meant what he said, both for that moment of ecstasy and this current moment of quiet, peaceful embrace. For him, cuddling was a show of too much affection, a thing done between real couples that he rarely had either the opportunity or desire to do. But now, he couldn’t imagine anything more heavenly than lying limp in Harper’s arms, surrounded by nothing but her warmth, her scent, and the sound of both of their heartbeats.

She chuckled again at his silly admittance. "What should we do before you wake up then, to take the maximum advantage of your dream?" she teased. "Should I call the concierge to bring a box of condoms so you can keep getting lucky?"

Eli laughed, feeling his groin tighten at the mere thought of that box, the beginning of a new hard-on already rolling in. He brushed away the temptation though. "Let’s save that for next time. It’s best if I can be sure I’m actually awake ... so I can make it special for you."

In hindsight, he was glad that the lack of preparation had stopped them from going straight for the bed tonight. Not that he wasn’t dying to do it, but if this was going to be Harper’s first time, he didn’t want it to feel like a mere spur of the moment. He wanted to make it memorable, in the best way.

With his face still nudged against her chest, he heard her heartbeat quicken. A hand looped behind him, gently stroking his hair, and when she spoke again, her voice was soft and breathy. "It’s always special when I’m with you, Eli."

His own heart skipped a beat, and goddamnit, that twitching urge in his groin went straight into a full mast. Had it even been a minute yet?

This was the power she had on him.

Eli looked up at her. From this vantage point, she was absolutely breathtaking in the most literal way. The look in her eyes was tender, yet the sweet facade didn’t hide the lambent heat glowing in those gorgeous emerald depths. Her cheeks were rosy, though whether it was from a faint blush or from the result of her earlier work, he couldn’t quite tell. Her lips parted slightly when she caught his gaze, and the soft glisten on that peachy flesh tempted him like sin.

He embraced the temptation. With renewed energy that goaded him to get back into action, he captured those sinful lips with his own.

She still tasted like him. The thick scent coated every inch inside her mouth, and he found it insanely arousing to lick it off of her tongue. But it was also more than that. This felt different from the last time he had done it ... because it wasn’t the taste of mere desire anymore. It was a taste of belonging, of her wanting him simply because it was him.

A soft sigh drifted free between their lips as the kiss deepened. Harper’s arms were wrapped around his neck now, and she folded her body into him, pressing them tight together. Her bare breasts were pressed so sensually against his chest, and her legs—

They both gasped when the top of her thigh pushed straight into his hard cock. She from shock, he from a mix of pain and desire that had built up from a shimmer into a sizzling boil.

"... Already?" Harper’s incredulous expression was priceless. "But how—"

Eli chuckled. Flipping them around, he earned another gasp from her as he pressed her back to the sofa and loomed over her. "It’s always special when I’m with you too," he said with a smile, though not without seriousness. "In more than just this way ... Shall I show you?"