His Naughty Lessons
Chapter 156: Just Like This

Chapter 156: Just Like This

** Eli **

Eli narrowly avoided collapsing into the bed and crushing Harper with his full weight. The release that gushed out of him was so powerful, so raw, that he felt as if he had poured his entire life into her. Or his very soul.

Which was perhaps exactly what happened, considering the soul-touching stir pulsating through every fiber of him right now.

In the ethereal bliss that followed, he pondered the shock he had never felt before. He had never doubted that spending this evening with her would be mindblowing — and it was, the wild pleasure making his head dizzy and his muscles weak and his breaths heaving — but in this very moment, the physical satisfaction was nothing compared to what was happening to his mind. He felt awash with a state of ... something so magnificent and subtle at the same time that he didn’t even know how to describe. Like a spell that stamped him somewhere deep inside, branding him with all the sensations from this moment and reshaping his soul around the etched mark that was her.

Like a missing piece of his existence clicking into place, finally making him whole.

Eli didn’t know how to process that feeling. It was far, far too different from what he could’ve imagined for even the best sex. So different that he wondered if this wasn’t just sex to begin with. Was it something more? Was it—

Harper stirred, breaking his dazed reverie. She had recovered enough from her own climax to be able to draw in a deep inhale against his shoulder now, and she nuzzled the crook of his neck, murmuring a soft sound that was like a cat’s languorous purr.

Eli pushed the puzzling question to the back of his mind, saving it for later thought. Carefully shifting his weight, he rolled his body aside and lay down next to her in the bed, keeping her cradled in his arms as he moved.

He could feel her own arms wrapping tighter around him at the same time, reluctant to leave even the tiniest space between their bodies. Her eyes fluttered open only after they settled snugly into the new position, and when her gaze met his, the misty light glowing from within was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.

"... I think my life is finally complete," she said breathily. A smile curved the corner of her lips, slowly climbing up her cheeks until it lifted the corners of her eyes, turning their pretty almond shape into a lovely crescent.

Had she said the same thing a mere hour ago, Eli would’ve chuckled at the starry-eyed exaggeration. But now, he could only agree. There was no better way to describe the life-changing epiphanies he was waking up to himself.

"Did it ... did you ... Was it that good for you too?" she asked next, stumbling on her words a little. She searched his eyes, as if too eager and slightly nervous at the same time to hear his answer.

Eli returned her a smile that matched her own. "Yes," he said softly. If only she knew.

He brushed his finger over her flushed cheek, tucking a loose curl of her hair out of the way. Her forehead was dusted with a soft sheen of sweat, adding a pearlescent luster to her skin, and he found it surprisingly alluring, beautiful with a dreamlike quality. Pulled in by its magic, he pressed a kiss to her temple, moistening his lips with the dew of her quintessential scent before gathering her back into his embrace.

Damn, since when had he kissed a girl on the forehead while still in bed? And hugged her so gently instead of immediately wanting to go for a second round?

His mind whirred again in dizziness, this time wondering how he had become such a goner.

Harper, on the other hand, sounded like she couldn’t be more content with the way everything was. A happy sigh tickled his ear as she buried her face into him again, and for a long moment, he could hear nothing except the sound of their still shallow breaths, feel nothing except the drum of their still rampant hearts beating against each other.

Then Harper shifted a little. "Are you ... um, are you ... not quite done yet?"

"...?" The sudden question was strange and out of the blue, and Eli wasn’t sure what she meant. "Done with ... what?"

She pushed slightly away from him, meeting his eyes. The smile on her face seemed to have widened even more. "You are ... still inside," she said in a whisper. "And you’re ... already twitching again."

"..."

Fuck.

Eli lost count of how many times he had embarrassed the hell out of himself tonight. Had he really forgotten to pull out? Had he really gotten so obsessed with the divine feeling of her that he didn’t even realize his body was already hungry for more?

Harper laughed at what must’ve been a stricken expression on his face. "I like it though," she assured him. "I thought it’s hot like this. But I ... I should probably take a break and go get a shower? I’m a bit of a sweaty mess."

To demonstrate, she lifted her arm and plucked away a rose petal clinging to her elbow. "I’m so sticky," she chuckled sheepishly.

Eli caught her arm, before she could rub off more sweat on the petals, and pulled her into a tighter hug. "I like it though," he repeated her own words back to her. "I thought it’s hot like this."

That was never the way he had thought before today — sweat was gross, and he used to always be the first to hop into a shower at the end of business — but now, nothing seemed more cozy and sexy than that warm stickiness holding them together, unwilling to let them separate from each other. Precisely the way he wanted.

His reaction must’ve been too silly, as Harper laughed again. Her hand behind his shoulders slipped up, twirling a lock of his hair around her fingers. "Then let’s stay just like this for a while," she offered. "Or all night ... if you want to."