Chapter 33: Best Dessert
** Harper **
It felt like flying up into cloud nine, drifting high above the sky somewhere as the whole world trembled and swayed.
Harper lay boneless on the soft sofa, lost in the moment of pure bliss. Her body felt simultaneously feather-light and stone-heavy, so much so that she didn't know how to move it, so she simply lay still and let all her senses focus on Eli's touch, letting it smooth out the little tremors that were still rippling one after another through her body.
She whimpered when he finally withdrew. Her core clenched again at the loss of contact, suddenly feeling achingly empty.
With one last kiss on her back, he reached for the straps of her bra and clipped them. "Did I meet your challenge?" His voice was raspy. "You seem to approve of my massage."
Remembering their conversation before the whole drill started, Harper let out a breathy chuckle. "Yes ... You really are good at just about everything. Makes it so hard to guess what you'll surprise me with next time."
Eli zipped her dress up and straightened back into his seat. "I can give you a sneak peek. Next time you come back here," — he grazed a finger over the skirt wrapped around her thighs — "all of these are coming off."
Harper's heart did a full somersault at the words. Then she chuckled and pulled herself up from the sofa, turning to face him. "You can't be seri—"
The word died on her lips as she caught sight of the look on his face.
His eyes were hooded, the ocean blue irises gleaming darkly under half-masted lids, locked onto her with a heated intensity. His smile was faint, an almost-there curl that touched one side of his lips a little more than the other, and the slightly crooked result made him look ... so wickedly hot.
But that was not what shocked her mind out of her. It was what he did next — lifting his finger that was glistening from her doing, he slipped it into his mouth, suckling like it was coated with honey. His tongue ran a lascivious circle around it, licking everything clean before pulling it back out, and the tip of his finger made a wet "pop" sound when it left his sumptuous lips. His eyes were trained on her the entire time, his gaze sultry and dark.