Chapter 94: The Pull of Gravity
** Eli **
Eli couldn’t remember when was the last time he had come so hard. Had he ever? The intensity of it flooded through him like a torrent, tightening every last fiber of his body to the point that he shook, and for a blissful moment, he forgot everything about the world around him. Only an insane amount of pleasure surrounded him like heaven.
Then, as he slowly drifted back down in what felt like a hazy wake, he started to register his wild heartbeats drumming against his chest and his ragged breaths echoing in the air. It wasn’t until then that he finally managed to process what had just happened.
Harper had coaxed this out of him. She had let him come in her mouth. And — as he opened his eyes again in belated astonishment and looked down — she was watching his face with rapt satisfaction, her own gaze glassy. With a slow and gentle suckle, she released his softening length from her lips with a tiny "pop", and her tongue flicked out once more, licking every last drop clean.
For God’s sake, this sight ... Eli had no doubt that he could come for it again if he’d had just a moment to recover. Even the thought of it right now was enough to make his groin pulse and threaten to come back to livelihood any second.
"Well, that was fun." Harper chuckled, licking her lips as she sat up — giving him another view of her perfect breasts right in the center of his vision — and shuffled forward to undo his handcuffs.
Hell, "fun" didn’t even begin to describe what he was feeling. But Eli was still too dazed for words, so he didn’t argue. Instead, as soon as his hands were freed, he immediately gripped onto her wrists before she could move to pull away. Scooping her firmly into his arms, he captured her sinful mouth with his.
The taste of himself was still strong on her lips, a salty tang mixed into her usual sweetness. He had never been into something like this before — always felt a bit weirded out whenever he tried it with someone else — but with Harper, everything was different. In an almost greedy hunger, he chased her tongue with his, sweeping deep into every hidden corner of her mouth, and he couldn’t imagine another taste in this world that was more arousing, more hypnotizing.
It was her magic on him. He had learned it by now. It was the inexplicable power she held over him that made him feel things, made him want to do things to her, made him let her do things to him. She was special in that way.