His Naughty Lessons

** Eli **

Eli clenched his teeth, so hard that his jaw hurt.

Fuck. He was really going to lose it. He had always known that being with Harper would feel out of this world, like a dream of the wildest kind come true. But still, this was ... too much. Too powerful beyond his control.

His heart had almost gone into a riot at the last words she said, filled with so much trust and undisguised desire that he didn’t even know how to process it. So he did the only thing he could, which was to give her exactly what she wanted, making him hers as much as she was his. And now, watching her shatter a second time under his fingertip, feeling her warmth encasing him as she shuddered, her inner muscles convulsing so tightly around him ... The sensations were simply too overwhelming, both in his body and in his mind, and he could already feel familiar pulses climbing up his spine, tempting him with a maddening urge to just let go and—

But no. He couldn’t. It was simply not an option to let that happen. He clenched his teeth again, almost biting his tongue, and told himself that he had to hold it no matter what. If he came now, he’d have to pull out, put on a new rubber, start over ... which meant that Harper would have to go through the painful part again, and it’d probably hurt even more the second time considering the repeated motion and not enough time to recover and ...

The thought of hurting her made him shiver in horror. Fortunately, that seemed to have achieved the effect he needed, slowly but surely pulling his body back from the precarious brink. He hissed a long sigh, finally able to lift his head and look at the girl beneath him.

Her lips were still parted, the rhythm of her breathing a staccato that matched the uncontrolled flutters of her pretty lashes. She must still be high up in that fantasy land, likely too distracted to have noticed his embarrassing episode just now. Good for him.

Eli traced a finger over her flushed cheek, brushing his lips softly over the corner of her mouth. "How are you feeling?" he whispered, very carefully keeping his lower body still.

Her eyes blinked open. A thin mist had gathered on those long lashes, making her glassy gaze look even more dreamy and sexy. "Like heaven," she said with a soft smile. Then she tried to look down between their bodies. "Are you ... all the way in? I ... barely felt anything ..."

"..." Out of all the questions in the world, that wasn’t the one Eli expected. Granted, it was a tremendous relief to hear that she felt no pain, and his earlier fear was quickly put to ease by the confirmation that he hadn’t fucked this up. But at the same time, the way she had phrased the words made it sound suspiciously like ... like ...

Like she was judging him for being too small?!

Well, on the bright side, that ambiguous implication actually helped to cool off the raging urge in him a little further ... which he was thankful for. With most of his senses back in his head, he was finally capable of focusing on the feeling around his groin to answer the question. "I’ve still got ... a ways to go. But we’ll take it as slow as you want."