Chapter 228: There Will Be Nothing Else
** Harper **
For the first time in her life, Harper came to fully appreciate the precious invention of pillows. The squishy layers of cushions buffered her fall, giving her just enough time to hold on to the headboard, and she was beyond grateful when she narrowly avoided flattening Eli’s handsome face with her butt.
Eli, on the other hand, didn’t seem to have realized how close he was to getting his nose broken in such a tragic way. Supporting her thigh with one arm, he continued to lap her up, and he groaned disappointedly when she finally slipped away from above him and completely collapsed into a boneless heap.
"Argh, I’m not full yet," he whined, though he still helped her lie down comfortably on her back. Those wicked lips kissed a lingering wet trail up her hips, over her stomach, across her chest, as if trying to lick up every last trace of his "dinner" to appease his insatiable hunger.
Then she felt a soft click at her back when he rounded behind her shoulders, and her bra came undone with a tug of his hand.
Wait ... Was she seriously still wearing her underwear?
"Yes, you are. And this one too," Eli chuckled, planting more kisses along the side of her neck as his hand glided down, pulling her panty down her shaky legs.
"... Did I somehow say that out loud?" Harper’s head was in a whirring daze. Gosh, they had already gone two wild rounds — to the point that she no longer knew the words coming out of her own mouth anymore — and yet she was still clothed. He was too, in fact, with the open shirt that had long wrinkled to pieces and dangled crookedly over his shoulders.
Eli chuckled again without answering her way-too-obvious question. Having satisfactorily and fully undressed both of them this time, he reached over to the nightstand, pulling open the top drawer.