His Naughty Lessons

** Eli **

When he emptied himself into her — for the second time — Eli couldn’t help but feel that his entire sex life up till today had been a lie.

Everything that happened in this portion of the past hour was completely new to him. This sublime intimacy of entangling deep into each other, truly skin to skin and soul to soul. This desperate yearning that made him want to fold her closer and closer into him, until she became a part of himself and until their heartbeats became one. This insatiable need that didn’t ease the slightest even as they went limp in each other’s arms, gasping yet refusing to let go of their tight embrace.

If this was what sex was supposed to feel like ... then what had he been doing all those years before?

Or maybe, this had stopped being simply sex to him long ago already. Maybe this was what people call ... making love? And in that regard, he was indeed just as new to the scene as the girl in his arms.

His heart did a full somersault at the epiphany. He wished he could stay in precisely that position, hold her as close as he could and keep kissing her until he could make love to her all over again. But the heavy sheen of sweat on her forehead told him that she probably wouldn’t mind using a little break ... so he reluctantly rolled them around, shifting his weight to lie down next to her.

Harper let out a soft whimper when he finally slipped out, trailing a slippery path down her inner thighs. He liked how she clung to him almost instinctively as he inched them away from the soaked mess of sheets beneath them, carefully putting her back down on the dry half of the bed.

"Mmm ... Have we completely ruined your linens tonight?" she mumbled when her eyes fluttered open, noticing what he was doing. Her long lashes were still misted over as she stared at the twisted blankets at their feet and the wet stains beneath them. Her voice still had a delicious hint of hoarseness to it, the sandy texture scratching his insides with itchy tingles.

"The night has just begun, love. I have a feeling that much more will be completely ruined by the end of it." Eli chuckled, and he couldn’t resist the urge to nibble her earlobe a little, eliciting another small sigh from that alluring voice.

Those misty lashes fluttered again beautifully, and then she laughed. "Well, I suppose I’ll have no complaints ... as long as the mattress and the frame hold up."

Oh yes, that was the spirit.

With a lazy yet comfortable exhale, Harper lifted her head and rested it over his chest. The lingering heat on her cheek was still tangible against his skin, yet the gesture was so innocently adoring that it made his heart swell with overflowing tenderness.