He slammed inside her one final time and cried out as his release spilled into her waiting body. Elijah cursed silently inside his head. He’d forgotten the condom again.
His head pounded as his orgasm crashed through his body. It was the most intense orgasm he’d ever experienced before, and he knew it was down to his acceptance and love of Amber.
They collapsed together on the bed.
“I love you,” she said.
He would never get tired of hearing that.
“I love you, too, baby.”
Elijah pulled her in tight against his body. He wanted to do right by her.
“You forgot a condom again,” she said, chuckling. “I think you’re asking for trouble and do want to get me pregnant.”
“Busted.” He kissed her head and held her.
Amber was the first to pull away. “We need to finish packing.”
“I don’t want to pack or go back to the city.”
She slapped his ass with a pillow, giggling. “The sooner we get it done, the sooner we can play. I’ve got work tomorrow, and I won’t be much good because I’ll be thinking about you and this wonderful trip. Also, you’ve got your sister to think about as well. She’ll miss you,” Amber said.
“Heather puts up with me. She won’t miss me.”
She slapped him again with a pillow. “Come on. I don’t want to spend our last few hours panicking about packing. Get your lazy ass out of bed.”
The pillow connected with his head this time. “I’m so going to give you a spanking,” he said.
“Not if you’re in bed.”
She left him alone and started packing. Elijah climbed out of bed and finished packing along with her. They ate a light breakfast together of fruit and some more coffee.
He took her down to the ocean one final time.
“Are we going to come back here again?” she asked.
“I own the cabin. We’ll be back before you know it.”
She settled against him as they both watched the placid ocean. With only two hours remaining of their time at the resort, Elijah led the way to his playroom.
“I’ve had this fantasy a few times and we’ve never played it out, so I’m going to play it out now,” he said.
“Do I get to know about the fantasy?” she asked.
“No, I promise I won’t hurt you. Will you trust me?”
Amber stared into his eyes for what felt like a lifetime, but in reality it was only a couple of minutes.
“Yes.” That one word felt wonderful to hear.
He opened the door, turned on the light and closed the door behind Amber. She stayed sat down as he pulled a chair into the center of the room. “Present to me.”
She dropped to her knees. Amber wore a skirt and blouse, which fitted in with his fantasy of her. He took a seat and stared at her. She looked so perfect on her knees before him. The skirt rode up her thighs, making it impossible for her to spread her legs.
“Come here,” he said.
When she stood in front of him, he skimmed his fingers up her thigh.
“You’re going over my knee and getting twenty with my palm, Amber. You’ve been an insolent sub. You tried to dominate me from the bottom. I’m in charge. I’m the Dom, and you’ll learn your place.” He made sure to sound stern.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Get over my knee.”
He supported her stomach and helped her get over his knee.
Elijah made sure she was comfortable and supported her over his knee with an arm wrapped around her, locking her in place.
With his free hand, he caressed her thighs and her ass. The rounded curves showed the outline of her panties.
Pushing the skirt up over her ass, he tugged at the fabric until it tore and fell on the floor. “I don’t want you wearing panties again unless I say so.”
“Yes, Sir.”
He caressed over the curves of her ass. Her body was shaking with anticipation. The scent of her pu**y permeated the air confirming his thoughts. Amber was turned on by what he was doing.
“I want you to count like you always do.”
Lifting his palm in the air, he brought it down over her naked, rounded flesh. Amber let out a yelp, and she began to count.
He rained down blows in a set of five. After each five, he caressed over her ass.
On the last spank, Elijah leaned down and kissed her red ass cheeks. His palm was imprinted on her ass.
“So f**king perfect. Your ass is going to be red raw with me by your side, baby.” His fantasy was not yet complete. “I’m going to push you to the floor, and you’re going to undo my pants, take out my cock, and suck it.”
Amber climbed off his lap. He’d never push her to the floor. Hurting his woman was not in his agenda. Her hands shook as she fumbled with his zipper.
He waited, patiently, for her to open his trousers. She eased his c**k out from the zipper. He was ready for her, the tip glistening with his pr**cum. Being around Amber meant he was in a constant state of arousal.
“Suck it for me, baby.”
Elijah watched her open her sweet lips and take him into her mouth. Her mouth was warm. She sucked him inside her mouth, her lips covering her teeth so she wouldn’t bite down on his shaft.
“Fuck, that feels amazing,” he said.
This was his fantasy come true, and the reality was so much better than his imagination. She worked his shaft, licking down the vein at the side and sucking the tip in deep.
Elijah stroked her hair, feeling the first stirrings of his release start. “I’m going to come,” he said, warning her.
She worked his shaft, and Elijah saw stars as the first wave of his release coated the back of her throat. Amber swallowed his cum and moaned.
It was the best damn fantasy he’d ever lived in his life.
Chapter Fifteen
Amber wrapped a fashionable scarf around her neck for work the following week. Elijah had moved into her apartment on Monday, and it was now Wednesday. They were actually living like a couple. Heather was shocked, but now her friend needed to do something about her house. Elijah wasn’t going anywhere, which is what he’d told her.
She couldn’t complain. His personal belongings looked good next to hers inside the small place. She loved her apartment, and it seemed Elijah loved it, too. When she’d woken up that morning, she’d stared at both of their toothbrushes, together, side by side, in the holder. They were sharing holders, and when she’d gone to her wardrobe she’d paused to admire his clothes as well, next to hers.
Touching the scarf, she smiled recalling their weekend together. On Monday night she’d been at Wade’s telling them all about it, apart from the more sexual details. Heather looked ready to puke, and she needed to remember Elijah was her best friend’s brother.