I Have Lived and I Have Loved - Willow Winters Page 0,116

wrap my fingers around him.

He lets out a low hiss as I slide my hand from base to tip. I watch his face, learning what makes his jaw tick or his eyes close. My thumb grazes the tip, and he pushes me back. “I want to fuck you.”

Our mouths connect, tongues swirl, and our hands roam over each other. “I need you,” I beg almost desperately. “I need you right now.” I’ve never begged or been vocal during sex before. Ever.

Eli grabs a condom from the nightstand and rolls it on before getting back to where we were.

“You’re making me break my rules, too,” he confesses. I don’t have a chance to ask what the hell he’s talking about before he enters me.

My eyes slam shut as I stretch to accommodate him. He’s big. Bigger than I’ve ever had before. He doesn’t move like I expect him to, and I open my eyes.

“You okay?” Eli asks.

I nod quickly.

Eli drops on his forearm and kisses me with care. This kiss isn’t the same as the ones before. It’s slow, sensual, almost sweet. My fingers tangle in his hair as he begins to rock back slowly. He moans in my mouth as he continues to be gentle.

“Eli,” I groan. It’s too much. Everything about him is incredible. His thumb rubs back and forth on my cheek as he slides in and out. “You feel so good.”

“So do you. What are you doing to me?” I glance up at him to find him watching me. “I want to make you come again.”

Well, that would be nice.

He rolls over, forcing me to be on top. I never got to be on top much in the past. When I did, it was the only time I got off. Considering how good this feels, I doubt I won’t climax again.

“Ride me, baby.”

And I do. I glide up and down, allowing him to fill me to the brink. I rake my fingers across his chest, enjoying the way he groans. Eli is just as lost as I am. I move faster as my orgasm builds again. “I’m gonna come.”

“Good. Hurry, baby. You’re going to make me come the way you’re gripping my cock.” Eli grits his teeth as his fingers dig into the flesh of my hips, pulling me down harder as he thrusts up to meet me. I’m undone.

“Eli!” I cry out as my climax hits me hard. He continues to move me as he follows me to the end.

I fall next to him and try to catch my breath. Neither of us speak as we come down from the high.

As I lie there naked, it hits me that this really happened. It isn’t just some dream. This is real. I had sex with a member of Four Blocks Down on his tour bus. Where he’s done this with I don’t know how many girls. I’ve never had sex with a random stranger before and now I’m lying here with a man that probably only does that. I’m not special, he probably doesn’t even remember my name since all he did was call me “baby”.

The bed shifts as Eli rises. “You need anything?”

A shower and a lobotomy. “No,” I reply quickly.

“I’ll be right back.”

He heads into what I assume is the bathroom, and I jump up. I can’t believe this. What the hell is wrong with me? What was I thinking? Clearly, I wasn’t. I blame Nicole.

“What’s your last name?” he asks from the other side of the door.

I quickly throw my clothes on. I need to get out of here. “Covey,” I reply while pulling on my jeans. Where the hell did my underwear go? I look around and under the bed but don’t see them. Damn it.

He flushes the toilet, and I’m out of time. I can’t look at him. I need to go before he returns.

I grab my heels and phone and rush off the bus. I need Nicole, and then we need to leave. Now.

I spot her as soon as I walk through the door. Thank God. Nicole is making out with some guy in the hallway. Typical. I grab her arm and pull.

“We have to go,” I explain.

She looks back at the guy, “I’m—”

“No. We have to go right now.”

“Heather,” she protests.

“Now!” I yell at her, and her eyes widen.

I’m not known for yelling, but when I do . . . I mean business.

“Bye.” She says to the guy, and I drag her along. “Slow down.”

I don’t even acknowledge her. My