Elemental Enchantment by Bronwyn Green

think he’d talked her into anything, but he also wouldn’t turn down any opening she gave him.
    He leaned over her and pressed his lips to her forehead near her bruise. He trailed his lips over her temple, along her jaw line, refusing to be hurried even when she tried to guide his mouth where she wanted it. He detoured to her ear, tugging on her lobe with his teeth. “Anywhere you want me to,” he breathed.
    She inhaled sharply, her nipples brushing against his chest, then turned her head, her mouth grazing his. He captured her lips and delved inside—tasting her and committing the feel of her body to memory. He wanted to believe he’d convince her to give him a chance, but there was the very real possibility she wouldn’t. Not that he wouldn’t try.
    His cock began to stiffen against her hip, and she rocked against him, the caress of her smooth skin hardening him further. He’d just come, but already, he was desperate to be buried inside her again. She just had that effect on him.
    He shifted to lie between her splayed legs and played with her nipples, twisting and tugging at them until she rhythmically lifted her hips and tried to pull him more fully on top of her. Ignoring her nearly silent demands, he pressed kisses down her sternum and lower over her belly. Her stomach muscles trembled and jumped as her circled her bellybutton with his tongue.
    “You’re killing me, Boy Scout,” she breathed.
    He nipped at her abdomen. “I plan to make sure you go happy.”
    “Always the gentleman.”
    At least, that’s what he assumed she said. The last word became a groan as he dipped his head and licked along her cleft, carefully avoiding her clit. He wanted to draw this out, but the way she squirmed and his cock ached, he wasn’t sure how long it would actually be.
    Pushing her thighs wide open, he parted her lips, baring her sweet cunt to his gaze and his tongue. She lifted her hips, rhythmically pushing against his tongue, her whimpers demanding more. Her entire body quivered as she strained toward her release.
    “Eli, please .”
    Maybe it was because she used his name. Maybe it was because he wanted to see if she’d scream it when she came. Maybe he really did just want to give her a night she wouldn’t forget. But he sucked her clit between his lips and flicked his tongue across it until she screamed, clawing at his head and pulling him closer until she finally stiffened and fell limp against the mattress. He was sure he’d never seen anything more beautiful.
    When she finally stirred, he prowled up her body, his cock throbbing for entrance. Sheathing himself in another condom, he hovered above her, his hands on either side of her head.
    “You’re not planning on more torture, are you?” she asked, her voice raspy from shrieking.
    He shook his head. “Just waiting until I know you’re completely with me.”
    A breathless laugh escaped her. “I don’t think I could be more with you if I tried.” She canted her hips, offering him access. She gripped his waist and urged him forward. “Don’t make me wait.”
    As if he could deny her anything.
    Pushing forward, he slid slowly through her swollen channel. Her body grasped at him like nothing he’d ever experienced. Guiding her legs around his hips, he shafted her deeper, harder as if he could imprint himself on her memory.
    She clung to him, straining against him as his orgasm built. A tingling sensation started at the base of his skull, but he tried to ignore it. He wasn’t ready for this to end. He wanted to stay buried inside her as long as possible. But the tingling grew, and it started creeping down his spine. He wouldn’t be able to hold off very long. She just felt too good. Her arms around him, her nails digging into his skin, her cunt rippling around his cock. It was too much, and he was too close.
    He slipped his hand between their bodies and found her clit. She writhed at his touch, crying out when he pinched then stroked it. Almost