Sapphire (Steele Investigations) (20 page)

He looks down at me with a mixture of wonder and adoration
consuming his sapphire eyes, and then he helps me to a standing position. 
“That was…the hottest thing…
ever. 
Fuck.” 

“Are you sure it was okay.  I mean, I’ve never really done
anything like that before, so I hope that it was okay for you.” My eyes are
downcast and my tone laced with embarrassment.  He places two fingers under my
chin and lifts until my eyes are looking into his, “Okay?  That was more than
okay baby.  That was fuckin’ unreal.  By far the best blowjob I’ve ever
received.” He wraps his arms around my waist and leans in to kiss me.  I pull
back a little and raise my eyebrow, smirking.  “Don’t care,” he mutters to my unanswered
question, and then he takes me mouth in a deep, wet kiss.  Clearly not bothered
by the taste of himself that is still lingering in my mouth he sweeps his
tongue inside.  I groan and my groin ignites, throbbing with need.  I
shamelessly start to grind myself against him as I attempt to find relief.  A
shudder moves through my body when I feel his hand move from my back to slide
inside the waist of my shorts until his is cupping my bare ass.  He squeezes
and thrusts his hips into mine as I moan deep into his mouth.  One hand remains
on my ass as the other makes it way around the front, brushing over my mound,
teasing me as he rubs back and forth, he doesn’t once touch me where I need
him.  I try to lift myself up higher so his hand will fall lower but it proves
futile.  Obviously aware of my desire, he chuckles against my lips and pulls
back slightly.  “Would you like something?” he asks, ever the cocky arrogant
ass.

“Please,” I whimper.  I’m so turned on, I’m afraid I’m going
to explode the minute he touches my clit.

It seems he doesn’t need any more encouragement because the
minute the word leaves my mouth he picks me up and takes me into my room. 
Laying me down on my bed he removes my shorts and shirt in record time and
thinking he’s going to take me right away I open my legs wide, waiting for
him. 
God knows I’m ready!
But like a lot of times, he doesn’t do as I
expect.  Instead he stands between my spread eagled legs and hungrily roams my
body; devouring me with sapphire eyes so full of lust they’ve turned dark but
are shining.  I squirm on the bed, not entirely comfortable with his appraisal
of my nakedness.  “So fuckin’ beautiful,” he murmurs as his fingers reach out
and lazily traces a pattern on my thigh, just above my knee.  “You make me crazy. 
Come home from having a chat I know you were worried about and the first thing
you do is rip my clothes off to check I’m not injured,” he shakes his head in
disbelief, “then you suck my cock
and
swallow my cum.  Didn’t even think
about spitting.  Now your laying here on your bed, naked, spread wide for me. 
So wet I can see it from here.” He shakes his head again in disbelief, “you are
fuckin’ amazing.  Didn’t bitch and moan at me.  Didn’t carry on and go out on a
wild hair trying to stop me.  Just wanted ‘til I got home, sucked me off and
now you’re gonna let me inside.”

Um….
Wow.

“Sooo are you going to get inside, or you going to stand
there thinking about?” I ask as innocently as I can, tilting my head to the
side and batting my eyelashes.

He gives me ‘my smile’ that I love so much as he positions
himself between my legs.  “I love you,” he says as he thrusts himself inside of
me in one swift movement.  I wrap my legs around his waist, urging him deeper
with every powerful thrust he gives me.  I raise my hips to meet his and we
move together.  I feel my release building quickly and before I have time to
try and hold it back, it over takes me.  I moan loudly as my body convulses
beneath his.  He continues to pump in and out of me as I ride the wave of my
orgasm; over and over he thrusts into me, grinding his pelvis into mine.  I
think he might be getting close, and I’m positive I can’t come again, so I try
to urge him on, digging my heels into his ass as he clenches it on each forward
thrust.  Instead he pauses to lift my legs over his shoulders before he slams
into me again. 
Christ.
I cry out as he hits my cervix; it’s a mix of
pleasure and pain, but the pleasure far outweighs the pain.  I run my hands
down his broad, muscled chest, tweaking his nipples as I pass over them, before
tracing his well-defined abs and running my fingers along the indent of the ‘v’
and finally my fingers find themselves touching his cock.  Feeling him slide in
and out of me, feeling my wetness on his cock, feeling us down there, where
we’re most intimately joined…it’s erotic.  In fact, it’s so far beyond erotic I
don’t think there is a word to do it justice.  He groans as his eyes move to
watch me feeling our connection, then he slows his thrusts slightly and sits
back on his knees, keeping my legs over his shoulders he grabs my ass and pulls
me into him every time he thrusts forward.  The different angle and the
sensation of still touching his cock adds to my pleasure and I feel another
orgasm building.  I feel my pussy quiver as it builds, the pressure more and
more intense as he continues to pummel my g-spot.  He senses my impending
explosion and uses one hand to rub my clit vigorously. 

“Pinch your nipples baby.  Show me how you work them,” he
pants out, never missing a beat.  I do as I’m told, removing the hand from
between us to roll my nipples between my thumb and forefinger.

 “Oh God, baby…honey…gonna…cum….oh…oh…oh….OHHHHHH,” I scream
as my orgasm overtakes my body.  My thighs lock around his neck and my body involuntarily
thrashes about the bed as my pussy walls clamp down hard, constricting his cock
so tightly that he erupts inside of me quicker than I think he thought he
would.  It’s so powerful, I think I must blackout because the next thing I
know, he’s slowed down and is gliding in and out of me gently.  I raise my
hooded, glassy eyes to his and notice the sheen of sweat coating his body.  I
imagine my body looks the same. 

“Wow,” is all I can manage to say as I look into his eyes.

 “Crazy for you,” he whispers before leaning down to kiss me
softly. 

“I love you too,” I tell him just before his lips hit mine.

“You want to know?”  Elliott asks as we lay in bed facing
each other, my fingers are running up and down from his rib to his hip, his
fingers are stroking across my hip.  This question comes after we had a shower
to clean up from the intense sex we had earlier, and after we ate pizza for
dinner.

“Do I want to know, what?” I ask, perplexed.

“About the chat?”

Oh.  “Um…well,” did I want to know about the
chat?
“Yeah,
I think so.  I mean, I’m going to assume it went well because he returned home
to me with no visible injuries and you were still able to….deliver that
performance earlier,” I grin. 

“Not a whole lot will stop me from
performing
with
you,” he tells me in a husky voice and managing to make a simple sentence sound
extremely sexual.  I clench my thighs together as my nipples immediately
tingle.  It’s his turn to grin.

“William turned up to the offices today, with the help of
some of my boys escorting him in.  I sat down with him, laid out the situation;
with him and you, you and Shifta and Bobby and finally me and you.   Made it
clear he’s to have nothing to do with you and you are to have nothing to do
with shit he’s got going on.  You’re in no way to be associated with
anything
he’s got going on, or he’s gonna have issues with me.  I also made it clear
he doesn’t want to have issues with me.  He was very amenable and assured me
that you no longer exist to him or any of his ‘business associates’.”

“Okay, well that’s a good thing, right?  I mean, surely
he’ll listen to you because he’d have to more mad than he already is not to be
shit scared of a hot badass Elliott Steele having a
chat
with him and
I’m sure he can imagine how things would turn out if a hot badass Elliott
turned into
I’m-gonna-rip-your-balls-out-and-shove-them-down-your-throat-with-my-bare-hands,
still hot badass Elliott….Right?”

His hand stills on my hip and his lip twitches. 
Is he
laughing at me?

“Are you laughing at me?”

“Babe,” is his chuckled reply, because
that
apparently is an answer when you’re a badass.

“You think I’m hot?” he grins, cockily at me.

“You know you’re gorgeous, so don’t even try fishing
compliments,” I warn

“You think I’m hot.” He repeats, but it’s a statement this
time, not a question.

“Superciliousness doesn’t suit you, Steele.” 

He pulls me close and laughs into my neck, as I raise my
arms and hold around his, pulling him into me to savior the warmth of his body
and the manly man scent that he exudes.  Then he pulls back and I get the
feeling he’s preparing himself for something.

I was right…

“Doesn’t really matter so much,” he says, “got a call ‘bout
half ‘a hour after Spencer left; found dead.  Gunshot to the head.”

Oh my God.
  My body goes tense.  Holy shit.  I never
wanted anyone dead.  Not even him.  Not even when he made my life shit.  I just
wanted him to leave me alone.  To forget he even knew my name.

“You okay?”

“Uhh…”  My mind is whirling.  I don’t know what to think, what
to say.

“It’s over now.  You don’t ever have to worry ‘bout any of
it.” He tells me while stroking my arm soothingly.

Relief floods my body as I realize, it is over. 
It is
over. 
I never have to worry about any of this again.  I decide then and
there, that this is the last time William Spencer gets anything from me; my
thoughts, my tears, my anger, my sadness.  He’s not getting anything more from
me.

He kisses my neck before pulling back slightly to ask, “What
are your plans for tomorrow?”

“Kami and I have to interview a couple of candidates for
positions at the store, and then after that we’re going shopping for bathing
suits.  Then coming home to start packing…Hawaii in two days,” I say excitedly

“Mmmm I know.  Can’t wait to see your sexy ass in a bikini,”
his voice vibrates through his chest, making me shiver.

Just the thought of Elliott walking around shirtless on the
beach is enough to flood my panties. 

“Do you wear Budgie Smugglers or Board Shorts?” I ask him,
as I bite the inside of my cheek to stop  from laughing.

“Budgie Smugglers?” he asks, his eyebrow nearly reaching his
hairline.

“Yeah, you know, Dick-Stickers, Speedos, Dick Togs…” I say,
waving my hand about in explanation.

He looks at me a beat and then throws his head back and
laughs a full on belly laugh.  I can’t contain it anymore, so I give in and
join him.  When I finally sober, I add,

“Actually, you should go with Board Shorts. I’m not entirely
certain they’ll have a pair of Smugglers to…
restrain
your package,” I
throw in a wink at the end.  He simply shakes his head and squeezes me to him.

“You’re adorable,” he tells my neck.  His warm breath
skating across my skin causes goose bumps to break out over my body.

“Never thought it would be this good.  Spent a lot ‘a time
over the last few years imagining’ it, but never thought it would be so fuckin’
good.  I’ll never do wrong by you.  You gotta know that.  I got a history I
can’t change.  I wish I could ‘cause I don’t want you to doubt me or what we
have if you see shit like you seen the other night with Andi, or shit like the
trouble she started at Deuce on your birthday.  I want you to feel secure
enough in
us
that shit like that slides right off.  Cause this baby,
right here, me and you,
this
is all that matters.  Can’t promise I’ll
never say something that will hurt your feelings, can’t promise I’ll never piss
you off, or you’ll never piss me off, but I can promise I’ll never step out on
you.  I’ll never do wrong by you.  I’ll always protect you and keep you safe. 
I love you Rainy.” He ends on a whisper.

I feel a tear escape and slide down my cheek.  “I love you
too,” I choke out, my voice thick with emotion.  “I promise I won’t jump to
conclusions again; you’ve never given me reason not to trust you before.  I
love that you make me feel safe.  You make me feel content and secure. 
Comfortable in my own skin.  I’ve never felt that before.  Before you.  Thank
you,” I say softly, placing a tender wet kiss on his lips.

“You complete me,” he says completely serious, though one
look and his sapphire eyes are dancing.

“You did
not
just quote Jerry McGuire!!”

“I love you, just the way you are,” his lip twitches
slightly.

“Oh.My.God. STOP!”I say, slapping his arm and giggling, “I
can NOT believe you,
you
of all people, know a line out of Bridget
Jones’ Diary.” 

“I’m not be a smart man…but I know what love is,” he says,
using his best Forrest Gump voice.

 I giggle uncontrollably as he continues to quote lines from
movies I love.   Finally he sobers and looks deep into my eyes, and then he softly
says, “I love you. I am who I am because of you. You are every reason, every
hope, and every dream I've ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the
future, every day we are together is the greatest day of my life. I will always
be yours.”

I choke back a sob, “The Notebook,” I whisper.

“The Notebook,” he confirms.

He leans in to kiss me, his lips melding with mine as our
tongues begin a passionate dance with each other.  We taste and explore each
other with our mouths and hands for what feels like hours.  My body is
thrumming with need when he finally slides slowly inside me in one fluid
movement.  He begins to move, slowly and rhythmically building our bodies to
their crescendo.  Despite our earlier love-making, or maybe because of it, it
doesn’t take either of us long to reach our peak.  My inner walls clench him
tightly as my orgasm rips through my body.  As my body floats down, his thrusts
turn urgent.  He pounds into me hard and fast.  Once, twice, three times before
he stills, balls deep inside me; he empties himself, filling me with his seed. 
“I love you, so much,” I tell him as I bring his head down closer so I can
claim his mouth.