Sapphire (Steele Investigations) (23 page)

I lean back to swing my leg over his body to face forwards
when he still me, “Backwards,” he orders again.

My clit throbs, despite the release I just had.  I think
it’s his voice, oh and the giant hard on right
there.

I slide my wetness slowly down his chest and stomach as he
guides my hips.  I can hear his breathing shallow so I know he’s enjoying it. 
When I finally reach my destination, I balance myself with one hand resting on
his thigh and using the other I guide him to my entrance.  Once he’s lined up,
I sit down.  Hard.  Sheathing him in one swift movement.  I sit up and relish
in the fullness that he gives me.  I start to move, dragging up and slamming
down then grinding.  I’m panting and moaning loudly and I can his breathing
quicken.

 “Fuck, that’s hot. Watching your ass and seeing myself
slide in and out of your sweet tight little pussy,” he pants out.  Wanting to
give him a better view I lean forward, balancing with my hands on his shins, I
roll and swivel my hips. 

“Fuck, yeah,” he moans as I use one hand to reach down and
gently squeeze his balls.  My body trembles involuntarily when I feel one of
his fingers make its way to our connection.  Swirling around the wetness, I
moan in anticipation of what he’s going to do.  Dragging his finger back, he
applies pressure to my tightest hole.  I tense momentarily before I push myself
back into his finger, eager for whatever pleasure he can give me.

“Tickle your clit,” he tells me through a moan.  Leaving his
balls, my fingers do as they’re told, and move to circle my clit.  I rub myself
as I ride him and he continues to manipulate my asshole.  I groan at the
intrusion when I feel his finger enter me, but I’m so turned on, he could shove
his cock in there and I doubt I would care.  It doesn’t hurt, it just feels
really…full.   I grind down harder, urging his finger in deeper.  He slowly
starts to pump it in and out, in time with the rhythm I’ve set with his cock. 
I grind deeper and harder, causing his finger to slide in further.  I rub my
clit vigorously as I wildly ride him, and I scream as an orgasm rips through me
when he wiggles his finger in my ass.  It’s so intense I see stars and spots. 
I think I may pass out for a second.  When the haze clears from my eyes, I’m on
my stomach and Elliott is thrashing in and out of me.  Gripping my hips almost
to the point of pain, he slams inside of me, over and over.  Against all odds I
feel myself building again.

“Elliott..I don’t..can’t..come…can’t,” I pant out as sweat
drips off me.

“COME,” he growls so deep I can feel it vibrate through my
body.  His tone sets me off and I convulse again, my muscles squeezing him so
tightly it sets of his own release.  “Rainy,” he shouts as he slams into me and
fills me with his essence. 

We are laying in each other’s arms, sated from our
respective releases, when I hear my phone ringing.  I groan, not wanting to
move from my comfortable position, tangled in Elliott’s arms.

“Don’t wanna move,” I moan.

Elliott chuckles and lightly slaps my thigh.  “Better get
it.  It’ll be well-wishers.” 

I smile at him, “Oh, yeah.  I almost forgot.  I got engaged
tonight,” I tease as I haul myself out of bed to reach my cell.

“Hey, Kam,” I say, trying my hardest to sound nonchalant. 

“Hey, Rae,” she sounds nervous, but like she’s trying to
sound her normal self.

“What’s up?” I ask.

“Er, nothing.  Just..umm..I was just calling to see how your
night went. I mean. How your night is going.  How’s your night going?” she rushes
her words out and I can’t contain myself any longer.

“I’m engaged,” I squeal loudly into the phone. 

Kami return squeal mirrors my own and I can imagine her
jumping up and down, clapping her hands as she says, “Omigod, omigod, Rae. 
We’re going to be
sisters. 
Like real ones.  Omigod.  I’m so excited for
you both.  Elliott wouldn’t show me the ring, and I can’t wait to see it. 
Wait, where are you guys? I could come over now.”

I chuckle and slide my eyes to an amused looking Elliott,
laying on the bed like a Roman God; his arm is bent so it’s supporting his
head, bed sheets draped over his body like he’s been styled for model shoot.
Yummy.

“Did you know he was going to propose?” I ask sternly

“Aww Rae, don’t be mad.  Elliott made Will take me out for
the day ‘cause he knew if I was here all day with you, then I’d spill the
beans.” She whines.

“I’m not mad, Kam.  I’m so freaking happy,” I screech, only
just resisting the urge to break out in a happy dance.  I’m not exactly sure
what Elliott would think if I did that.  The thought makes me smile, bigger.

“Okay, well I’ll let you both get back to
celebrating
,
since you won’t let me come over to your room, I’ll see the ring first thing in
the morning,” she says and I can just imagine the giant pout that her lips are
forming.

“First thing,” I confirm.  “Later, Kam,”

“Later, Rae-Rae”

I end the call with Kami and turn my attention back to the
Roman God lounging on our bed, “Who else did you tell, Mister?” I ask suspiciously

His lip twitches and he gives a faux sigh of defeat,
“Travis, Mom, Dad, Kami, I asked your Mom for permission, Michael was there
when I asked, and I also visited your Dad..” he trails off, his eyes searching
my face, anticipating my reaction.

Tears spill over and stream down my face as I sit, unable to
move, staring at this gorgeous man, who
loves
me, who loves me so much,
he went to a cemetery and had a visit with my deceased Dad before he proposed
to me.  I feel the warmth that’s taken up residence in my veins the last few
months, as it heats up and soothes my body; relaxing me, comforting me from the
inside out. 

Elliott notices my tears and springs from the bed,
enveloping me in a hug, whispering ‘I’m so sorry’ and other calming words.

I continue to sob into his naked chest, wrapping my arms
tight around him, I hold him close.  

I also visited your Dad.  I also visited your Dad.  I
also visited your Dad.
The words play over and over in my head; like a
record player on repeat.

Never
in my entire life has anyone ever done
something so meaningful for me. 
Never.
  Slowly the tears reside and I
pull my head away fractionally, to look up into his concerned eyes.  Worry
clouding their usual sapphire brilliance.

“Thank you,” My voice cracks as I say the sentiment.

“Baby,” his eyes close for a beat before reopening, “I’d do
anything for you. 
Anything. Anytime.
I know how much your father meant
to you…
means
to you.  He’s still so much a part of your life; I felt he
shouldn’t be excluded from such a momentous occasion in his little girls life,”
he says gently.

“I love you,” I whisper.

“I love you,” he replies, dropping a kiss on my nose.

“So I can expect an onslaught of phone calls in the morning,
then?”

His chuckle is his reply in the affirmative.

I spend over an hour in the morning fielding phone calls
from our excited family.  I even had a call from Gran, who Mom had told because
she was fit to burst with excitement.  After placating Mom and Judy with the
promise that we would get stuck into wedding plans after the grand opening, I
finally hung up the phone and went in search of Elliott.  I find him out on the
balcony, shirtless, pajama bottoms on, coffee in hand, phone at his ear.  He
senses me coming and turns, giving me a small smile.  I take a seat, resting my
legs on the chair across from me, and help myself to a glass of juice.  I
breathe a sigh of contentment as I look out over the stunning view, both of
Hawaii and my fiancé.

 Elliott ends his call and walks over to where I’m sitting. 
Bracing his hands on my raised knees, he scowls at me and says, “Really
regretting my decision to tell everyone
before
I proposed.  A secret
engagement is looking pretty golden right now.”  I giggle and shake my head. 
Taking a sip of my juice I ask, “Who was that? Actually let me guess, your
Mom?  Oh, and lemme guess what she wanted, for you to promise that we’d have a
short engagement and wedding planning will start ASAP?” 

He scowls again before leaning in to touch his lips to
mine.  “Maybe we could elope today, before we fly out?”  He asks hopefully.

My eyes widen with shock. 
Holy shit is he serious?  My
Mom would have a conniption.

Before I can reply, a loud knocking comes from our door.  I
check my watch; it’s 9.30am.  I’m surprised she wasn’t here earlier.  Elliott
pushes off my knees and goes to answer the door.  Sure enough he barely has the
knob turned before it swings back and Kami flies through and jumps into his
arms.  Elliott rocks back from the impact but quickly recover’s and hugs her
back.  She smacks a kiss on his cheeks and I can hear her murmuring what is
likely ‘congratulations’.  Behind her is Will, and behind him is Harley.  I sit
with my head turned, watching the love between the brother and sister coming
from the other room.  Finally, Kami releases Elliott and he points her in my
direction while he takes handshakes and well wishes from the men.  Kami comes
bounding out to me and swings her arms around me; I hug her back just as tight.
She smack a loud kiss on my cheek and says, “Congratulations.”

“Thanks, Kam.  I’m so happy,” I tell her, smiling.

She pulls back and grabs my left hand and lets out a very
loud squeal when she spots my ring.  It’s the largest diamond I’ve ever seen. 
I have no idea about rings but I know it’s heavy, it looks ridiculously
expensive and it fits my finger perfectly.  But none of that matters.  What
matters is that I love it.  And the reason I love it is because Elliott told me
last night that he designed it himself. 

“Oh my Gawd, Rae, this ring is the
shit!
  It’s at
least two carats.  Holy shit the whole band is diamond encrusted,” she exclaims
as she turns my hand back and forth, taking in all the beauty of the ring. 
“This must have cost a fortune.  You know that old saying ‘a man should spend
the equivalent of a week’s wage on the engagement ring’?  Well, fuck me if my
brother’s not a millionaire!” she breathes the last part as if in total shock. 
Her mouth is agape and her eyes wide as she looks from the ring to me and back
again.

I shrug as I say, “I don’t know how much money he has. 
We’ve never talked finances or anything.  Money doesn’t matter to me, Kam.  You
know that.”

“Yeah, of course, Rae.  I didn’t mean you were a gold digger
or anything.  I guess I just didn’t realize how much money was in badassery.” 
She says it so seriously, I burst into laughter.  It’s not long before she
joins in and we’re both cackling like school girls.  Elliott, Harley and Will
make their way out onto the balcony giving us strange looks.  Well, Elliott and
Will are.  Harley just accepts this as normal and comes over to congratulate me
with a hug and a kiss.  The he inspects the ring and fans his face
dramatically.  “Oo-Ee I gotta get me a badass,” he exclaims.

Kami and I giggle, Elliott’s lip twitches and Will smiles
big.  Harley and Kami take a seat around the table and Will comes over to
congratulate me.  I thank him and he tells me he bought us a present.

“Already?” I ask, quizzically.

“Yep,” he replies as he gives me a sly wink.  Then he walks
away, returning a short time later with a massive box of donuts and tray full
of coffees.  “Happy Engagement,” He booms as he sits the goods on the table.

“
Best present EVER,”
I say emphatically as I take a
huge bit of the fluffy sweetness.  Custard oozes out and fills my mouth.  I
moan at the deliciousness and lick the excess sugar and filling off my
fingers.  Everyone is too immersed in stuffing their faces to notice the heated
look Elliott gives me.  All of a sudden, I’m in a hurry for everyone to leave
so I can ravage my man.

******

After about an hour, it becomes apparent that none of our
guests have plans of leaving us alone anytime soon.  It appears that they may
stay with us until it’s time to leave for the airport.  This wouldn’t usually
be a problem, however, my fiancé has spent the best part of the last hour
looking at me in a way which can only be described as ‘eye fucking’.  His eyes
are heated, smoldering, as he blatantly roams my body hungrily.  But still, our
guests don’t leave.  They’re too engrossed in a conversation about a high
profile sports player who was accused of taking steroids. 

Suddenly Elliott stands and abruptly says, “It’s time for
you all to go.  We’ll meet you at reception in an hour.”

“What,” Kami says, stunned, as she swings her head from
Harley, to Will, to Elliott, to me, looking for answers.

“I need to bury myself in my Fiancée, Kami.  So you, all of
you, need to leave,” he says briskly.

I gape at him in shock.  I
cannot
believe he just
said that!

Before Kami can reply, a smiling Will drags her out and
disappears through the door with her.  Harley also makes a quick escape, but
not before giving me an exaggerated wink on his way out.

I swing my head back in the direction of Elliott and startle
to find him right
there.
  Before I can form a cohesive thought his lips
smash into mine.  His tongue probes my lips, requesting access.  They part
automatically and allow him entry.  My hands go to his chest and grip his
shirt, willing him closer.  So engrossed in our kiss, I don’t notice his hands
go to my waist until I’m being hoisted into the air.  My legs immediately wrap
around his waist as my hands find purchase in his hair.  Never breaking our
kiss, he walks me back into our room and lays me on the bed.  I open my legs,
he nestles between them and I moan into his mouth when I feel the pressure of
his hardness at the juncture of my thighs.  He strokes his thumb across my
hardened nipple, causing me to gasp and squirm.  Over and over he teases me
with his thumb and fingers as his mouth relentlessly plunders mine.