Eli drew back, breathing heavily. His eyes were dark, fixed on her face. There was a question in them, but now wasn’t the time for doubts.

“My turn,” she said, pushing him back so that he lay beneath her, with his glorious body under her control. She straddled his hips, leaned forward, and kissed him deeply again and again until they were both panting. She slithered downward and kissed his nipples, licking them so they formed hard nubs. Then she kissed his stomach, his thighs. When she took him in her mouth, he twitched against the inside of her cheek. She sucked and licked down his shaft, and he closed his eyes. She stroked his balls, and he groaned.

“Aria.” He moaned her name. His fists were clenched at his sides. “No more. Please. If you wanted to torture me, it’s working.”

She smiled wickedly and bent her head again. Eli gripped her hips and flipped her onto her back, then hovered above her. “Please don’t ask me to stop.”

“Don’t stop,” she urged. “Not now.”

Eli drove into her up to the hilt. He paused inside her, and she drank in the sensation of being one with him. It was so perfect, so right. Taking his weight onto his forearms, he kissed her, thrusting in and out of her mouth with his tongue, mimicking the actions of their lower bodies. She met him kiss for kiss.

“Mine,” he said harshly. “You are mine, Aria. No one else’s.”

She could tell he was holding back, restraining himself. She couldn’t have that. She bucked her hips, urging him deeper.

“Say it,” he ordered, holding himself above her, frustratingly far away.

She wrapped her legs around his waist. “Take me.”

He held back. “Say it.”

She opened her eyes. Why was he so far away? Why did this matter to him? “Please, Eli.”

“Say it.”

She closed her eyes, her head dropped back. “I’m yours.”

As if she could ever be anything else. In this moment, he owned her.

“Yes. You are.”

Eli thrust into her over and over again. She writhed as the pleasure built within. He moved urgently, and she was with him all the way. His finger slipped between their bodies, and she moaned.

“I can’t last much longer,” he growled.

“Come,” Aria said. “Come now. I’m with you.”

His movements became frantic, and Aria crested, pressing against his hard body. The pleasure washed through her, and she cried out at the same moment Eli grunted in release and dropped onto her. She spasmed around him and clenched tightly.

It had never been like this. Never.

She had to do it again.