Chapter 18: Chapter 18

ELI

Eli lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, one hand behind the back of his head. He was getting even more worried about Andie. She sounded so scared when he talked to her through the bathroom door.

Then again, she had every right to be. But he had no idea how to make her safer than what he was already doing. He rubbed his hand over his face, then pinched the bridge of his nose as he sighed.

But then a smile formed. Lucy had called him Da-da, and it hadn’t made him freak out. It had made his heart soar, and having Andie tell him she loved him was an amazing feeling too.

Everything seemed to be falling into place. He knew how frustrated she was by being cooped up and understood, but he didn’t see any way around it.

He wouldn’t let the woman he loved fall into the hands of the evil asshole that wanted her, at least wanted to use her to get money.

He heard a sound at the door. His head jerked up, and his eyes widened at the beautiful sight before him.

She’d put her hair up a little, and the silky-looking black robe was enough to get his blood roaring. He swallowed hard, imagining what was beneath it.

His gaze raked over her, particularly her bare, tan legs, which he knew were so soft and smooth. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on her and rub his way along every smooth part of her body.

His eyes widened a little more when her small, delicate hands reached for the sash around her waist and untied it. It fell open, and he almost couldn’t stay on the bed.

She slowly let the robe drop to a small heap behind her.

His mouth dried as he gazed at her almost-naked body, ready to pounce. He wanted to snatch up his little purple minx and throw her on the bed.

She began to bite that plump bottom lip of hers, and he wanted to take over the job. “You hate it, don’t you?” she mumbled, twiddling her fingers and looking down at the carpet.

“Andie, come here,” he rasped out. How could she possibly think he hated it? God, she was so beautiful. His gaze didn’t leave her as she walked closer. He sat up, leaning back against the sleigh frame.

His smile got bigger when she stopped at the side of the bed and stared at the comforter. He was surprised he wasn’t making a tent with his aching bulge that he definitely couldn’t ignore.

“On the bed.”

She climbed up onto the bed but stayed on her knees, staring at her hands as she laid them in her lap.

“Look at me, Andie,” he coaxed quietly.

She shook her head a little.

He snuck his arm around her waist, tugged her forward, and helped her straddle him. With his index finger under her chin, he tilted her head up.

“Why would I hate this?” he asked as he ground against the core of her above him.

Her eyes widened as she wriggled against him.

“Why did you do this?” he whispered as one of his fingers trailed along her silky skin, following the strap and the cups of the baby doll.

“I-I don’t know. I never… I just thought—” She stumbled over her words.

“Well, I’m definitely not hating it,” he told her gently as he led her hand to his strained erection.

“It’s so hard not to burst right now. There’s no one else like you, Andie. I want to drive home so bad right now.” He pulled her closer and caught her lips just before he rolled her to her back.

His blood boiled in a good way as all he could think about was devouring her. “I love whatever you wear, baby, or the lack thereof.” He pressed his lips to her neck, slowly making his way down.

He felt her body tremble beneath his. She arched up as his hand slid beneath the flimsy outfit to her center and stroked her softly.

His lips trailed along her collarbone and then down her cleavage.

He pulled the cups aside with his teeth, which pushed her round globes together more, and he took both rose-tipped pebbles into his mouth, sucking hard as he drove his fingers into her tight wetness.

She screamed as she bucked onto his fingers.

It had taken all his restraint not to take her against the bedroom wall the minute she had walked into the room, and he knew he wouldn’t last long once he buried himself deep inside her.

“Eli, please,” she begged as she ran her fingers through his damp hair. He moaned when she tugged a little.

He felt her try to pull him to her lips, but instead, he caught her hands, pinning them above her head, making her moan louder. He pressed his lips to her neck, moving down slowly.

Then he let go of her hands and moved to torture each one of her full globes and their rosy peaks. He felt her scoot down, and he pulled back a little.

“Don’t make me tie you down,” he huffed out.

She looked at him wide-eyed. “You wouldn’t,” she gasped, her voice husky with sexual need.

“I will if you don’t stop moving. I’m taking my time with you tonight. My sweet, wicked time.” He started over, making her squirm beneath him, trying to get him to slide into her.

He was so close, but instead, he got off the bed, headed over to the silk robe, and pulled off the sash. He wished he had enough to restrain her legs too, but it would just be enough for her wrists.

Hopefully, it would keep her still enough.

He walked over to her and tied her wrists together gently, then moved her body sideways a little and tied the other end around the frame.

“There. Now, you can’t move too much.” He locked eyes with her, and he didn’t see fear. He didn’t think it was possible to see her eyes get darker with desire, but they did.

He bent over, kissing her upside down. “Should I go get the ice cream, too?” he teased.

She shook her head.

“Are you going to be good now?” He smiled when she nodded her head. He walked around the bed, his shaft aching to get inside of her.

He began his torment all over again, making his way down her beautiful, sexy body. His fingers found her slick opening and began to thrust into her while he kissed down her body again.

She bucked beneath him, almost causing him to forget about taking his time.

He finally came to his destination and slammed his fingers into her deeply as his tongue repeatedly assaulted her sensitive, sweet spot.

ANDIE

Andi jerked as her body began to quiver at the manipulation from Eli’s fingers and tongue. Strange, she wasn’t scared when he restrained her wrists with the sash from her robe.

It only heightened her sensitivity.

Although she shouldn’t be so surprised because most of their lovemaking had consisted of him pinning her wrists down with his hands, and it never bothered her. It turned her on even more.

She felt herself buck beneath his tongue and was so close to crossing the bridge of pure ecstasy. Breathing hurt her lungs, but the air was forced from her at the same time. She wanted more, so much more.

“Eli, please!” she cried out, wiggling in a frenzy. She needed him inside of her, deep inside her. Every one of her nerves was on edge. “Elijah!” she screamed.

She sucked in a startled breath as his mouth and fingers left her and were replaced by his long, thick shaft. She gripped the sash in her hands as her body racked with spasm after spasm.

He quickly untied her wrists and crushed her to his body, letting her hold onto him by wrapping her arms around his neck as he slammed into her.

Finally, he sent her over, crying out his name as he stiffened above her and released himself into her.

He leaned his forehead against hers as they shivered, coming down from the wave of passion between them.

As their breaths and heartbeats settled down, he stripped her completely bare and pulled her against the hard planes of his chest, his fingers rubbing tiny circles against her back.

“That was fantastic, Andie. Thank you for thinking of me when you bought the sexy nightie. You look beautiful in it,” Eli said.

“I’m glad you like it. I still can’t believe I got up the nerve to buy it.” She giggled.

“I’m happy you did, but that is something we need to discuss,” Eli responded.

Andie felt the mood change a bit.

“What did I tell you when I let you shop on your own today?”

And now she knew why. “I was supposed to stay with Levi.”

“And…,” he prompted.

“And in his sight. I’m sorry, Eli! It’ll never happen again, I promise!

“I appreciate the promise, baby. But do you know how I felt when I found Levi, but you were not with him? The fear I experienced when I thought someone may have grabbed you?”

“I was only right around the corner!”

“Were you in his sight? Could he see around the corner?”

She really didn’t want to answer this question. She knew she was sealing her fate, but she couldn’t lie. “No, sir. I’m sorry, Eli.” Her tears began to flow.

“I can’t let this go, baby. I wouldn’t be the man you need or the security you desire if I ignored this. Do you understand, Andie?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Let’s get this done,” Eli began as he sat up. Andie began to sit up as well, and Eli said, “Don’t go anywhere. You’re going to lie right here across my lap.”

Andie gasped as Eli positioned her. “I’m what?”

“I know this is new for you, Andie. Do you trust me? Do you know how much you mean to me? How much I love you? What it would do to me if something happened to you?

“This is a loving correction given to you by my heart and my desire to keep you safe. Rules are in place for a reason.

“I would never truly hurt you. You know that, right?” Eli explained, all the while rubbing his hand across her perfect bottom.

Now Andie was truly crying and feeling so much guilt for her actions. How could she have been so blind to his need to protect her and so callous regarding the way he would feel if she had been hurt?

“I know you love me, and I didn’t understand earlier, but I completely understand now, and I feel like a horrible person for scaring you so. I love you, Eli, and I’m ready. Will you hold me after?”

“Of course I will, baby!” And with that, he began spanking and lecturing.

“When I give you a rule or an instruction, it’s for your benefit and safety. I won’t ever tolerate you disregarding your safety. This will be the outcome every single time you do so.

“I don’t enjoy making you cry, but attending your funeral would be far worse.” He spanked and spanked, hoping to make a lasting impression.

Andie thought her butt was going to catch fire; it hurt so bad. But her heart was hurting so much worse. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I promise I won’t ever break your rules again! Eli, please, no more.”

And with that last plea, Andie collapsed in full surrender to Eli’s punishment.

Eli felt the moment she accepted her due, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He stopped spanking and rubbed gently, whispering words of love until Andie stopped crying.

He pulled her up in his lap, taking care her bottom was off the edge of his lap. She sniffled and hugged him tight.

He held her for a bit, then scooted down so they were both lying down, her head on his chest and their arms wrapped around each other.

She snuggled closer. “I love you, Eli.”

He wrapped her in his arms. “I love you, Andie.” He kissed her forehead, and they drifted off to sleep.