Strawberry Angel

Chapter 23

IMARA'S POV

As always music ⬆️

Gosh Elijah...he's perfect. He's just so masculine and sexy. The way he drives and puts one hand on the wheel while the other on my thigh gives me butterflies, the way his hand slides around butt every time we leave or enter just makes me wanna scream and oh my gosh, the way he kisses and takes full control over my body-in front of people, is just...I need to breath.

Elijah looks so handsome today in his suit, the chain he wears, his watch, his hair that's nicely styled and his voice are just perfect.

We're in the car now and we're driving towards his hotel house. I told him it was okay to go to mine but he insisted on his. I slowly rub my thighs together because ever since inside the restaurant when Elijah pulled his stunt I've been feeling achy-that's not normal right? I just..I need some sort of release and oh my-it's killing me.

I feel on edge and just like screaming but I'm not getting...I don't know what the word for it is or what's even happening to me but it aches. I need Elijah to... ahhhh what am I thinking- I can't think about things like that, I've never-

We arrive in front of a large silver gate and it slowly opens as we park in front of it. Past the gate leads into a huge empty driveway and even further is huge black house. It's almost rectangular shaped with another level of floor shaped like a square. The wall are windows but very very tinted. You can't even see through them even if you put your face right against it and blocked the sides with your hands.

We park right in front of the huge doors and Elijah immediately takes my hand as we get out and walk over to the entrance. He opens the doors and inside reveals very minimalistic furniture, but not to minimalistic that it looks like it's just used for showing and not living. Elijah locks the door right after I'm inside, sets the alarm and does something else I don't know. From the inside the windows are see through.

Cool

He reattaches his hand to mine and leads me up the pitch matte black stairs and clear railing up to his room. It's also very simple with a bed in the middle a nightstand on one side and lamp on the other. His closets is huge and so is the bathroom.

"Wow Elijah, your hotel house is..cool"

He chuckles and it emphasizes how deep and rich is voice really is.

The achy feeling is starting to intensify.

"Luca got it. He chose it and I just payed for it."

"Oh"

"Let's watch a movie." He says

"O.okay"

He takes off his coat and it reveals his dressing shirt that should hide his perfect body but doesn't. You can clearly see the way his abs flex and the way his chest is defined down to the very last detail. His arms look chiseled and I can see the tattoos marking his toned arms. God he's so..

I take a deep breath and start rubbing harder.

Holy...

I slip off my high heels and jump onto his bed. It's comfy and slowly it feels like a cloud. Of course the sheets are black as is everything but I don't mind. Elijah also slips off his shoes as he chuckles and comes closer to the bed. Once we're settled with me on his chest and my head right under his jaw with our legs over each other he turns on the tv and puts Netflix.

"Anything specific you want to watch?"

"Umm..n.no"

Asking Elijah to touch me-can't believe I'm thinking this- would be to embarrassing, but also just starting to kiss him would be to.