Forbidden Serenade

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Elijah strolled with easy confidence toward me. A smirk tugged up one corner of his lips, causing a dimple to pierce his cheek. "You made it."

His enthusiasm was contagious. That and I was as giddy as a teenager in love seeing him. I threw my arms out. "I did."

Approaching me, his hand wrapped around my waist and to my butt like he owned it. He pulled me against him in one easy and assured movement. His lips lowered to give me a long kiss. My body reacted like a long-waiting virgin on her wedding night. Fireworks exploded within me and desire pooled between my legs. My body pressed against his, begging for relief.

Lifting his lips from mine, his deep blue eyes searched my face. He smiled, and it was brighter than the sun shining above us. "You look amazing." His eyes narrowed. "Did you pierce your nose?"

A light laugh escaped my lips. "Yeah. I had a moment of insanity. Actually, I didn't. Not really. I always wanted it pierced but, you know, it's not very mom of me to do." I bit my lip after my goofy ramble.

"I like it." Movement behind me caught Elijah's eyes. Taking a step back, he moved around me. "I'll get that."

Turning around, I watched Elijah accept my luggage from the driver. Giving him a nod, he turned back to me.

"Come on. I'll show you around."

Following behind him, Elijah led me up the stairs and into the beach bungalow. Inside, natural light flowed in through the massive number of windows. Straight ahead through the windows and glass doors was a gorgeous view of a white sand beach and the ocean. I stared at it as though in a trance.

"It's a private beach," Elijah said beside me. "They landscaped this whole place to ensure complete privacy. It's pretty amazing what they were able to accomplish. It feels very secluded here."

All alone with Elijah felt like a dream. In front of the windows sat two oversized sofas and three recliners. A big screen television hung on the wall.

Elijah pointed to a hallway to our right. "There are a couple of spare bedrooms and bathrooms that way." He swung around and headed in the opposite direction. "The master is this way."

Following on his heels, we passed the massive gourmet kitchen which sat across from the living room in the open floor plan. Heading down a short hallway, he opened double doors and moved aside to let me enter.

My eyes widened as I stepped slowly into the expansive room. A grand bed dominated the space, adorned with a polished wood headboard. To one side, doorways stood open to a walk-in closet and a private bathroom. Floor-to-ceiling windows on the opposite side bathed the room in natural light. A door stood poised in the center, leading out to a charming deck. Four chairs sat outside, along with a table.

Stepping toward the windows, I soaked in the beautiful view of the ocean. "It would be amazing to drink morning coffee out there."

Setting my bags down, Elijah approached from behind. His arms wrapped around me as he peppered my neck with kisses. "Naked, of course. Can't waste the privacy."

I turned in his arms to face him. Lifting my face to his, a desire burned and darkened his blue eyes. I knew we would have plenty of sex, but I didn't expect it to start the minute I arrived.

His lips lowered to mine once more and captured them in a heated kiss. His tongue entered my willing mouth. My hands shot around his neck while his wrapped around my waist, pulling me against him and his growing erection I could already feel.

Our kiss continued, our tongues dueling, as he turned me and walked me backward to the bed. Falling backward atop it, he climbed above me. His kisses drifted downward as he removed my shirt and bra in an effortless fashion. Taking one nipple in his mouth, he gently cupped and then pinched the other. A moan escaped my lips as he switched sides before trailing downwards. He removed my pants and panties, his kisses trailing lower, until they met the sensitive spot between my legs.