Twelve Steps to Love

9 | tear-filled laughter

I left Lexi in my room to go greet Eli and Dev, but once I told Dev where Lexi was he took off without a second glance.

It's been an hour since then and all I can hope is that they're not breaking in my bed. Eli and I have been mingling with the guests at the BBQ, but I think the both of us are dying to sneak away for a bit.

I had excused myself to the bathroom but before I could close the door Eli pushed his way through and locked the door behind him. I honestly can't say I'm surprised that he followed me, and though I'm a little turned on by the look he's giving me I mostly just need to pee.

"Eli?" I asked in a teasing manner as locked the door and turned to me with a look heavily coated with desire. "What are you doing?"

"I can't keep listening to you speak Spanish like that, Camila." He huskily murmurs as he takes predatory steps towards me. "I have no idea what you were talking about, you could have been talking about your Abuela's ass and it would have sounded sexy as hell." He continued until he was right in front of me, gripping my hips and smashing our bodies together so that we are one.

"Hey, my Abuela has a fine ass." I teasingly defend as I link my arms around his neck.

"Wow, you really have nailed dirty talk haven't you?" He teases as he plays with a strand of my hair and allows his eyes to light up in amusement.

"Hmm, I'm sorry let me try again." I say in a sickly sweet voice as I raise onto my toes so that I'm level with his ears. I take a moment to appreciate the effect I seem to have on him. His hands are clenched tight on my waist, his adams apple is bobbing as he harshly swallows and his jaw is tight, making it look that much sharper and that much sexier.

"Tú no sabes, Elijah, lo que quiero hacerte. Pero antes de que eso pueda suceder, permítanme decir una cosa." I whisper as I have to keep myself strong and not give into my urges. (You do not know, Elijah, what I want to do to you. But before that can happen let me just say one thing.)

"Tengo que orinar." I whisper as seductively as I can, which in my mind is a failure because I can barely keep myself from laughing. (I have to pee.)

I last about two seconds, listening to his harsh breaths before I give into the laughter. Eli seems incredibly confused which fuels the fire to the point that I'm in tears. I can barely breathe and that's when he finally snaps.

"What the fuck? Why are you laughing?" Eli confusedly snaps, half angry and half lost.

"I'm sorry." I laugh, trying to calm myself down which proves to be difficult. "If you knew what I said you would not be nearly as turned on as you are right now." I giggle, looking at the once increasing tent in his pants.

"What did you say?" He growls out, not looking at all amused anymore. I can't help but release another giggle causing Eli to lose his remaining patience and back me into the wall in an aggressive, yet sexy way.

"What did you say, baby?" Eli repeats, causing a smile to bloom on my face from the endearment.

"I said," I begin, trailing my hands across his jaw and into his hair. "'You do not know, Elijah, what I want to do to you. But before that can happen let me just say one thing.'" Before I continue I hop onto my toes to whisper into his ear as I watch him get worked up all over again.

"'I have to pee.'"

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ELIJAH POV (Surprise!! Enjoy ;)))

I wish I could say that Camila's confession of her having to pee turned me off, it did some, but not to the extent that it should have.

What I did love seeing was her laugh so much, even if it was at her own joke. I have to admit it was funny, even if I'm not seeing the humour in it right now.

I wasn't lying when I said anything Camila said in Spanish was sexy, even if she was telling me she had to pee. And I'm not saying that from a pussy whipped perspective, but from a mans perspective. Or maybe both.

I let myself bathe in her laughter for a little longer before I decided to take back control, because she wasn't getting us anywhere.

"You're cute, baby." I murmur out as I lightly trace her arms with my fingers, effectively stopping her laughter. My Camila is both an adorable little thing and a sexy little vixen, and I can tell the vixen is about to emerge.

"Cute?" She breathes in question, knowing that she can be a hell of a lot more than cute.

"Sometimes." I smirk, loving watching the effect I have on her. Her crop tops and short leave little to the imagination, and every time she breathes her chest becomes that much closer to me, maintaining the hard on I have growing.

"What about the rest of the time?" She asks in that incredibly seductive voice of hers, weakening my already limited restraint and causing me to sneak a quick peek to her lips and trailing more along her jaw and down her neck while I sneak words in between.

"You're sexy as hell, a little vixen." I whisper as I decide I've had enough of these games and finally kiss her lips the way I seem to always crave to. I devour her in every way I possibly can through this kiss as I guide her to jump up and wrap her sexy legs around my waist.

I place her on the counter as she tugs on my hair, making me release a primal growl of pure desire. I pull her crotch closer to mine to gain friction in the place I need it most.

She releases a moan that has the power to bring any man to his knee's, which pushes me further into our state of trance. I had just begun feeling her chest as she trailed her fingers lower down my abs when there was an aggressive knock at the door.

"¡Líbrate de mi primo Elijah!" Enrique growls while he pounds on the door, and I can tell by Camila's smile and eye roll that it's not something I need to know Spanish to understand. (Get the fuck off of my cousin Elijah!).

"Fuck me." I hiss as I try to breath some of the tension out of this room. It has been building up more and more between Camila and I, and I'm not sure how much longer we can keep this up.

I look to Camila to see she's trying to compose herself as well, bringing a genuine smile to my face because I love to see how flustered we can make each other.

"You know, I still have to pee." Camila admits, bringing laughter out of both of us and lowering the level of sexual tension between us to a more bearable level, which still isn't very much.