Chapter 15

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Candice kissed Elias passionately as she ran her hands slowly through his hair. They were Candice's house, currently on Candice's bed. It was Wednesday, the day which her parents were out and so was her brother.

The day was lingering on the back of each of their minds during the week and it was finally here. Elias had come bearing food and drinks, startled when that was quickly disregarded as it ended up on the coffee table and they ended up in Candice's bedroom with her lips on his.

Candice slowly travels her hands under his shirt a bit, feeling his tense and tight muscles beneath her soft hands.  Elias moved his lips against hers in a sensual motion as he retreats just a bit from her wandering hands.

Candice's eyebrows furrow as she pulls away. Missing the loss of contact, Elias' lips follow hers longingly. Candice smiles at the action, acknowledging how his lips were still puckered and his eyes were still closed. 

Leaning back in to kiss him, Candice allows her soft palms to wander across his clothed-chest before trickling her fingers beneath the material once again.

When Elias grabs her wrist to stop the action, she pulls away shortly again, "Stop doing that," She murmurs before moving back in.

It was Elias' turn to pull away and it was now Candice's lips who raced after his own from the loss of the kiss.

"You don't listen to anything anyone tells you, do you?" His face was teasing as he tried to control a grunt from how her fingers were still running through his hair.

Candice looks down at him adoringly from her place on his lap. Her hair was splayed all over her face, lips swollen red from their constant making out. It was his grabby hands that styled her hair in this way, and it was his soft and plump lips that blossomed Candice's own. It was a sight that was beautiful to Elias.

"Well," Candice starts. She grabs his hands at the wrist and pushes him against her bed to lie down softly and slowly. She goes closer to him, her hair framing his face.  Hovering over his lips, and teasing the living daylights out of him, Elias grows frustrated at her lack of compliance and surges — quite literally surges — his hips onto her, trying to feel any contact; any friction at all from her. 

Candice gasps in surprise at the action, feeling a slight tingle between her legs. Remembering the question that was yet still unanswered, she continued in between breaths, "I—I like to think that I can be very obedient when I want to be."

As Candice releases Elias' wrists and traces her fingers over his face, he hums in response, grabbing onto her waist and fisting his fingers, "Is that so?"

She was now fully straddling him and it felt heavenly on his end.

His voice sounded like melted hot chocolate— smooth, velvety, and just so dark.

Candice nods at his question, "In fact," She slowly removes her fingers from his face and travels her hands lower on his stomach, to where Elias had pretty much deemed uncharted territory. She adjusts her butt lower on Elias' thighs the further she moved downward as her fingers make a torturingly slow trail down Elias' torso.

Elias' breathing increased as she went along. Candice watched through her eyelashes and her curtain of hair as his nose flared in an effort to inhale air more drastically.

Elias cranes his neck to watch Candice's actions more attentively; teasing, torturingly, his head drops back down on the pillow as she stops on his stomach — his rock, hard stomach.

"As I was saying—" She began. "In fact, I'll obey anything you want me to do as of now," Her lips curve into a cunning smile.

Elias' breathing levels just a bit, "What I want you to do..." His words trailed off as he looked at her above him. He would probably kick himself in the ass for it later, but her hands her just so soft, so gentle. He didn't know where her wandering hands would lead to and he didn't want to know. Would he able to control himself? "...is listen to what I said before and stop that," He grits out. He swipes his hand over his face and continued, "—if you know what is good for you."

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