Snow Season [COMPLETE]

Chapter 25

After washing your hair and body with the fancy complementary soaps neatly lined up on the shelf, you get out of the shower. Elijah wraps a towel around his waist and grabs an apple from the complimentary fruit bowl on the coffee table.

He walks past you and you feel your knees getting weak. You stare at him and apparently a little too obvious.

"Like what you see?"

He flashes you a sexy wink and you just melt completely.

"Stupid hot."

He looks at you, sitting on the edge of the bath tub, wrapped in a dangerpusly low hanging fluffy white towel and whistles. "Right back atcha."

You take the apple from his mouth and take a bite.

"Hey, I was eating that."

"I'm hungry..."

"Then let's get dressed and go down for dinner."

"I'd rather go down for something else." You lick your bottom lip and tug it between your teeth while hooking your finger in his towel.

A deep growl escapes his lips and his eyes flare with heat. His growing wood is pressing against the towel. The outline of his cock slowly but surely growing more and more distinct.

You undo his towel and let it drop at his feet. He wraps his hand around the back of your neck and pulls you in for a devouring kiss. You're standing between his legs and feel his now raging hard cock pressing against you.

You slide down on your knees and get to work like it's your fucking job. His grip on the edge of the tub tightens and he hisses between his teeth at the feeling of his tip slamming against the back of your throat. You bob, stroke and suck with everything you've got.

"Fuck, you're gonna make me come so fast."

You look up while licking his shaft from base to tip and see him gritting his teeth. You hollow your cheecks and suck the life out of him. His thighs start tensing up and his groans get deeper. He's so close. Your lips and hand choke his dick a little more and you take him even deeper.

An unhinged roar rumbles through the bathroom. His hands tangle up in your hair as his hot juice spills in your mouth.

"Aaarrghhh goddamn, Hailee. God dammit, fuck!"

You let him slide through your plump lips a couple more times, slow and sensual, and finish with lapping up the last remains of his juice off his swollen tip.

You get up and place kisses up his abs, over his chest and finally on his lips. He slides his tongue in your mouth and kisses you dominantly. You wonder if he can taste himself. I surely can.

"Fuck, Hailee. Fuck. Me. That was insane."

You let out a happy moan. God, you love sucking his dick so damn much. Hearing the sounds he makes, feeling how he tenses up, watching him unravel. Knowing you're doing that to him makes you feel on top of the world.

You catch your breath and smile against his lips. "Let's get ready for actual dinner."

Flushed cheeks, puffy and glistening lips and crazy hair. You both laugh at your reflection in the mirror. He stands behind you and hugs you tight. He nuzzles the crook of your neck and inhales deep. "I love you so damn much."

"I love you, too. So damn much."

You throw on a flowy baby blue dress and Elijah a pair of blue jeans and a white fitted V-neck t-shirt. You let your hair loose and don't bother putting on any make up except for some mascara.