Page 84 of Tears of Gold

Chuckling, he pulls me close, not caring about the paint that smears across his thousand-pound suit. “The opposite actually. I’ve been offered a promotion to senior partner.”

“Even though you just took a client to court?”

“Apparently the press coverage has been profitable.”

“That’s fantastic! Congratulations.” I squidge myself closer to him. “I’m so proud of you.”

“Yeah, whatever, I haven’t decided yet.”

“Senior partner at twenty-nine? That’s amazing.”

He cuts my words off with a kiss, his fingers tangling in my hair. He tilts my face, holding me close with his grip on my hair. His body hardens against mine and the river of melting gold that runs through me when we are together liquifies, spreading across my limbs until they are heavy and hot. “I missed you.”

“I missed you, too.” I smile against his mouth. “Let me go and get washed up and we can have an early dinner.”

“Now.” It’s almost a growl. His fingers pull at the hem of my t-shirt, his palms skimming across the skin of my ribs, his thumbs running under the edge of my sports bra. He pulls them all off flinging them onto the wooden floorboards. His lips tease up my throat and I arch back for him, giving him access to my skin as he makes it tingle and rush with heat. “I want you all the time.” His teeth nip at my earlobe, sending shivers of delight through me.

“I want you.” I gasp as he sinks to his knees, pulling at my paint splattered tracksuit bottoms, peeling them away until I’m naked before him. His lips press into the soft area beneath my belly button before dipping lower, his tongue sliding firm and deft between my folds. Oh. Closing my eyes, I throw my head back and push my body towards his mouth, his tongue, his teeth. I want him everywhere. All over me, in me, filling me. My fingers run through his hair, guiding him closer, but his tongue isn’t enough. I want all of him. I pull him closer, my fingers on his belt, unsnapping the leather, pushing at his suit trousers and boxers.

“Make me scream, Eli.”

He leads us to the chaise longue, pushing my back onto the velvet. His knees spread my thighs, his fingers skimming through my heat and desire, opening me wide until he replaces his fingers with what I really want. He pushes in deep, his hips burrowing him so close I gasp and moan under him, writhing myself so he’s rubbing against my clit while filling me up.

“Fuck!” He throws back his head and sets up a rhythm I’m sure will drive me swiftly insane. And as he pushes, delves, falling onto the depths of everything that I am, all the darkness that surrounds my heart lifts and burns away with the heat of his sun.

With him I give everything.

I meet him, unafraid and free. A tingle of an orgasm builds, and I move harder and faster, my nails dragging along the skin of his back.

“Eli!”

His lips capture mine. “Scream my name.”

I do. It shatters through me, harder than glass hearts on marble floors. I shout his name into the golden bindings that hold us together, tying us with unbreakable tethers.

He follows me, plunging over the edge of desire, his arms hugging me close as his hips grind him into me one last time. His mouth falls to my neck, skimming kisses until they land on my mouth.

“Is that what senior partners do to their wives when they get home from work? I might like that.”

He sighs, collapsing into me. “I have no fucking clue, but I want to come home to that every day, sunshine.”

“What do you think?” Lifting my arm, I push my fingers gently against his cheek, so he turns to my canvas.

“Wow. Are you Monet now?”

“Hardly!” I snigger.

“Is it Charlotte?”

“I did it as a gift for Abi. I only got her underwear and a dress to say thank you for helping us move.”

“I don’t think Adam was complaining about the underwear.” Eli’s blues flash with wickedness.

“I do not want to know.” I shake my head in mock disgust. I have no doubt whatsoever I will hear all about it when I next speak to her.

“How was your day?” His face drops to a serious expression, all deep eyes and straight lips. “And why are we talking pre-nups now?”

“I spoke to my dad.” I shiver and not in the pleasurable way Eli created a few moments ago. “I want to make sure if anything happens to me, he can’t come near you or the kidney bean.”