Claiming Her Again

Elliot

The second she whispered yes again, something inside me snapped.

I crashed my lips against hers, pushing her back against the car as my hands roamed her body. I could feel her trembling under my touch, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps as she clung to my shirt.

I wanted her.

Here. Now.

I didn’t care that we were outside her building. The need to feel her, to claim her, was overpowering.

But then she broke the kiss, gasping, her pupils blown wide with desire. “Elliot...inside.”

That was all I needed.

I grabbed her hand and practically dragged her to the entrance, fumbling for the keys she hastily pulled from her purse. The second the door swung open, I kicked it shut behind us, spun her around, and pinned her against the wall.

Susan let out a small gasp, but her eyes gleamed with anticipation. I kissed her hungrily, my hands roaming beneath her dress, feeling the heat of her skin.

“God, I missed you,” I murmured against her lips, my voice husky.

She shivered. “Then show me.”

I didn’t hesitate.

I lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around my waist as I carried her to the bedroom. The second we hit the mattress, I hovered over her, taking a moment to drink in the sight beneath me...her flushed cheeks, swollen lips, and the undeniable hunger in her gaze.

I slid my fingers up her thigh, teasing the sensitive skin. She gasped, arching into me, her nails digging into my shoulders.

“Elliot, stop teasing,” she whined breathlessly.

I smirked. “Where’s the fun in that?”

She groaned in frustration, but I silenced her by trailing kisses down her neck, sucking gently on her pulse point before making my way lower.

Her dress was gone in seconds, leaving her exposed beneath me. I kissed every inch of her, my hands exploring every curve, memorizing the way her body reacted to my touch.

Her soft moans drove me insane. The way she writhed beneath me, the way she gasped my name like a plea...I was completely undone.

By the time I finally entered her, she was already on the edge, her body trembling with anticipation. I groaned at the tightness of her warm vagina, at the way she clenched around me so perfectly.

We moved together in sync, each thrust pulling us closer to the brink. Her nails raked down my back, her cries of pleasure sending me into a frenzy.

I whispered her name like a prayer, kissing her deeply as we both reached our peak together, our bodies shattering in perfect unison.

As we collapsed against each other, breathless and completely spent, I wrapped my arms tightly around her, not wanting to let go.

She traced lazy circles on my chest, her breathing still uneven. “That was…”

I smirked. “Amazing?”

She laughed softly. “Yeah.”

I tilted her chin up, forcing her to look at me. “And now, you’re mine. Forever.”

She bit her lip, her eyes shining. “I already said yes, didn’t I?”

I grinned, pulling her in for another deep, lingering kiss.

This was just the beginning.

As we lay tangled in each other’s arms, our breaths still heavy from the intensity of what we had just shared, I brushed a strand of hair from Susan’s flushed face. Her lips were swollen from our kisses, her body still molded perfectly against mine. I could never get enough of her.

I kissed the top of her head and whispered, “So… when do you want the wedding to happen?”

She stiffened slightly against me, her fingers pausing their lazy tracing on my chest. Slowly, she lifted her gaze to mine, her expression unreadable.

“The wedding?” she repeated, almost as if she was trying to process the words.

I smirked. “Yes, sweetheart. You said yes, remember?” I leaned in, brushing my lips over hers. “Or do you want to take it back?”

She sighed, shaking her head with a soft laugh. “No, I don’t. I just… I haven’t thought about the details yet.”

I propped myself up on my elbow, watching her carefully. “Well, let’s think about it now. Do you want something small and private? Or something grand?”

She bit her lip, looking adorably lost in thought. “I don’t know,” she admitted. “I never really pictured myself planning a wedding. And definitely not this fast.”

I traced my fingers along her bare shoulder. “We don’t have to rush, but I also don’t want to wait too long. I’ve lost you once, Susan. I won’t risk it happening again.”

Her eyes softened at my words, and she reached up to cup my face. “Elliot, I’m not going anywhere.”

“Then marry me soon,” I murmured against her palm.

She smiled. “How soon are we talking?”

I grinned, pulling her even closer. “Next week?”

She gasped. “Elliot!”

I chuckled, pressing kisses along her jawline. “Okay, fine. A month?”

She groaned playfully, rolling onto her back as she stared at the ceiling. “I can’t believe you’re trying to schedule our wedding right after we just had...” She cut herself off, blushing.

I hovered over her, capturing her lips in another deep kiss. “Had the best night of our lives?”

She playfully pushed me away. “You’re really impossible.”

“But you love me,” I countered smugly.

She rolled her eyes. “Fortunately.”

I laughed, grabbing her hands and lacing our fingers together. “Seriously, though. A month? Two months? Just give me a timeline, sweetheart.”

She sighed dramatically but then gave me a small, thoughtful smile. “Three months,” she finally said. “That should give us enough time to plan.”

I kissed her knuckles, grinning. “Three months it is.”

She shook her head with amusement. “You really can’t wait to make me your wife, can you?”

I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear. “Not even for a second.”