When I got up to pee, I almost tripped over him. “I thought he was dead.” He sleeps on his back, legs spread, arms above his head like a goddamn starfish.
“He is weird, right?” she asks in dazed wonder.
“Yeah.” Also silly, and perfect for Sapphire.
She pulls the comforter around her neck, then sits up and perches herself on my lap, looking out to where the ocean meets the horizon. “You’re so lucky, Elijah.”
My parents have only ever called me Elijah; everyone calls me Eli, and I never liked my full name before. But the way Sapphire says it, like she’s breathing my name out of her mouth, her pronunciation of the last three letters, the “jah,” she makes it sound soft and sexy. I want to hear her say it always.
Sapphire rises from my knee, leaving me missing her already. She strolls to the edge of the balcony and leans on the glass. “What a view.” She sighs, talking to herself more than me, the comforter dropping from her shoulders, draping low, exposing the bare skin of her back all the way down to the bottom of her spine.
“It’s a great view.” I’m not referring to the ocean or the sunrise. It’s all her.
As if she gets my meaning, she glances back at me over her shoulder, a slow, teasing smile playing on her lips. “Do you like what you see, Elijah?”
Fuck. Using the sweet tone of hers to say my name already has my dick half erect and ready to go again.
She’s an addiction I can’t live without.
Her eyes linger on me, a hint of mischief there.
In a soft whisper of invitation, she lowers the comforter further, her perfect ass—another part of her I’m obsessed with—peeking out until she sheds it completely, letting it pool around her feet.
Fully naked, her curves silhouette around the sunshine, highlighting every sinful curve and inch of skin I kissed and licked last night and want to do all over again.
“Touch yourself, baby,” I instruct, sitting back in my chair, lifting my ass to remove my boxers.
Her hand moves from the railing to between her legs, tilting her head to the side and moaning when her fingers touch her clit.
“Spread your legs for me, let me see.” As obedient as always, something I didn’t think she would be as she’s usually so argumentative and talkative, she does it without question, widening her legs, arching her back, and wiggling her butt at me, her fingers rubbing her clit in the way she likes.
Those soft sighs of hers have my cock throbbing with the need to be inside of her again.
Unable to peel my eyes away, I watch as she moves her fingers, pleasuring herself, and I wrap my hand around my hard cock, running my thumb around my head to coat my shaft and wet it, preparing to fuck my hand.
Her eyes flick over her shoulder, that smirk of hers tempting me to dart over there, push her to her knees and stuff her mouth full of my cock.
She knows what she’s doing.
“Fill that pretty pussy with your fingers for me, Sapphire.” I drag my hand up and down my shaft, my cock aching, my slit leaking with precum.
This woman has me shook.
Sapphire inserts one finger into her pussy, then another, my hand moving up and down my cock in time with her in and out motion.
She’s so fucking wet for me, her fingers shiny with her juices, almost all the way up to her knuckle.
“Elijah.” My name falls from her pretty lips as her fingers move in and out of her body, her palm rubbing her clit in tight circles.
“You look beautiful like that, baby,” I tell her, the sun shining on her making her look like she’s glowing.
A fucking angel.
My angel.
Mine.
She stalls for a heartbeat, her eyes never leaving my cock, watching as I jerk myself much faster now, licking her lips like she wishes it was her mouth around my dick.