Sapphire (Steele Investigations) (13 page)

“Fuck. You taste like Heaven” 

“Please, Elliott. Please”  

“What do you want Baby?”

“Um..I want..please…again” I stutter

“Tell me what you want,” he says with humor in his tone
as he blows on my core again

“Oh..God..please.  Elliott”

“Tell me.”

“I want…”

“What, baby?”

“Shit… Elliott…I want you to lick my pussy till I come. 
Oh shit.  I want to come, please lick me, lick my clit…lick me everywhere.” I
snap

“As you wish,” He grins a shit-eating grin at me and then
proceeds to eat my pussy like a starving man.  He doesn’t let up until I’ve
come three times and I beg him to take me, otherwise I fear he would have kept
eating me, and while I enjoyed it, I needed more.

He surprises me by flipping me over and ordering me to
get on all fours on the bed.  I do as I’m told, curious, excited and slightly
apprehensive because we haven’t had sex this way before.  I feel him move in
between my legs behind me. He massages the globes of my ass before moving his
hands up my back, stopping between my shoulder blades and putting pressure
there so I am forced to lower my arms.  Now my breasts as on the bed and my
arms are extended out in front of me and my ass is sticking up in the air.  He
runs his hands back down the ribcage and grabs my hip with one hand.  He uses
the other hand to position his cock at my entrance, then holding both my hips
with his hands he thrusts deep inside me in one movement.  Planting himself to
the root.  I scream out as pleasure shoots through my veins.  He begins to
thrust slow and steady, teasing me until I’m forced to beg again, “Please,
Elliott.” 

“What do you want baby?”

Learning my lesson from last time, I decide to just ask
for what I want immediately

“Please take me hard and fast….Please!” I moan as he
continues to thrust slow and steady

“I’d do anything for you, Rainy.  Anything,” he pants out

Then he starts to thrust hard and fast.  The room is
filled with the sounds of our flesh slapping together, his grunts and my very
loud moans.  He reaches around and rubs my clit vigorously and I explode,
clenching around him tightly I scream ‘Elliott’.  He keeps pumping into me,
unrelenting.  I grip the bed sheets and push myself back to meet him in
thrusts.  I don’t think I can come again but I feel myself building and I know
it’s going to huge. The friction of the blankets rubbing on my nipples and my
sensitized nerve endings are making my body hum.  He reaches around and pinches
my clit. Hard.  I scream so loud as I come, my voice goes hoarse at the end. 
My inner walls clench tight as I draw him deeper inside me, milking him so hard
he suddenly erupts.  “Rainy. Fuuuuck’ he roars as he spills his seed deep
inside me, his cock twitching as it empties.  Completely sated, we fall asleep
still connected.

I hear the shower turn off and it pulls me from my
thoughts.  Thoughts that have me hot and bothered.  I brush my hand down my
naked body, over my nipple and my pussy tingles slightly.  I close my eyes and
roll my nipple between my thumb and forefinger, and gasp as jolts of pleasure
shoot through my body.  I slide my other hand lower, over my stomach, down to
my core.  I slip one finger inside my heat and spread the moisture up over my
clitoris, circling it as I continue to roll my nipple.  I begin to rub my clit
faster and use my other hand to thrust two fingers in and out of myself.  I can
feel it building as more and more moisture coats my fingers.  I feel the bed
move and I immediately stop what I’m doing and snap my legs shut.
Oh God.
I’m
beyond mortified.  My face is burning in shame.  I feel like I’ve committed the
worst sin known to man.

I open my eyes slowly, humiliated, and find Elliott standing
by the edge of the bed, stroking his hard length.  “Don’t stop,” he says
hoarsely.  He pumps his cock in his fist harder and faster, “Please, Rainy. 
Keep going,” he pants out.  I’m mesmerized, watching him please himself.  My
mouth goes dry.  It looks so sinfully hot, I could come just from watching it. 
It feels naughty and erotic and totally hot!  While watching him my hands make
their own way back towards my pussy and I moan as I slowly thrust my fingers
back inside, my other hand rubbing clit in lazy circles.  His eyes are glued to
pussy, watching my fingers thrust and rub.  My eyes are on his hand, pumping
away at his gorgeous cock.  I feel my pussy tightening around my fingers and I
know my release is coming.  Suddenly he yells, “Rainy” as he spurts out cum,
coating my hands and pussy.  The sight of it tips me over the edge and I
convulse on the bed, shuddering around my fingers as I fall apart.

“Wow,” I murmur when I come back to Earth.  Elliott has
retrieved a warm wash cloth and is cleaning me up.

“That was
the
sexiest fucking thing I have ever
seen.  Fuck baby.  Fuck” he shakes his head and looks at me, his sapphire eyes
full of adoration.  He tosses the wash cloth in the direction of the bathroom
and lays done beside me, pulling me onto my side so we’re laying facing each
other.

“You alright?”

“Yeah,” I breathe

He strokes me cheeks and runs a thumb across my lip. “Got
something for you”

“Oh?”

“You want it?” He teases

“Depends what ‘it’ is,” I playfully tease back.

 He reaches over behind me to the nightstand and I can hear
him opening and closing the draw.  Then he lays a small square wrapped box on
the bed between us.  I stare at it, my heart fluttering in my chest, warmth
filling my belly and tears starting to prick my eyes.  He lifts my chin up so
my eyes are level with his.  They are the brightest sapphire I’ve ever seen. 
There’s something burning in their depths that I can’t identify.  “Happy Birthday,”
he whispers and then he kisses me.  Soft, slow, deep and passionate, he kisses
me like he’s been stranded in the dessert for a month and I’m the first drink
he’s had.  I devour him like a starving woman.  Taking all he’s giving, and
giving him back just as much.

He breaks away and we’re both slightly breathless.

“Open it,” he says as he nods towards the gift.

It’s beautifully wrapped in white paper with a turquoise
ribbon and bow.  I carefully undo the bow and slide my finger under the join in
the paper.  I find a white leather box, so I open the lid and inside is a
gorgeous white gold and diamond tennis bracelet.  It’s exquisite.

“Oh Elliott,” I gush, totally overwhelmed, “It’s stunning. 
Thank you. So much.” I lean over and kiss him lightly on the lips.  “Can you
put it on for me?” I ask excitedly

He gives me an indulgent grin and says sincerely, “Anything
for you.”

Wow.  That felt nice. Wow.
I feel warm all over. 
Happy.  Safe.  Content. 
He
makes me feel that way.  And I love him.  No,
I’ve always loved him.  Now I know I’m
in love
with him.

The next few weeks pass in a blur as I study hard for finals.
 Kami and I arrange a meeting with Smart Design, the Logo and Marketing Company
- to discuss designs for our store.  We also visit the location frequently,
firstly because we’re so excited, secondly because we want everything to be
absolute perfect and we want to have maximum use of the space and thirdly
because we are so
freaking
excited.  We had a brief meeting with a
respected builder to draw up plans for the interior, and we also had a
consultation with Milan, who is a fabulously, out to there, gay interior
designer.  He had some fantastic ideas and both Kami and I fell in love with him
on first sight.  Not only does he wear freaking awesome clothes and shoes to
die for, he’s also smoking hot, hilariously funny and so far over the top I
think he lives in his own universe.  Things are going smoothly, however we
decided to graduate first and then go for Gusto with the store.  We don’t want
to be worrying about all things ‘Reno-related’ when we should be studying.

I work with Ruby in the shop three afternoons a week.  We
get along great and I love the experience I’m getting.  The first time I worked
in the shop was three days after I first walked in there.  I walked in as Ruby
was walking out.  “No better way to learn than to throw you in the deep end,”
she’d chuckled as she waltzed out the door.  It was fine for the first twenty
minutes or so, just a few customers came in to browse and I made a few sales. 
Then a bus load of senior citizens pulled up and I was run off my feet for the
next hour as I served them, answered questions and did my best not to die of
embarrassment when they took it upon themselves to intently peruse every item
in the ‘sex room’….and I mean
every item.
  Then of course they had
questions.  What do you do with this?  How do I use this?  What sort of
batteries does this take?  Where exactly does this ‘tickler’ tickle?  Those
were just some of the questions.  I swear to God I have never been more
embarrassed in my life.  Ruby arrived back at the shop a couple hours after she
had left and thought it was
the
funniest thing ever, when I recounted my
day.

   We have also been out a couple of times with the girls. 
Ruby tagged along and got on great with Kami and the others.  Once we went for
dinner and drinks for Shauna and Steph’s birthday, another time it was because
Marcy got an A- in a class she was sure she was going to fail.  Both times we
ended up at Deuce to dance the night away, both times Elliott was coming, then
something came up at work and he met me at the end of the night and took me to
his place (his is closer to Deuce) where we had drunken sex, well, it was drunken
sex for me anyways.  We have spent all but a few nights together, he usually
comes to mine when he finishes work, or he asks me to meet him at his.  Things
are going smoothly and everything seems to be settling down.  The sex is
brilliant and he’s always attentive to my needs, in the bedroom and out, he
makes me feel safe and protected, happy and content and I’m enjoying the way
things are going.  Well, that was up until these last few days.  Elliott has
seemed distracted and wound more tight than usually lately.  I have tried to
ask him about a number of times but he usually shuts me down before I can
finish my sentence, or he begins kissing me, then he touches me, then he shags
me and I forget what I was asking him about in the first place.  It feels like
he is distancing himself from me, pulling away subtly.  I’m not sure why and
like I said, he shuts me down or shags me every time I try to get to the heart
of it.

I have also been thinking a lot about my inheritance and the
letter that is held in the safety deposit box.  When my Mother first gave me
that letter, I knew immediately that I would be reading it.  However, the more
I think about it, the more I decide that I don’t want to read it at the
moment.  It will always be there, waiting.  Once life settles and Kami and I
open our shop and become super successful boutique owner/operators, maybe then,
I can open that deposit box.  Truth be told, at this point in time, I’m just
not emotionally strong enough to handle whatever is in that letter.

So now is now and I am waiting on Kami to finish getting
ready because today is our Graduation day.    When we get to the Auditorium we
are meeting Harley, Mom, Michael, Elliott, Travis, Judy, Grant (Kami’s Dad),
Gillian and Tom (Kami’s grandparents from her Mom’s side), Karen and Mark
(Kami’s Dad’s parents), Gran (my Mom’s Mom) and Kami’s Gramma Maude who we just
adore.  She is the sweetest little old lady you’ve ever met.  She’s also
classy, sharp as a tack despite being eighty seven, she’s polite, the wisest
person I know and softly spoken but she can also strike like snake if you get
on the wrong side of her.  She also really funny and we love her to bits.  I
remember one summer, Kami had told her about a girl at school who was picking
on us.  We were around fourteen and this girl had been relentless in her ways
for maybe a month by the time Kami mentioned it to Gramma Maude.  She listened
as Kami explained (I added tid-bits here and there where needed) then she
imparted her words of wisdom, “Girls, people who put others down are only
trying to boost themselves up.  They do it because they are jealous, they do it
because they are unhappy with their own lives and are too miserable to change
their ways to improve their future and they do it because in their mind, they
feel below you and they want to be above you.  And people like that need to be
above
other people.  Maybe it’s that they’ve felt
below
other people all
their lives, maybe it’s ‘cause they venomous, maybe it’s just
cause. 
But,
girls, you listen to me when I tell you, you don’t let girls like that wear you
down.  If she wears you down, she’s above you, she’s won and she’ll find
someone else to bring down.  You don’t let her win.  And you don’t ever allow
yourself to feel above
or
below anyone.  We’re all the same.  Not any
one person better than another.  You do what you do, you keep doing it.  She’ll
get bored, she sees nothing she’s doing is bring you down and she can’t get
above you.”  Then she stood, kissed both our foreheads and left the room. 
Told
you she was wise.

We’re meeting up with everyone after the ceremony to have a
celebratory dinner and drinks so I have on under my gown, a pretty little deep
purple satin and lace dress that comes to the knee and has capped sleeves.  I
paired the dress with a pair of black pumps that have tiny diamantes on the
heel.  My hair is pulled into chignon and I’ve put on a touch of bronzer (just
to give me that glow), mascara and lip gloss.  My cap is in my hands ready to
be placed on my head.   I’m done.  I’m ready.  And I’m waiting…for Kami. 
“C’mon Kam.  We’re going to be late for our damn Grad if you don’t move that
ass.”