** Eli **
Eli caught her before she collapsed against the tiles. Straightening himself, he turned her around and crushed his lips onto hers.
There was no gentleness in the way he did it. The kiss was rough, his tongue diving hard into her mouth while his hand fisted her hair. He suckled and nibbled hungrily, greedily, devouring the sweet taste and scent of her to quench his thirst.
Her breaths were a series of staccato puffs as she panted into him. Tiny tremors were still pulsing through her, and when she draped her arms around his shoulders, hooking them behind his neck, her whole body felt boneless. She welcomed each and every one of his kisses and touches with languid, contented sighs, as if she had melted into a puddle, pulling him in and drowning him within her liquid warmth.
And then she wobbled a little on her feet, stumbling into him. His swollen hard-on poked right into her lower belly.
