** Eli **
As Harper's shuddering breaths filled the air around them, Eli came to an unfortunate realization — he was rock hard.
Which shouldn't really be surprising. He had just gotten a girl off on a kitchen counter. The girl was still coming down from her climax with her face buried in his shoulder, and his finger was still inside her, feeling all her residual tremors as they rippled through. He was a healthy, straight guy after all, so it should be quite understandable that all his instincts were screaming and burning with need.
But still, it was somehow affecting him more than it should. The feel of her soft skin and sensitive body, the sound of those whimpers and moans that echoed with so much natural seductiveness … It was somehow doing things to him that no one else had managed before.
