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Chapter 4

I looked at Eli's serious face and couldn't help but laugh. "Now you want to talk?"

His eyes narrowed. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"It's just that before when were downstairs and you were all, 'Let's have a threesome,' you didn't seem to want to hear what I had to say or Adam and certainly when you were stripping my clothes off in front of our best friend you didn't have anything to say, but now that we're alone, all of a sudden, talking is the best option."

Eli looked at me as if he were frightened by my outburst. He handed me my shirt and I pulled it over my head. He wrapped his arms around me and I felt my heartbeat slow down to match his. "This is why I want to talk. I want to make sure you're okay, that we're okay."

"I'm okay," I whispered.

He pulled back a little so we could see each other's faces. "And in fairness, I asked you if it was okay to take every step, just like I did when we crossed those milestones together."

"I know, Eli. I appreciated that."

We were quiet for a few minutes, collecting our thoughts, but Eli broke the silence. "I feel like such an ass."

"Eli," I tried to interrupt, but he kept going, letting me go and clenching his fists in front of him.

"I got you drunk and I convinced you to have a threesome because I'm crazy and you're my sweet, innocent Clare, and I'm such an asshole that everything I do just corrupts you."

My heart broke at the expression on his face. "Eli. Listen to me for a minute." He lay down on the bed, and I sat cross legged next to him, leaning over so he could see my face. "I'm not drunk. I had two glasses of champagne and I'm not even sure I could be classified as mildly tipsy. I knew exactly what I was doing. If I were actually drunk, you never would have let me do this, just like you turned me down when I was upset about my parents and asked you to sleep with me."

"That's true," he admitted.

"And I know you think I'm so innocent, but Eli, we've been dating for a year. I'm not the scared little girl who freaked out when K.C. tried to touch my breasts through my shirt." Eli cringed and I laughed. "I know we've been taking things slowly but I love you, and I trust you, and I have lots of thoughts and feelings that are sexual in nature." My voice dropped to a whisper when I said sexual. Ugh. I couldn't believe I could do all of the things I did tonight and not be able to say that word. "You're not corrupting me. You're sharing experiences with me. You've never asked me to do anything I didn't want."

Eli looked visibly relieved, but it only lasted a moment. "I'm not sure why you wanted to do this though."

I wasn't sure I could answer that question. "Well, why did you want to?"

He smirked for a moment and I was relieved to see that my normal Eli was back. "When I saw you kiss Adam, I was pretty shocked. But I was also a little turned on to see you take charge like that. I know I was busting on you all night that you need to be adventurous, and when I first thought about it, it was mostly as a joke."

He looked across the room and wouldn't meet my gaze. "But I have to admit that seeing the look on your faces when you kissed him, a little part of me was worried that you'd want to keep kissing him, and not me. So I suggested the threesome to make sure that if you were going to be with him, you'd also be with me."

"Oh, Eli," I said, throwing myself into his arms. His shirt was still off and I pressed my cheek into his chest. "I only want to be with you."

"So why did you agree to it?"

I bit my lip. "I thought you were upset that I didn't want to." His face fell, and I quickly added. "At first, at least. But the more I thought about it, the more curious I was about what it would be like. I kind of thought it wouldn't get as far as it did when I asked Adam if he wanted to try it."

"Do you know why Adam…?" Eli's voice trailed off, almost as if he was sure he didn't want to know the answer.

I nodded. "He was feeling lonely." Eli didn't look convinced. "Eli, trust me. He even said he didn't have feelings for me. I think he just wanted to feel a connection with someone, and since it was New Years and he had a little bit to drink, he took a chance, just like both of us did."

"Do you feel like this was a mistake?" Eli asked, his voice barely a whisper.

I thought for a minute. "I think the only mistake we made was before we jumped into something we should have the conversation beforehand, rather than after."

Eli tightened his arms around me. "So you don't regret it?"

"No," I said softly. "I don't regret trying it one time. But as hot as it was to watch you kiss Adam, I don't want to share you with anyone."

Eli pulled me up so that I was lying totally on top of him and he could kiss me. "Ditto."

We kissed soft and sexy, going at a much slower pace than our frantic experience earlier. Eli's hands moved over me with care. It felt like he was treasuring every moment that he spent with me alone. He slipped my shirt back off and I tugged his jeans down his legs and we rubbed ourselves against each other, as if we backed up even an inch we'd lose each other.

Eli's hand moved around my thigh and slipped under the seam of my panties. "Did you like it when Adam and I touched you? Did you like cumming with my fingers inside you?"

"Ohhh," I moaned as his fingers entered me. "I really liked it. I wished that it was your penis thrusting into me."

Eli looked up at me, completely floored. "I could arrange that if you wanted."

I tried to look annoyed at his suggestion but he hit just the right spot and I sucked in a deep breath. "Not tonight, Eli."

He looked amused. "I love that I can talk you into a threesome but you still don't want to have sex with me."

"Eli, I want to…"

His free hand cupped my cheek. "Clare, I'm joking. You know I'm fine with waiting. No pressure."

"I wish I could share that with you. But I'm still not quite ready." I laughed a little. "Although even if I were, we couldn't do it tonight."

Eli grinned. "Yeah, I can see that conversation." His voice raised in an imitation of mine. "Oh, Alli, Eli and I had sex and it was amazing. Oh, Clare, that's so wonderful; how did it happen? Well first, I fingered Adam."

I slapped his shoulder and he grinned, flipping us over so he was on top. He started kissing down my body, and removed my underwear. Before he could dive in, I stopped him. "I'm pretty sure it was your turn when we stopped before."

He kissed my inner thigh. "It could be our turn." I gave him a curious look. "I mean, since we're having a night of firsts, we could try one of our own. Have you ever thought about 69ing?"

"Eli, I just told you…"

"Come on, Clare," he pouted, his face hovering so close that he could lick my clit at any moment. "I've done it to you; you've done it to me…we would just be doing it at the same time."

Oh! For some reason, I had thought that meant sex. This made a little more sense. "Yeah, we've done it like once."

"And it was pretty great, right?" He gave me a few tentative licks and I couldn't keep myself from moaning at the sensation.

He kissed back up my body, and I couldn't help but feel disappointed. When he made it to my lips he kissed me and I was a little embarrassed to taste myself on his lips though it wasn't really bad like I expected. Eli pushed a curl behind my ear and smiled at me. "We can wait longer if you want…It's just…I don't have a lot of firsts to give you. But that is something I've never done before."

It was a sweet thought and I appreciated it but Eli must have been rubbing off on me because my immediate instinct was to make a joke. "I feel like you've had a lot of firsts today…or have you made out with a lot of guys before?"

He grinned. "Nope, first time, and last as far as I'm concerned." He gave me a devilish look. "Although, I was very surprised to learn that wasn't your first time fingering someone. I mean, no one is that good on their first try. Is there anything you'd like to share with me, Ms. Edwards?"

I blushed. "I wasn't that good at it."

"I think Adam would beg to differ. Do you enjoy it as much as he did? When you're all alone in your room at night? Hopefully thinking about me." He wiggled his eyebrows.

I rolled my eyes. "Shut up, Eli."

"If you really want to shut me up, you could try sitting on my face."

"Wow."

"Just try it."

Eli was so infuriating. I knew all I would have to do to end this conversation was to say no, and he'd immediately back off. But until that point, he'd cajole and plead until I gave him an answer. It was the same as the champagne. But drinking two glasses of champagne didn't hurt, so maybe I could try this as well.

"Okay," I whispered.

Eli kissed me again. I loved that he gave me a chance to get comfortable and back into the mood before he flipped us over so he was on his back. "Turn around," he said gently.

It was really awkward getting into position. I narrowly missed kneeing him in the face as I swung my leg over. I took him in my hand and gave a few tentative licks. I had only done this to him one time before and felt a little ill prepared for this, especially once his tongue swiped my clit and the feeling made my brain a little foggy. I took him into my mouth, sucking gently and moving my tongue over him. I ran my other hand over his hip as I continued.

Our moans were muffled but increasing and it was clear we were both enjoying this quite a bit. He moved two fingers inside of me in addition to the magic his tongue was doing and I had to take him out of my mouth before I hurt him somehow. I kept touching him as I screamed out his name, his tongue continuing to bathe me with light strokes.

I wasn't sure if he wanted me to get off him; it couldn't have been the greatest view in the world, but my arms and legs felt like jelly so I just put more of my weight on his stomach and took him back into my mouth. It was only a minute or so more before he lightly tapped me on my side and said, "Clare, stop." I kept my hand on him, but I managed to move my face out of the way just in time to avoid getting hit.

Eli helped me climb off him and he grabbed some tissues to clean himself up. Once he lay back down, I curled up next to him, quietly.

"Is everything okay?" he asked, giving me a sweet peck on my ear.

I laughed. "It's just been a crazy night."

"Crazy but great, right?"

"Great but…I think I'm adventured out for a while."

"So I shouldn't hold out too much hope that you'll stick to your New Year's Resolution to have sex with me sometime this year?"

I placed my palm on his chest. "I wouldn't get my hopes up if I were you."

"Clare, someday we're going to have sex. And it's going to be amazing. And it's going to be all about us. And even it takes forever, it will be worth every moment we had to wait."

I smiled up at him, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Maybe on your birthday?"

The look of delight on his face was indescribable and he pulled me in for another mind-blowing kiss.