My bare feet pound on the slightly damp grass as I make my way across the small front yard and onto the street. In a quick-second decision, I hide behind Eli's truck. Excitement spreads throughout my body in a tingly feeling. I try to calm my breathing as I peek behind the hood of the truck. Eli's slowly strolling over to his car, glancing a quick look at his watch on his wrist. I take out my phone and do the same. It's not been a minute yet.

"You wanna go clockwise or counter?" his voice startles me and I jump in my hiding spot.

I shoot up into a standing position and look over the bed of the truck. My eyes meet his and he smirks at me. Bastard.

"Uh, counterclockwise?"

"Okay," he shrugs and then dashes around the vehicle.

It takes me a second to get my body to move and I feel his hand graze my thigh, spurring me on to go faster. I run back to the house, rounding it to get into the backyard. As I run I take another look at the time. It's been two minutes. I think I might actually win this. Why do I feel kind of disappointed at that?

I take in the backyard for the first time. It's small but cozy. One section to the right is a vegetable garden the left side is just grass and at the end of the garden is a small shed. Jackpot. I race towards it and skid around the wooden structure, hiding behind the shed. Once I somewhat caught my breath, I chance a look around the corner of the shed. Eli is nowhere in sight and I am about to let out a relieved sigh when tapping on my shoulder makes me yelp out in surprise. I whip around and come face to face with my hunter.

"How... wha- when?!" I ask, still panting slightly.

"I said I would catch you. If I make a promise, I keep it, darling."

"This wasn't fair," I say, defeated.

Eli steps closer to me, eliminating the distance between us. His hands coming down on either side of my head, caging me in. My back presses into the wooden wall of the shed, my hair is a tangled mess, my feet are dirty. I certainly must look like prey and Eli fulfills all the characteristics of a predator right now. Dark eyes, stern look, tense muscles and an arrogant aura.

"You're gonna kneel for me now?" he drawls.

I nod my head as if on autopilot. What? No, Romy. You are doing no such thing.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" he growls.

I drop to my knees in front of him, my butt coming down on my heels. I guess I am doing such thing. Slowly, I look up at him through my lashes.

"Such a good girl," he murmurs and my panties dampen quicker than I could say thanks. "Now, I kind of want to reward you instead of claiming my own price," he smirks.

"How about if your price is delivered to your liking, you can reward me twice as much," I suggest, a grin pulling on the corners of my lips at my boldness. I love that I feel so safe with him that I can just say what I want without holding back.

An aroused growl rips through him and I lick my lips in anticipation. I start tugging at his belt buckle but my hands are shaking and I start to fumble. Eli's strong hand encloses both of mine, stopping my movements.

"Hey," his now much softer voice makes me look up at him. "Are you okay?"

I nod and he immediately raises an eyebrow.

"Yes," I confirm to him. "Just a little cold and very excited."

"Alright. Do you need help with the pants?"

"No, I can do it," I say with determination in my voice. I tug a little harder at his leather belt and manage to open it. His buttons and fly are easy after that.

I tug down his jeans and boxers, freeing his large erection. My hands reach out to touch but Eli's hand comes down on my head, his fingers circling my face and tilting my head up at my chin.

His mouth makes a disapproving tsking noise. "No hands. Fold them behind your back," he softly orders in a gruff voice. I do as he says, watching his eyes fill with approval and desire.

"Now, my darling. Open your mouth for me." His hand is still at my chin as I part my mouth.

His long fingers splay across my jaw and his thumb traces my open lips before dipping into my mouth.

"Suck."

My mouth closes around his thumb and I slowly start sucking on it, my eyes fluttering close. After some time, his thumb puts pressure on my bottom row teeth and I open my mouth again.

"Are you dripping for me yet?" he smiles down at me.

"Maybe," I smirk at him not wanting to boost his ego with the truth.

"Maybe," he echoes with a chuckle.

His hand grips his dick at the base, directing it towards my face.

"Place your hands on my thighs," he instructs and I don't waste any time. "When it gets too much, tap it twice."

"Okay," I breathe out.

"Don't look away from me, keep your eyes open."

"Okay," I repeat, moving my head towards him, not wanting to wait any longer.

Before my mouth can reach him, his hand on my chin stops me, tilting my head up as far as it can go. An annoyed groan spills from my lips. Eli bends down, catching my mouth with his. The kiss is quick but assertive and he pecks my mouth once more before kissing my forehead.

"I really like you," he whispers against my skin.

"I fucking hope so," I grumble and he laughs at my impatience seeking through my voice.

"Go for it," he says as he straightens and my mouth quickly wraps around his hard cock, my eyes flying up to his.

A strained 'fuck' comes out of his parted mouth and I smile around his member. My head moves back and forth in a steady rhythm and after a while, Eli starts moving his hips, thrusting into my mouth slowly. He gradually goes a little deeper, pushing himself into my throat. I panic a little at first, my fingers lifting off his thigh but I tell myself to breathe calmly and open wider, my pussy agreeing with me.

Eli takes that notion as a sign to ease off and he starts pulling back. I protest around him and my eyes tell him not to stop. He sinks himself back into my mouth before growling out, "You're taking me so well, darling."

Pride blossoms as redness on my cheeks and I scratch my nails against his skin, teasing him. My jaw starts aching a little and spit begins to dribble down my skin, I need a break and tap against his strong thigh, twice.

He leaves my mouth immediately and I take in a few much-needed breaths.

"Did I hurt you?" he asks.

"No," I quickly tell him. He gathers the spit from my chin and strokes it on his cock. Not like it wasn't dripping with my drool already.

"I love making a mess out of you," he admits and I roll my eyes at him.

"Don't do that," he grumbles and I poke my tongue out at him. Mature, I know.

"That, I don't mind you doing. Actually, keep your tongue out like that and open your mouth again."

Arousal burns its way through my veins and I part my lips. With a single thrust, Eli buries himself deep in my throat, making me gag around him. He slowly pulls back out, slapping his cock on my tongue a few times.

"Can I cum in your mouth?" he rasps. I nod.

"Where do you want it? Here?" he taps my tongue again. "Or here?" he asks before slipping back down my throat. When he makes a move to pull back out, I slide my palms around to the back of his thighs, stopping him from pulling his dick from my throat.

"Got it," he snips and holds himself there. I hear his hand, which holds him up against the shed wall, scratch against the wood as his other hand keeps caressing my cheek and jaw, massaging it, easing the ache a little.

With a hoarse, low shout of my name, he cums down my throat, his dick twitching wildly. I quickly swallow, to not make more of a mess out of myself than I already am. Eli gently removes himself from my mouth and pulls me to my feet. He pushes me back until I rest against the shed wall while I move my jaw around, trying to relieve it of the stiffness. His eyes zero in on the movement but he makes no comment as he buttons up his pants, leaving his belt unbuckled. Instead, he grabs the bottom of his T-shirt, pulls it up, exposing his chest in the process, and wipes the spit and cum from my chin. When he's done cleaning me up, he cups my jaw with both of his hands and starts massaging the bone. I sigh in relief and lean my head back against the wood.

Soon after, he trails butterfly kisses across my throat, my neck and my jaw. He pecks my lips again and again until a protesting sound comes out of me and he properly kisses me, his tongue diving into my mouth. My hands grip his shirt on both sides of his waist and I arch against him, trying to get a release of my own. He nudges my legs apart with his thigh, giving my throbbing core something to grind on, creating the desired friction.

"That was... incredible," he breaks the kiss and finishes his sentence the same time I finish it, too, but instead of incredible I say "fun." We grin at each other.

"How does four orgasms sound to you as a reward?" his lips brush against my eyebrow as he speaks.

"Too many," I choke out and a laugh escapes him. I feel tired and drowsy from all the adrenaline.

"Three?" he bargains.

"Yes, three sounds good," I bob my head up and down, my eyes lighting up with fiery lust.

"Let's go, then." His strong arms scoop me up and he crosses the lawn, carrying me into the house.

Once inside, he stops in the hallway. "You want to take a shower first?" he questions.

"Reward me in the shower?" I suggest.

"Whatever you want, baby," he murmurs in response.

He sets me down in the shower, strips me out of my clothes and throws them in the hamper. While the water warms, he undresses and then joins me under the hot water. My body heats up from the water and Eli's embrace and I make a content noise. The planes of his broad chest steady my tired body as his hand drifts lower and lower. His fingers cup me before gently stroking my wetness. He kisses me all over the side of my neck and face, nipping at the corner of my lips. A lazy moan slips out of me as I gyrate my hips against his hand. Almost too slow, he pushes two fingers into me, my body arching instantly. With a come hither motion, he scrapes against my inner walls, again and again, not rushing his delicious torture. Every time, he hits the spot that makes me knees buckle and wanton mewls spill from my lips.

"Count for me," he whispers in my ear after softly biting my earlobe.

Eli's palm finally presses against my throbbing clit and the first orgasm shatters through me. I pant his name as his fingers continue their stroking and his palm eases the pressure on my pubic bone.

"Count, now, darling. Before you can't catch up."

"One," I breathe out.

Before I can ponder his words any further, he pushes against my clit. Again. I come undone. Again.

"Two," I rasp out, gripping his biceps harder.

"Mh," he murmurs, not saying anything coherent. The pressure eases and he pulls his fingers from my pussy. My eyes blink open and I crane my head back to look up at him.

"Why?" I whine. He locks our eyes as he lifts his fingers to his mouth and slowly tastes me.

"Just a little snack in between," he smirks at me and I try to head butt him but he is fast in moving his head out of the way.

"Idiot," I snark.

"Oh, this is the way you want to play this? I don't remember bad girls getting rewards."

I go to snap at him again but without warning, he thrusts his two fingers back into me, almost making me come from just barely grazing my g-spot. "Lucky for you, I feel lenient tonight," he rasps with a gentle voice and rapidly moves his two digits in and out of me.

"Fuck," I curse as his thumb begins circling my clit.

"What do we say if we want something?" his voice taunts me.

Too far gone to care, I give him what he wants to hear. "Please." His thumb adheres to my plea and harshly presses down on my sensitive bud. A scream begins pouring out of my throat but Eli's hand quickly covers my mouth, swallowing the sound.

He draws out my orgasm for a while before we resume our shower, actually getting clean this time.

Not long after, I am cuddled into his side, our legs tangled, my head on his chest.

"Thank you for making me forget for a while," Eli whispers into the darkness of the room.

"Forget what?" I ask.

"Everything but us."

My heart stops for a moment and I have to try really hard to not let three emotionally loaded words escape my lips. I have a feeling he used to be like this more, before... everything happened. Playful and carefree. I hope he'll get it back permanently. Soon.

Instead of saying anything, I kiss his chest and drift off into sleep.