** Eli **
This was not how Eli imagined the night would go. He had been fully prepared to spend the next few hours painfully choked by his jeans, and then the next few after that in a vigorous hand workout in a shower. He even had a clear idea of what kind of images he'd be playing in his head while he was at it … sinful fantasies that he would never share with anyone else.
But even the most sinful of those fantasies would not measure up to the feeling when Harper wrapped her fingers around him.
There just seemed to be something special about this girl, something he couldn't name that turned him on more than anyone else ever could. It was probably some kind of magic, because no one — no one at all — could possibly make it feel this good when all they did was to touch him, to hold him in their hand. She wasn't even moving, but just the warmth and the softness of her flesh against him was enough to make him twitch in a wave of pleasure, and a small sigh broke free from his throat.
