** Eli **
His raging manhood was so eager and ready that as soon as it was freed, it sprang up to full height immediately, almost slapping Harper in the face.
"Oh, that seems … bigger than I remember." She peered at the blatant thing from under her lashes, and the look on her face … Damn. Was she feigning it, or had she somehow really managed to say something like that with such an innocent and curious expression?
The image of their last Saturday together in the shower flashed like lightning in Eli's mind. The way she had perched herself over his crotch just like what she was doing now. The way she had smiled up at him, boldly studying his erection as if fascinated by the thought of what she could do to it, just like what she was doing now. He could never get enough of such an image, his most erotic fantasy come true, and that bare hair of a distance between her lips and his cock tantalized and tormented him so madly that he thought he might come if she so much as breathed on him.
