I cursed under my breath once I realized that I forgot to ask for lotion. Part of me already felt bad for asking him so much while only being a guest, but Eli was willing. I stepped onto the bath mat and draped his towel over my body.

"Eli," I called from the door.

"Yeah." His footsteps slowly approached.

"Do you have any lotion?" I slowly walked over and leaned against the door.

"I do, but oil is better." His footsteps retreated before I could protest. A minute barely elapsed before he knocked on the door. When I opened it, he stuck his arm through the gap, passing me his oil blend.

"Thanks." I muttered.

"Let me know if you need anything else." He added as I shut the door.

My smile slowly grew as a devious plan hatched in my mind. After applying the oil, I put on the boxers and t-shirt he left for me.

The steam rushed out of the room behind me as I opened the door. Eli was sitting on the couch watching TV.

"Um, where can I put this?" He turned his head in my direction, giving me a once over before answering my question.

"Just drop it on the bed."

As I stepped into the bedroom, I still felt Eli's eyes on me. My insides were melting with anxiety and anticipation. Doubtful thoughts began to intrude my mind. Would this plan even work?

I did as Eli asked, but his oil blend was still in my hand. Without turning around, I asked "Can you do me a favor?" I chewed on my lip as I nervously awaited his answer.

"Sure."

"Can you put this oil on my back?" My heart pounded, blood was rushing to my face, my fingers trembled. " I can't reach." I added quietly as his gaze began to burn my back.

"Come here."

Lowering my gaze, I pivoted and robotically walked over to the couch. Eli had turned and opened his legs to allow me to sit in between. Once I was settled, I put my plan into action.

Without any further prompting from him, I removed my shirt and passed him the oil, making sure he caught a glimpse of my chest, even if there wasn't much to work with. Once he grabbed the bottle, I quickly covered myself up with my arms.

"Verona," Eli started as he squeezed the oil onto his hands. "Are you trying to tease me?" His large hands covered my back in the oil, making sure to get it on all of my skin.

"No, I couldn't reach." I murmured in ecstasy as Eli began digging his fingertips into my tense muscles.

"You wanna know what your tell is?" He planted a soft kiss onto my shoulder as his hands began to venture away from my back and towards my arms. He enclosed my hands in his, slowly pulling them away from my chest and taking their place. "You clear your throat right before you lie."

My eyebrows were weighed down by his observation. I came out of my state of relaxation briefly as I became hyper aware of myself. How many times had he caught me lying?

Any oils he had leftover on his hands had trickled down in between his fingers. He pinched my nipples, causing me to jump lightly. I bit down on my lip to prevent any moans from escaping. "I don't like it when you lie to me." He mumbled against my slick skin. "Especially when I know you just want my attention."

One of his hands slid down my stomach and hips, onto my thigh. I parted my legs slightly, unsure of what he'd do next, but knowing what I wanted to happen next. He traced circles on the inside of my thigh as I continued to open my legs. "Tell me what you want from me, Verona." I had definitely soaked his boxers by then.

I was afraid. Would he think of me differently if he knew the dirty things I fantasized we'd do together? Would he judge me because I'm inexperienced?

"Can you touch me?" I breathed out, hoping that would suffice.

"Where do you want me to touch you?" Eli began to pull me closer, so that I was leaning against his chest.

"My..." I couldn't do it. My cheeks burned at the thought of saying the word out loud. Then Eli started sucking and biting on my neck. "...pussy."

It was a whisper, but it was enough. Eli squeezed some more oil onto his hand before easily sliding it into the baggy boxers. "I agree, isn't it important to get all the nooks and crannies?" His hand covered my pussy completely. "Take these off." He whispered.

Without any hesitation, I shimmied and kicked the boxers away from me. I quickly opened my legs back up to their original position and impatiently waited as Eli took his time coming back to my lower lips.

"Is something wrong?" I asked timidly. He hadn't moved since I took off the boxers and I was becoming increasingly self-conscious.

I stared down at my vagina. Was it ugly? I know it didn't look like those women on those porn sites but it wasn't ugly, right?

My legs began to close on their own as my arms slowly gravitated towards my chest.

"Why did you move?"

"You hadn't said anything, I was worried something was wrong." I craned my neck to see his face.

"I was admiring your body, until you decided to hide from me." I opened my mouth to apologize, but he pushed his shirt into my hands. "Put it on." He smirked, staring at me expectantly.

"I-I'm sorry if I—"

"Shhh Verona. Just put it on." His smile widened as I became flustered. I put the shirt on and began to scoot away, to find a seat on the couch. Eli grabbed me by the waist and pulled me back down in between his legs. "I didn't ask you to move." His tone was stern as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer.

For about thirty minutes, Eli simply held me in his arms as we watched TV. He said nothing as an emotional storm raged inside of me. I was annoyed, frustrated, and hopelessly horny.

"I'm going to use the bathroom." I muttered. Without waiting for an answer, I pulled his hands from me and got up. He didn't protest verbally or physically, so I figured he didn't really care.

I didn't need to go, but that didn't stop me from sitting on the toilet. Maybe this was a mistake. I didn't know what we were doing. I thought I was supposed to be in control.

I brought my knees to my chest as I pondered how I could push things along, or at least hatch an escape plan. None of my ideas seemed feasible, especially since Eli knew my "tell". His ominous statement about disliking when I lie to him was enough for me to take lying off the table completely.

I got up and washed my hands before exiting the bathroom. The lights had been turned off, and only the light from the TV illuminated the room.

My feet steered me in the direction of the kitchen. I guess I still wasn't prepared to face him. The faucet squeaked as I got a glass of water.

After turning it off, I leaned against the counter. "You okay?" Eli's voice startled me from behind. My head whipped around to see him leaning on the opposite counter.

"Y-yeah I'm fine."

"You know you have more than one tell right?" He smirked as I turned to face him.

"No, I'm really fine, I promise." I nodded, plastering a tight smile on my face.

"I never said I didn't believe you." Eli's eyes bored into mine. We silently stared at each for what felt like an eternity until he closed the distance between us.

I put my glass down as I closed my eyes, ready to receive whatever he would give me. "I know you weren't using the bathroom." He mumbled in my ear. "Otherwise, I'm gonna think you nasty as hell for not flushing."

I opened my eyes and stared at him as we both laughed. "I was thinking."

"I could hear the gears turning from the couch."

"I was thinking about leaving." I sighed, lowering my gaze.

"Well, if that's what you're thinking then I won't force you to stay." Eli's face went blank. It almost felt like he was holding himself back from speaking his mind. "Why do you want to leave?"

"I don't really know what we're doing." I admitted. I had conceded and let him take me back to his place because I didn't have a choice. I was ready to surrender my romantic feelings for him only an hour ago. Now, Elijah had a hold over my mind and body once again.

Things were supposed to be on my terms, but once again Eli was running the show.

"Do you want to leave?" He bit his lip as he asked.

I opened my mouth to respond, but words wouldn't suffice. I got on my tip toes and pressed my lips against his, wrapping my arms around his neck. Eli was quick to copy my movements and snaked his arms around my waist.

I struggled for air as the kiss grew more intense. Gasping as Eli pinched my nipple, he took advantage of my surprise and slipped his tongue in my mouth. Tonguing me into submission, my legs parted slightly to allow him more access to me, but instead he just pulled back. "Answer my question, Verona."

"No, I'm not leaving." I stated firmly.

"Good. Kiss me again." He bent down to get closer to my lips, but I would be the one to finish the job.

Eli's grin would be the death of me.

I closed my eyes and threw my head back as Eli began to kiss my neck. He trailed down to my chest, still covered by his shirt, but my hardened nipples pointed him in the right direction.

With hooded eyes, I watched as Eli got on his knees before me. His hands pulled down the boxers with ease. Taking one leg and putting it over his shoulder he looked up at me, "Now, you're not allowed to leave until I say so." Then Elijah proceeded to devour me whole.