Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
Rhea took a breath in and out. She was right, she made the right choice.
“However…” Elijah suddenly said, her body tensed up.
“There are many ways I can pleasure you without the union of her genitals,”
“Pleasure me?” Rhea was confused. Wouldn’t it be mutual? “Oh.” She finally got it. Just because she hasn’t done it, doesn’t mean she doesn’t know it.
“Yes, it’s all about you tonight, not my needs, Rhea. Moreover, you’re so naive with those innocent eyes of yours that I want to taint your soul, black,”
Rhea didn’t know whether to be scared for her life or be filled with anticipation. Elijah was skilled in that area, that was for sure. What was she going to do?
“You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to,” Elijah was already giving her space when she grabbed him.
“Do it,” Rhea said with resolve. It was time to explore and It was not like she owed anyone any explanation. The Good girl Rhea was gone forever, tarnished by the wickedness of this world.
“Good decision,” Elijah smiled, his eyes glinting with thrill. He laughed huskily, lifting his mouth to hers once again.
Rhea saw his eyes burn with fire as she kissed him back and she knew there was no going back after this. While Elijah still kissed her, his hand traveled down and began to pull down on her pants until they had to break away.
Elijah pushed her up until she was leaning against the armrest and pushed the throw pillow beneath her so her hip was raised to a level he could access.
Rhea’s heart slammed against her chest, this was crazy yet here she was, doing it. Many things could go wrong, you know.
The instant Elijah pushed her thighs apart, Rhea stiffened.
“Hey, relax, I’m not going to hurt you,” Elijah said soothingly, “You are going to love every bit of this,” He promised her.
His words must have been magic because Rhea found her body relaxing and she was grateful for the fact she had shaved thoroughly – thanks to Big Joe’s wedding.
The instant Elijah’s hands slid through her opening, Rhea closed her eyes, her body humming in approval. This was what she needed – she needed to unwind.
His hand moved while he covered the sweet moans escaping her mouth with his mouth. Rhea rolled her hips against his hands as he increased his pace till a wildfire ran through her.
However, that was nothing compared to when his face replaced his fingers and Elijah worked her with his tongue to an orgasm that made her feel weightless. It was euphoric, as if all her problems in the world had vanished.
Rhea knew at that moment she belonged to Elijah, body, mind, and soul. She was his forever and nothing would come between them.
Rhea stretched her body out on the bed like a snake coming out of its brumation. She reached for the other side of the bed and though her hand came up empty, a smile still tugged on her lips.
Last night was… How was she going to describe it? It was just amazing! A blush crept up her face when she remembered what happened between her and Elijah. That man was out of this world.
He brought her to a plane she never thought of reaching. Rhea had touched herself once and although it felt good, that had been the end of it. Moreover, there is no time for fun when you’re living with a family that made it their life decision to torment you.
For once, Rhea was grateful she did not date while in her uncle’s house. Imagine being with someone like Elijah and her cousin Costanza decides to snatch him from her? Rhea knew Costanza would surely attempt to seduce him.
Rhea knew Elijah was a chick magnet, she just couldn’t help but wonder if he would be able to escape Costanza’s wiles if such a scenario does happen?
Well, the man’s smart, she would give him credit for that. Rhea just wondered about his self-control. Anyway, he promised to be faithful as long as she belonged to him. And here she was!
Rhea was giddy with excitement as she rose from the bed. It felt like she was on cloud nine, no, high on drugs.
What was this euphoric feeling? She twirled on the floor to a tune no one was playing. It was all in her head. Was this what it felt to be in love? Like you’re stepping on soft fluffy clouds without falling to your death?
Rhea could have spent more time fooling around if she didn’t remember the fact her flight would be leaving in two hours. Yes, she would be leaving with Elijah.
…..
Elijah? That name sent butterflies in her stomach and her heart skipped a beat. Gosh, what the hell was happening to her? Rhea wondered, her hand on her chest. Something was wrong with her.
Rhea belted out a tune in the shower, a habit she does when she has a lot on her head. This time, she was not singing because she wanted to breathe – break free from the suffocation – she was just happy. Genuinely happy. It was not every day she got to have peace of mind like this.
When she was done, Rhea wore a V-neck floral dress that reached her mid-thigh. She then put on black aviator glasses and pulled on her luggage, heading downstairs only to freeze when she saw a man standing in the middle of the living room.
He had his back turned to her and even when he noticed her appearance, he didn’t react.
“Elijah?” Rhea called out just to be sure and to draw his attention as well.
The man finally turned but a sharp gasp escaped Rhea’s mouth. It was indeed Elijah but he was standing without a mask – his face was bare to her.
“H-how…?” Rhea could only stammer, unable to comprehend what was going on.
However, Rhea took a good look at Elijah’s face and was so dumbfounded that she had to take off her glasses to ensure she was seeing right.
Although the blue of his eyes was still the same, Elijah wasn’t what she expected at all. He had a slight crook in his nose as if he broke it in a fight. She must have imagined him having a strong jawline because what she saw now was a bulgy face with freckles. In one word, his appearance was ugly and appeared strange.
“Is that disappointment I see on your face?” Elijah said with a hint of laughter in his voice, “And you said you didn’t fall in love with my face ?” her expression amused him.
Rhea didn’t take her gaze off even as she walked towards him and that was when it hit her. Elijah was a master at disguise and this must be another one of his antics.
“That is not your real face, right?” She asked, unsure. It was real yet unreal.
Elijah winked at her, “What do you think?”
Rhea came towards him and felt it, a rush of relief overflowing her. She was not going to lie, she did care a bit about his appearance. Who doesn’t?
“Seriously, can you stop scaring me like that?!” She hit him on the chest, feeling his tight muscles which was a huge contrast to his plump facial look.
“Don’t worry, I’m so handsome that you would wish I hid my face with a paper bag whenever other women are around,” He was smug.
“You wish,” Rhea rolled her eyes. However, she couldn’t help but feel his nose which was quite real, “I’ve seen stuff like these in movies. Never did I thought I would touch one in real life,”
“It’s a hyper-realistic mask. It is made of silicone and covers the entire head and neck. Just like you were confused earlier, it’s so realistic that most people can’t tell when one is being worn,” Elijah explained to her.
“Oh,” Rhea nodded, looking at him thoroughly. There’s a lot of detail on the skin, there’s a vein, there’s a lot of freckles and wrinkles and individual skin pores. Elijah could have easily fooled her with this if he had worn a different eye color.
“So I’m guessing that’s your disguise for today?” She pointed out just as Elijah reached into the deep pocket of his trench coat to pull out two pairs of passports.
Rhea took one of the passports he offered her and opened it, only to glance back up at him with a questioning look, “Anita Joseph? This is fake,”