Emily
"Oh god! Eli!"
"Hang on tight baby." He grunted before finishing inside me, sending me over the edge.
We lay next to each other, both a sweaty mess, catching our breath.
"That was great....I had better get going now though." I said, sliding out of his bed and retrieving my clothes.
"Youre not staying?" Eli frowned, lighting a cigarette. "Its already getting dark outside."
"No, I have to be somewhere early tomorrow morning."
"I can drive you." Eli offered.
"No, I really should go back home." I said while I dressed. Eli got out of bed and came to my side, stopping me.
"Are you afraid to sleep over?" He asked in a knowing tone.
"Honestly, yeah, I am." I couldnt lie about it any longer. "Eli, I think you need to get more help. I dont think your therapist is covering it."
