My Ruthless Ex Demands by Eva Blackwood Episode 332

By the time Elizabeth returned to Bayview Villa, it was already midnight. She sent Elijah a message, sat down on the sofa, and planned to rest for a moment. Before she realized it, she had fallen asleep.
Elijah arrived home and noticed Elizabeth’s slender form curled up on the sofa. She was clutching a pillow tightly, her phone still in hand, resembling a small cat seeking comfort.
This had become a familiar scene; Elizabeth often waited for him in the living room and fell asleep. He had grown accustomed to it.
Now that she was back in his life, he cherished these moments even more.
Her waiting clearly showed how much she cared for him.
He approached, removed his suit jacket, picked up a blanket from nearby, and sat next to her. Carefully, he draped the blanket over her and took her phone from her grasp.
Elizabeth, a light sleeper, immediately woke up. Seeing Elijah, she relaxed, set aside the pillow, and snuggled into his arms.
Her voice was gentle. “You’re back?”
Elijah glanced at her, his eyes pausing on the unread messages on her phone. He smiled gently and said, “I sent you a message, but you must have fallen asleep. Don’t wait for me here any longer, or you’ll catch a cold.”
“Is everything okay? How is Sandra?” she asked, moving past his concern to inquire about Sandra instead.
“It’s all good. I was there for her check-up, and Elva is with her now,” Elijah responded, smoothing a stray hair from Elizabeth’s forehead.
Her eyes were still clouded with sleep, yet there was an enchanting allure in her look that made her more captivating than usual.
He had encountered many beautiful women before, but none had moved him. To him, a pretty face was just like a nice piece of clothing.
However, Elizabeth’s presence always made his heart flutter.
He had to confess, even before his feelings deepened, Elizabeth’s beauty had always touched him deeply.
When Elizabeth had approached him once, tears on her radiant face, her eyes resolute, his heart had melted.
He stood, lifting her in his arms. Feeling slightly shy, she murmured, “I’m not sick. I can walk by myself.”
“I like holding you,” he teased, giving her a playful bounce in his arms. “You’re so light, it feels like I’m holding a plush toy.”
Startled, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. As she became aware of how close they were, her nose nearly touching his, she kissed him gently on the lips before pulling back and resting against his chest.
Elijah wasn’t exaggerating. Holding her felt effortless, and he didn’t even break a sweat.
He carried her to the bedroom and gently laid her on the bed. Her drowsiness had faded, and her eyes sparkled with alertness.
His smile widened as he playfully asked, “Are you awake now?”
Elizabeth quickly caught on to his teasing tone, her cheeks warming with a blush.
Before she could respond, Elijah smoothly removed her top, leaving her in a delicate white lace bra.
The lace subtly hinted at the smooth skin underneath.
Elijah’s shirt remained perfectly buttoned, every button secured, including the topmost one.
He leaned in, his hand tracing her contours. Gently, he tugged at the lace, leaning down to kiss her softly.
Elizabeth let out a soft gasp, her body naturally arching in response to his touch. His hand journeyed from her waist down to her hips.
With a playful tap on her backside, he whispered, “Lift up.”
She complied, lifting her hips. He then eased her pants off, his hand brushing the inside of her thigh.
His rough yet tender hands sent shivers across her skin.
She bit her lip, her moans intensifying despite her efforts to quiet them.
His fingers expertly explored each sensitive spot, adeptly coaxing shivers from her.
Her body quivered, her eyes tinted with red, and her voice filled with emotion.
He paused, chuckling softly. “Say my name,” he said gently.
Her look became sultry and less timid as she tenderly replied, “Darling, I want you.”
His restraint vanished completely at her words, like a sudden thunderclap.
Noticing the desire in his eyes, she reached for his belt, quickly unfastening it and releasing the tension that had been growing between them.