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Clare's POV

The walk upstairs was definitely awkward, and filled with tension. Eli and I weren't awkward, but the tension between us was palpable. But we couldn't do anything about it because there was an officer with us the whole time. That was the awkward part. We remained civil and polite to him, but I seriously just wanted him to go away. Anything that would mean Eli and I could be alone.

When we finally made it into the suite, I nodded my thanks to the officer, and followed Eli into the bedroom. That was when the awkwardness shifted to us. I literally wanted to jump him, but I was also unsure of how to proceed. So I decided to stand there, and watch Eli move around. He was drying his hair with his towel, while tossing the boxers he swam in, into the duffel bag.

"Clare. If you are having second thoughts, we don't have to do anything." He stated, finally turning around to look at me.

"I'm not having second thoughts. I just—I've never done this willingly before." I said, as I stood awkwardly in front of him. "And I don't know what to do. It's one thing to be in the moment and want it to take things further, than it is to have to come all the way up here and have to figure out how to start things again."

"So why don't we start with this?" He asked, kissing me. He cupped my face, and pulled me to him before I could even respond. All I could think was; this is definitely a way to begin things again.

After our lips met, I was able to stop thinking enough to just do what I wanted. No hesitation. No over-thinking things. I just went with it. I did, however, have to keep reminding myself that it was Eli. Even though I could already tell that everything about this was different from the other two times, I just had to keep reminding myself.

My mind would try to compare the times, and I didn't like thinking about K.C. or Fitz while being with Eli. I didn't want to dirty the memories I would have of this, by constantly thinking about them. They honestly didn't deserve a spot in my memories. They didn't deserve to be remembered by anyone; let alone by me.

We somehow made it to the bed, and that reminded me of the fact that I was still in the wet shirt and boxers. It was more noticeable when I was lying on them and they were pressed against me, opposed to when I was standing and they were loose and baggy, making them barely cling onto me because of their size.

I guess I started over-thinking things too much, even though I was trying not to, because the next thing I know Eli is beginning to remove my shirt. He was kissing me all over my face and neck, and it was taking my breath away. Not because Eli was kissing me too much, but because of the way he was kissing me. It was like he needed to. Like he wouldn't survive without me. It made me feel loved. It made me truly feel wanted.

Especially after all of the stuff I have been through, not just in the past few weeks but in the past few years. With K.C., my parents, Asher. Eli was, is, the only thing that I can truly say is good in my life right now. I mean, yeah, I have Jake and Adam. And I had Alli, but Eli is the only one who found out everything about me. Everything. And he still treated me like I was completely average, but very special to him. No one has ever made me feel this way.

Once Eli bunched the shirt under my arms, he paused and looked at me. I could tell he was checking to see if I was going to back down. I can say I definitely hesitated, because I was extremely nervous. Doing this willingly, having a choice; it gave me the opportunity to back out. A way out. And that was something I wasn't used to. I was in uncharted territory and I didn't know how to handle it.

I decided I would take control. To encourage him to go further. I moved my hand to the back of his head, and pulled his lips to mine. He seemed to get the hint after that, because his hands started working on removing my shirt again. We had to break the kiss to remove it completely, but afterwards he was right back to kissing me.

He left my lips, and started kissing a trail down my cheek and neck. It was definitely pleasurable but extremely nerve-wracking being so exposed. As he moved down to my chest, he started kissing all over, ditching the trail he was making. He made sure to kiss everywhere. Not an inch of skin was left untouched.

I decided I had, had enough of him having more clothes on than me. So I pulled him up to me, we started kissing again, while I focused on removing him of his shirt. It was off in a matter of seconds, with his help, before he began removing his boxers from me. Once those were discarded on the floor, he began kissing a trail down my body once more.

When he got to my stomach, he sat up and began removing his sweats. When he tossed them aside, he leaned forward and kissed me. He moved over me, and I could feel as he entered me. Since this wasn't my first time, it wasn't painful. The feeling was different, because it didn't hurt. I am used to it hurting, and for it not to, I was surprised. Especially at how good it felt.

He pulled out of me, and pushed back in. He kept the pace slow as he focused on kissing my neck. I wrapped one hand into his hair, and used my other one to grasp at his back. After a few minutes of that pace, I think he realized that I wanted him to go faster, because he picked up his pace.

When he did, I threw my head back into the pillow, and closed my eyes. He went back to focusing on my neck, while I clung onto him harder. I could feel a ball tightening inside of me, more and more. Eli noticed that and went faster.

I climbed higher and higher in ecstasy, and before I knew it, I hit my climax. I could tell Eli hit his as he was riding mine out. When he finished, he started to slow down. He kissed me all over my neck and face, before pulling out of me. He gave me one more kiss on the lips, before he turned over and laid on his side of the bed, looking over at me.

We focused on slowing our breathing, before we spoke. He turned over, and propped his head up in his hand, before grabbing the sheets under him and pulling them over his waist.

"Are you okay?" He asked, looking down at me.

"Yeah. I just wasn't expecting to—to like it so much." I said awkwardly, looking up at him. "I just, it's never been pleasant for me and I didn't know how good it could feel."

His eyes turned sympathetic, before he leaned in to kiss me.

"Trust me. You'll never have to go through that again. That is something I can guarantee now." He stated, running his free hand lightly on my stomach.

"I know. It's just always going to be a part of me. You know? It's not something I can get rid of. I just can't help but think about it." I shook my head, before continuing. "Just forget I said anything. I don't want to ruin what we just did."

"You couldn't ruin anything." He said.

"Thank you." I blushed, as I turned on my side to kiss him.

He turned on his back, and I curled around him, lying my head on his shoulder. We spent a while longer talking, before we ended up falling asleep some time later.