18. Ella
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***Ella***
I raised my head so I could look up at Fisher. “I don’t think you invited me over for nefarious reasons. Can that be good enough?”
He rolled me onto my back and wedged one of his thighs between mine. “Fuck, yes.”
I lifted my mouth as he lowered his and I learned quickly that knowing Fisher was kissing me because he wanted to changed things. My body was on fire as I waited for more of his touch. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I gasped when one of his hands ran down my side, grazing my breast as it went. His tongue swirled over mine and his thigh rubbed against my core.
When I pressed my head into the pillow behind me, he took advantage of my exposed neck and dragged his teeth over it. I cried out and then slapped my hand over my mouth. “Sorry.”
He tugged my hand away and flashed me a hungry smile. “I like it.”
He sat up and yanked his shirt over his head. He hooked his fingers under the hem of my top and slowly raised it. “Okay?”
I nodded and held my breath as he pulled the shirt off and sat back to stare at me. I covered my stomach with my hands and felt a tidal wave of self-doubt. Billy was the only person I’d ever gotten naked for.
“Don’t stop breathing, Ella. I like that, too.” He smoothed his hands over my stomach, brushing my hands aside, and bent his head to kiss it. His tongue dipped into my navel before he sat back up and held my gaze. “You’re fucking stunning.”
I shivered and tried to pull him back down on top of me but he just smiled. I watched as he lightly flicked the front snap of my bralette and raised his eyebrows in a silent question. I nodded and sank my teeth into my bottom lip as he slowly peeled the thin lace from my chest.
“Fuck, Ella.” He shook his head before locking eyes with me as he lowered his mouth. I watched his pupils blow out when he brushed his lips over my nipples and felt his groan through my chest.
Running my hands over his shoulders and across his back, I touched every part of him I could reach. He was solid and so warm. I wanted more of him, though. I ran my hand down his stomach and dipped my fingers into his pants. Feeling a hitch in his breath, I reached inside his jogging pants and cupped him through his briefs. He growled and leaned back to watch.
I stroked him like that for a few seconds before I slid my hand into his briefs and gripped his bare cock. It was girthier than I’d expected and much larger than Billy’s. A moment of panic filled my brain but when Fisher thrust his hips into my grip, I forgot why I’d been worried. I worked my fist up and down his shaft, watching his expressions to see what he liked.
He groaned as he watched me. “ Ella .”
He slid his fingers up my thighs and hooked them into my shorts. He could only get them down so far before he had to move to the bed beside me. Tugging my shorts down my legs, he leaned over and kissed me. His tongue teased mine as he stroked his fingers over my inner thighs, moving higher until he was tracing the seam of my panties. I sucked in a sharp breath as he stroked me through the thin material.
“You’re so wet for me, Ella. I want to taste you.” Fisher kissed me again and then moved his kisses down my chest and stomach. If he noticed how stiff I’d gotten, he didn’t say anything. He knelt between my thighs, the blanket thrown to the end of the bed, and lowered his mouth to my core without a moment’s hesitation. He licked me through my panties and groaned. “New favorite snack.”
I reached down and caught his hand when he started tugging my panties down. “Fisher… I…”
“Too fast?” He sat up. “Shit. I’m sorry, Ella.”
“No, no. I just… You don’t have to do that. I can do you… Or we could just…you know?” I felt my face flame. “If that’s what you want.”
He growled. “I want everything. I want to fuck you, Ella. I also want to eat you out and watch you squirm as you come.”
Wetness pooled at my core at his words. “I’ve never… Billy didn’t…”
“That fucker didn’t go down on you?” Fisher stood up and tugged me to the edge of the bed. “Whatever he said or didn’t say? Fuck that. I’m about to enjoy myself thoroughly, Ella. Now spread these thighs for me.”
I watched with wide eyes as he pulled my panties off and knelt on the ground in front of me. I sat up and watched as he pushed my thighs open. Holding my breath, I fought the urge to hide myself from him. I was so exposed.
Fisher kissed my inner thighs and then smirked up at me. Without another word, he lowered his mouth and I felt his breath ghost over my lower lips first. His lips came next and then his tongue. I gasped as I felt him lick me, the feeling so overwhelming that I tried to close my legs. He braced his shoulders against my thighs and kept them open, though.
“Fisher?” I sucked in more air as he dipped into my sex and then closed his lips over my clit. The feeling of his mouth sucking at me was enough to make me moan. I braced my feet on the bed and pressed my hips up without thinking twice. I wanted more.
He groaned into me and then lifted his face while teasing one of his fingers into me. “I want you to come on my face, Ella. I want to hear you moaning my name.”
The feeling of his finger thrusting into me was intense as he flicked his tongue over my clit. My entire body buzzed. “Fisher!”
I grabbed fistfuls of the sheets and made noises that I’d never made during sex. His tongue was hot and wet against my core and the way he moved it around my clit shot pleasure out to each of my limbs. His finger was thick inside me and it would’ve been enough for me but he pulled it out and then slowly pushed two inside. My walls stretched for him and I let out a guttural moan from somewhere deep inside me.
Fisher wasn’t finished torturing me. He reached up with his other hand and cupped my breast. His fingers teased my nipple and then clamped down harder as I cried out his name. His fingers had curled and rubbed something amazing in me. The pressure built in me until I couldn’t catch my breath. I gripped his hair and held on tight as he closed his lips around my clit and sucked.
An orgasm that proved all my others to be pathetic erupted out from my core and through the rest of my body. It pulsed through me and my sex clamped down on Fisher’s fingers. My vision darkened until I sucked in a much needed breath of air and called out his name again and again.
I went limp before Fisher was through with me. He nuzzled my clit with his nose and pressed kisses all over my sex and up my thighs. I shivered with aftershocks of the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had. Moaning, I untangled my fingers from his hair and let my arm fall over my face.
Fisher slowly pulled his fingers out of me and I glanced down to see him licking them clean. He watched me hide my face and growled. “You taste like a fucking dream, Ella. I could eat your pussy all day long. Your ex is a goddamn idiot.”
I bit my lip and watched him crawl over me until his mouth was just over mine. His face was wet from my juices and my cheeks burned, because no matter what he said, I wasn’t sure I could trust that he liked it as much as he was saying. Billy had made it seem so gross and hadn’t even been willing to try. For me.