31. Ella
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***Ella***
I bit his bottom lip and locked gazes with him. “Maybe it’s not for you.”
“Fuck you.” He pulled his hand from my underwear and my hips tried to follow him.
I heard his zipper in the quiet of the room and buried my nails in his back. “Fuck me, Vaughn.”
He yanked my underwear to the side and I heard it rip just before I felt his hot erection against my lower lips. He brought his other hand up and covered my mouth before thrusting his full length into me. I cried out into his hand and my head dropped back against the door with a hard thud . He gripped my thigh and kept my leg wrapped around his hip as he pulled out and thrust deep again.
Pressing his mouth to my ear, he whispered harshly. “Do you still hate me, Ella?”
I couldn’t answer. He fucked me like he really did hate me. He stretched me and pushed me to my limit and never hesitated in his thrusts. My back and shoulder blades took the brunt of his power against the door but I clung to him for more. He gripped my face hard to keep me quiet and grunted against my throat.
“Are you going to come on the cock of the guy you hate? Are you going to come for me, Ella?” He fucked me even harder and the sounds of my muffled moans grew louder. “You want someone to catch me fucking you? What would Booth think?”
Breathing hard through my nose, I careened closer and closer to the edge but I tried to fight it. I didn’t want to give it to him that quickly.
Vaughn moved his hand up my thigh and clutched my ass. His fingers dug into the space between my cheeks and he stroked a fingertip over my virgin hole. “You’re going to come for me.”
He pressed his fingertip inside and my body went up in flames. I came hard, crying out into his hand and dragging my nails down his back. I heard him growling out my name like it was a curse and then I felt him coming inside me. No one had ever come inside me before and feeling his come flooding my insides dragged out my orgasm.
“Fuck, Ella Rae.” He thrust into me a few more times and then just held me there, pinned to the door. His head on my shoulder, his finger still in my ass, and what felt like an obscene amount of his seed in me. Truly fucked. “I didn’t use a condom. Fuck.”
I extracted my nails from his back and reached up to pull his hand away from my mouth. “Vaughn?”
He slowly lifted his head to face me. “I’m fucking sorry, Ella. I’ve never done that before. I don’t know what-”
“ Vaughn ?”
“Yeah?”
“Can you take your finger out of my ass?”
His eyes crinkled in the corners and his lips went pale from how hard he was pressing them together. He cleared his throat as he pulled his finger free. When he met my gaze again, it was like all the tension in the room evaporated. His laugh was loud and deep and it jarred his dick that was still inside me.
I couldn’t believe I was laughing with him after what we’d just done but I couldn’t stop. My cheeks hurt after a few minutes of it and I started to feel the aches all over my body. “You wanna get out of me, Vaughn?”
He bit his lip and nodded. “Yep. Sorry about that.”
I groaned when he stepped away from me and had to reach down to pull my mangled underwear back into place. “Sorry for staying or for being there in the first place? Or for leaving…a mess…”
He tucked himself back into his pants and shook his head. “Definitely for the last one. Are you on anything?”
I nodded. “No one’s ever tested it before now, though.”
His eyebrows climbed his forehead. “Oh?”
“Shut up, Vaughn.”
He grinned and ran his hands through his hair, fixing it. “So you’re telling me that I shouldn’t feel special that I’m the only guy to ever come in you?”
I slapped his arm and tried to fix my clothes. “How did I get here? And why are you so happy with me now? You wanted to rip my head off when you first came in.”
He tilted his head. “Are you seriously asking me why I’m happy after I just had a great fuck?”
Hearing him call it great made me blush. “I guess I was. That was dumb. You didn’t answer my first two questions about being sorry, by the way.”
“Are you going to be weird if I say I’m not sorry for it happening?” He rubbed his jaw and leaned against the table. “I mean, I know it’s not going to happen again but I can’t say I’m sorry. What about you?”
I nodded. “Kinda the same. I’m glad we’re not yelling at each other anymore.”
“Aw. I thought you liked fighting with me.” He sobered up after a minute and looked around the small room we were in. “I don’t know how quiet we were. I don’t want people getting the wrong idea about you.”
Nerves bubbled up inside me. “That I let my ex-stepbrother fuck me against a door?”
He groaned. “That you’re a cheater. Everyone thinks you’re with Fish.”
I covered my face with my hands and groaned. “Oh, yeah. That.”
“No one’s going to find out about us because we’re never going to do this again. Right?”
I nodded quickly. “Definitely not. There are some lines that are just out of bounds.”
“Like my friends.”
I winced. “Vaughn…”
“I’m serious about it, Ella Rae. I don’t want you sleeping with my friends.” He frowned at me. “I’m still pissed that you slept with Booth.”
I shifted and felt some of his mess slowly leaking out of me. “Oh, god, Vaughn. I have to go home and take care of this. It’s coming out.”
He looked confused until I pointed at my crotch. “Oh. Oh! Okay, yeah, let’s get you home.”
“Stop smirking, asshole.”
“Sorry. It’s just…” He grunted. “Nothing.”
I blew out a deep breath. “How do I get out of here without anyone knowing what we did in here or your mess leaking down my thighs?”
Groaning, he walked around to grab my backpack where I’d dropped it. “You have to stop talking about it, Ella. You’re killing me.”
I saw that his pants were bulging and gasped. “Vaughn!”
“What? I’m a man. It’s in our biology to like it!”
I pulled out a chair and sank into it. “We can’t go out with you like that. And we agreed this is never happening again, so you need to not like it.”
He sat across from me and we both just stared at each other for a few seconds before he stood up. “Nope. I can’t just sit here and not think about it. I’m going to make sure no one’s watching and we’re getting the fuck out of here.”
“Oh, thank god.”