Off-Limits Roomates

39. Vaughn

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***Vaughn***

A n hour into the fucking party and I was being forced to watch Fisher put his hands all over Ella. They were supposedly dating so he argued that they had to make it look real. It sure as hell looked real, with his arm over her shoulders, his hand hanging dangerously close to her full tits. If I was willing to share my pity party, I would’ve acknowledged that Booth looked just as pissed as me. Every guy who walked by looked at Ella, at the way her body filled her pirate costume, and Fisher was the one getting to claim her as his.

The party had already been in full swing when we arrived and we were barely tipsy to everyone else’s drunk. I didn’t feel like partying anymore. I wanted to go back home and drag Ella to my room to see how far she’d let me get.

Every time our eyes met, I could feel the tension that had been there between us since the day in the coffee shop. It’d grown larger and had changed into something heavier, but it never went anywhere. She caught me checking her out multiple times and instead of looking scandalized by it, she looked turned on. Her chest rose and fell a little faster, she sat with her legs pressed a little tighter together.

Of course, I saw her exchanging looks with Booth and Fisher, too, and it just drove me crazier. I was beginning to itch from how much I wanted her and it’d been a little while since I’d done anything truly stupid so when she excused herself to go to the bathroom, I followed her.

I waited until she finished and when she stepped out, I was there, waiting for her. There was a line of people waiting for the bathroom but I’d been to the house before for a different party and I knew that the basement was kept closed off during the parties. I caught her arm and pulled her after me to the basement door at the back of the house. I opened it and we slipped through it, to the other side where it was a lot quieter and a lot darker.

“Where are we?” She sounded nervous.

I pressed against her and ran my mouth up the side of her neck. “Basement. Follow me.”

I led her down the carpeted stairs and left the lights off as I crossed to the other side of the basement, away from the view of the stairs if anyone came down. As soon as I knew no one would easily catch us, I braced my hands on either side of her head and blocked her in between my body and the wall behind her.

She looked up at me and smiled. “I’m supposed to be upstairs with Fisher.”

I growled and pressed my hips to hers, letting her feel how hard I was for her. “I don’t care where you think you’re supposed to be, Ella Rae. You could’ve stopped and gone back to him at any point. You wanted to come down here with me.”

She shivered and let her head rest on the wall behind her, knocking her hat off in the process. She let it hit the floor without blinking. “We said we wouldn’t do this again.”

“We lied.” I rolled my hips into hers and smiled as she moaned. “Do you want to go back upstairs, Ella Rae? Or do you want to let me do what I want?”

She licked her lips and slowly lifted her arms and wrapped them around my neck. Leaning into me and tilting her mouth closer to my ear, her voice was husky as she spoke. “I want you to do what you want to me.”

I gripped the back of her neck and pulled her mouth to mine. Stroking my tongue past her lips, I tasted the fruity drink she’d been sipping on since we got to the party. I wasn’t expecting her hand cupping me through the front of my jeans and broke our kiss to groan. “Jesus, Ella. You don’t know what you do to me.”

She kissed my chin and down my throat. “Tell me then.”

I hissed out a breath when she unbuttoned my pants and pulled the zipper down. She shoved both my jeans and boxer briefs down and wrapped her fingers around my base. My eyes rolled back when she dropped to her knees and ran her tongue over my tip. “Dammit, Ella Rae.”

Her mouth was heaven as she took me inside. She sucked me deep and then twisted her tongue all along the underside of my shaft before letting my dick pop free. “Tell me what I do to you, Vaughn, so I know I’m not the only one losing my mind.”

I gripped her hair and tilted her face up to mine before she could take me back into her mouth. “I haven’t thought about anything but being inside of you again since the first time. I have to stop myself from going to your room every night. Our tutoring sessions have become an act of torture. I sit there hard the entire time and hope that some divine intervention comes along and slams the door shut so I know it’s okay to fuck you against it again.”

Her eyes were wide when I finished, her mouth slightly open. As soon as her lips started to tip up in a smile and I knew I hadn’t freaked her out, I slid my dick into her mouth and groaned when she didn’t hesitate to suck me again.

I watched her work her mouth up and down my length, watched the way her eyebrows pinched in concentration, and then saw her eyes lift to meet mine. Her cheeks went pink when she saw that I was watching her. “You’re stunning with my cock in your mouth. I need to be inside you right now, though.”

I pulled her up from her knees and took her mouth in a heated kiss. Her hands were already back on my cock, stroking me. I loved knowing she was as hungry for me as I was for her. I pulled away and then turned her to face the wall.

“I want to watch you take your panties off for me.” I had to squeeze the base of my dick as I watched her reach under her skirt and slowly drag her simple white panties down her thighs and over her boots. I took them from her when she stepped out of them and shoved them in my shirt pocket. “Put your hands on the wall and spread your legs.”

Ella moaned and did what I said. She stood there, ass sticking out, with her lip caught between her teeth. When I shoved the bottom of her skirt into the waistband, she gasped and shot a glance towards the stairs.

I stepped forward, letting my dick rest against her ass, and bit her shoulder. “If anyone comes down, we’ll hear them.”

She looked at me over her shoulder and nodded. “I trust you.”

My chest tightened and I found myself gently stroking her cheek. I wanted her to trust me and want things from me that I had no business wanting myself. I didn’t want to delve into those thoughts right then so I just nodded at her before shifting back so I could line up our bodies. It was only as I pressed my tip against her wet lower lips that I realized I wasn’t wearing a condom. I hesitated and when I did, Ella arched her back and shifted her hips back so the head pushed into her.

She dropped her forehead against the wall and moaned. “Vaughn, what are you waiting for?”

Fuck, I liked her being needy. “I’m not wearing a condom and I’m trying to convince myself to do the right thing and put one on.”

She went still and quiet for a moment and then looked back at me. “We didn’t wear one the first time…”

I gripped her waist tight. “I should, though. It’s stupid to take the risk…”

She nodded just as I thrust the rest of my length into her. A loud cry tore past her lips and her sex clamped down on my shaft. “Vaughn!”

I reached around her to tug down her top and grip her full tits. “I should but I don’t want to, Ella Rae. I want to feel your walls milking my dick with nothing between us. I don’t care that it’s stupid.”

Her voice was shaky as she agreed. “I want to feel you come inside me.”

That was all it took for me to lose whatever chance I had at being safe. I pressed my body into hers and held her with my dick as deep as I could get it. “Your pussy feels so good around my dick, Ella Rae. And this ass… I want to do things to your ass that would make you slap me.”

She whined and tried to rock her hips. “Fuck me, Vaughn.”

I trailed one of my hands up her chest and over her throat, using my grip to bring her face back to mine. I stared into her big green eyes and smirked. “Say please.”

A flash of stubbornness flashed across her face before her features softened and she licked her lips. “Please, Vaughn. Please, fuck me.”

I growled and kissed her hard as I pulled out and thrust deep again. I swallowed her cries of pleasure and felt her heart hammering away at the base of her throat. She reached back and grabbed the back of my neck, holding onto my hair as I quickly settled into a rough pace. I could hear the sound of our skin slapping together in the quiet basement and the sound of her wetness fueled me. I wanted more. I wanted her to walk out of the party looking like she’d just been fucked rough. I wanted people to know it was me who’d made her so wet it dripped down her thighs.

Pounding into her, I pulled my mouth from hers and watched hers fall open as she went up on her tiptoes and clung to whatever she could. Her other hand grasped at the wall, fingernails denting the drywall. “Vaughn! Oh, god!”

I stroked my other hand over her stomach and between her thighs. Her clit was slippery with her juices as I ground my palm into it. My breath was choppy as I fucked her like I’d never fucked anyone else. “Fuck, Ella Rae. You make me fucking crazy. I want to push you down and fuck you like this in front of everyone so they know you’re mine.”

She cried out and I could hear that we were being loud but I didn’t care. Not when her pussy was rippling with her pleasure and milking my dick. Her throat was soft under my hand and I tightened my grip just enough to make her gasp.

“I want to fucking ruin you. I want to fuck every hole you’ve got until you’re full of my come. That’s what you do to me.” I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and jerked my head around in time to see Fisher and Booth standing at the base of the stairs, eyes wide as they watched us.