41. Sully #2
And while it made me hard as a fucking rock, paranoia crept into my brain.
I flipped us over, enjoying the little shriek that came out of Ellie’s mouth as I pulled her on top of me. Being careful, I positioned her across my abdomen, gripping her hips so she didn’t wiggle further down.
“Where’s that giant box of condoms, El?”
She leaned forward, bracing herself on my chest, and God, was it a sight. “Who says I brought it with me when I moved?”
“Because you knew you were going to see me.” I worked my hands up her body, cupping her breasts in both palms, unable to help myself.
She raised a brow. “One blow job, and suddenly, someone’s getting cocky.”
“Baby.” I knew she wanted me; I didn’t need to hear her say it. “Go get a condom.”
Confusion crossed her face. “I thought we weren’t having sex.”
“We’re not, but I still want to be careful with you.”
Her expression softened, and she dismounted, strutting her way to the bedroom door, leaving me absolutely, utterly speechless.
I quickly decided I was going to steal her clothes. I needed this. All the time. Needed her naked. Needed to see her walking around naked.
Ellie slipped out of my room, and I lay perfectly still, as though worried that if I moved a muscle, I’d do something I regretted. Like touch my cock and immediately come again from just thinking about what I’d just witnessed.
Ellie naked. Mine. In my bed again. On top of me.
Jesus Christ, I wanted to be inside her. Feel her in some way.
Luckily, Ellie returned within a minute, holding a silver foil between two fingers.
“I actually bought a new box,” she said. “Do I get to put it on?”
I nodded, far too eager. Like it was my fucking first time—which had been all her, too. But neither of us was this confident or competent. We’d fumbled around until we made something work.
Not this time.
Eleanor climbed back onto the bed and began unrolling the condom onto my cock—once again hard and wanting her—with deliberate movements.
“Oh my God,” I muttered. “Go fucking easy on me, will ya, El?”
This was the most erotic thing I’d possibly ever seen, and she was absolutely drawing it out—leaning forward, using both hands, pushing her glorious tits together.
She ignored me completely, squeezing my cock when she had rolled the condom all the way to my base. My hips jerked.
“It isn’t fair,” she said as she held me, staring at my erection and then flicking her eyes up to me. They were pleading with me, and I swore beneath my breath, dragging a hand down my face.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “Don’t look at me like that.”
“How am I looking at you?”
I pulled her down onto me and then flipped us over again, until I was settled between her legs and she was cradled beneath me, surrounded by pillows. I kissed her lips and then found her ear, murmuring into it.
“You’re looking at me like you want my cock in that hot, tight pussy of yours.”
She whimpered, and my whole body responded with a shudder before I gave in, grinding my hips against hers and slotting myself between her thighs. My erection slid through her wet, wanting center, and she made a throaty noise that almost did me in as much as the feel of her surrounding me.
“Jesus,” I moaned before bracing myself on my elbows so I could look at Ellie beneath me.
I watched as her eyes fluttered shut. “Sawyer.”
Her voice was thick, so clearly filled with desire.
“I know, baby. I know.”
“It’s not fair,” she whined again. “I want you.”
“I know that, too.”
I rocked my hips, trying to make it up to her as my cock dragged through her pussy and nudged her clit. Ellie made an unholy noise that told me she appreciated it as much as I was hoping, but it went straight to my dick, and hell, did this feel impossible.
“Eleanor,” I said, her name coming out strangled.
“Yeah?”
“What about— Can I have the tip?” I begged, not thinking, just needing. “Just let me put the tip inside. Please. If you think you can handle—”
“Yes.” She immediately began tilting her hips, arching her back, searching for it. “I want you, all of you.”
Fuck.
“Only the tip,” I breathed—a reminder for both of us. “We’ll just see how you take me.”
“Fine,” she agreed, not seeming to care as long as I filled her with something. She wiggled her hips. “But hurry.”
“One sec, baby.” I chuckled a little, leaning to brush my lips over hers. “I need you to promise you’ll be good for me and stay still first. Can you do that?”
She nodded, eager as ever, and God, I couldn’t wait any longer. I braced her hips with one hand, holding her in place while I dragged my cock through her wet cunt. I dragged it down past her clit until I found her entrance, which I nudged. Once, twice, while Ellie held her breath.
I gripped her hip tighter, wondering if I really had the self-control for this when she was all I’d ever wanted.
But because Ellie was all I’d ever wanted and the one woman I’d ever loved, I knew so solidly that I did.
There was not a single part of my body that would hurt a single part of hers.
It went against my very being, my reason for fucking existing.
Finally, I slid my tip in. Just the head of my cock, but warmth flooded me. Wet, tight heat. Ellie’s breath hitched, and—goddamnit, why did it have to feel so perfect?
“You feel—” She broke off, swallowing hard. “So good.”
“So fucking good, El,” I agreed, letting out a shuddering breath as I dropped my forehead to hers.
We exchanged rough gasps as I pulsed inside her, stilled.
The walls of her pussy clenched around me, like they were searching for more, needing more.
And I couldn’t wait to give it to her. Fuck, did I want to thrust. Soon, but not today.
I’d have to wait—wait to feel her come on my cock, but I could do that. I’d waited long enough at this point.
Ellie whimpered my name, and suddenly, I was worried I’d lose it. When I pulled out, she made a sound of protest, and I flipped us back over, situating her on top of me again so she was straddling my erection. If she wanted more, she could take more.
I reached between us, double-checking that the condom was still snug and in place before I gripped Ellie’s hips and flashed her a crooked grin.
“Make a mess out of my cock.” I dragged her forward and then back, demonstrating how she could slide over me, coat me in her arousal, destroy me. “Ride me, baby.”
Ellie sucked in at the sensation and then made a loud groan when I rubbed against her clit.
And that was all the encouragement she needed. She braced herself back on my chest and then experimented with canting her hips, dragging her cunt over me. Her eyes fluttered shut as she let out a sigh of contentment, and all I could do was sit back and grin like a fucking fool.
“That’s it, El,” I murmured, and she opened her eyes, looking down at me.
“I love you,” she breathed, and it was so dreamy, the way she said it. A reminder that we were living in a fucking fantasy.
“I love you so much,” I groaned when she ground against me harder. “One day, I’ll be so deep inside you again, we won’t know where I end and you begin. I promise.”