Chapter 19
I needed to get out while Sylvie was willing. I had been having a blast all day long with the kids and the parents, but with the glances Ellis had been casting my way, I just needed to be alone with him.
"Where are we going?" he asked when we had settled into my car and were pulling out of his street.
"I thought we could go to my place," I replied, half asking, half telling.
He smirked at me sexily. "That sounds good to me."
God, I needed to get this man back to my house as fast as I could. I needed to get him alone. I needed to see just where it would lead without him running away on me like he did last time.
"You know, I've never asked. Where do you actually live?" Ellis was watching London pass by outside the car windows.
"In a nice terrace house by the Thames."
Ellis glanced over at me with suspicion. "You live in a terrace house?"
I smirked. Yes, I did, but not the kind of terrace house he probably had in his mind. "Yes, just down the street from the riverside. It's a nice neighbourhood. You can tell me what you think of it when we get there."
Ellis' brow creased as we drove along the Thames through Battersea. I knew he was trying to figure out where we were going. I turned onto Battersea Bridge Road and headed over the Thames.
"Chelsea?" he guessed.
I just laughed. "You'll see soon enough.
" I pulled down the narrow part of the street outside my house.
I turned towards the large wooden gates and pressed the button on the fob to open them.
Ellis glanced over at me. I knew this wasn't the kind of terrace he was thinking about, but from the outside, it looked like my house was a tiny bungalow shoe horned in between two rows of terrace houses.
Instead, it was so much more. I pulled into my parking spot outside and smiled at Ellis.
"Welcome to Casa Aiden." I pressed the start/stop button to silence the engine and got out of the car.
Ellis blinked and took in what I was doing. He got out and followed me to the front door. "Are you ready?" I smirked. He gave me a bit of a cheeky glare. I put the key in the door and in we went. As soon as we walked into my house, the room opened out into a huge living space. I heard Ellis gasp.
“Jesus, Aiden. This place is huge.”
“Deceptive, isn’t it?” I chuckled. “It’s got five bedrooms, all with their own bathroom upstairs. There’s an office and roof terrace above that, and there’s a gym and family room downstairs,” I explained. “Come on. I’ll show you.”
I led Ellis around my house. I was nervous as hell.
I’d never had anyone there. It was my tranquil island in a sea of chaos.
No one knew where it was aside from my family.
I didn’t entertain there, and I certainly didn’t take men there.
Ellis was a first. He silently walked around my house, taking in everything, admiring all the light airy rooms, and all the space.
It’s funny; it had never felt empty until I showed it to him.
“You have so many rooms,” Ellis mused.
I shrugged. “I have to be honest, it’s not something I had thought about until now.”
He blushed. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad about your house. It is stunningly beautiful, and very deceptive from the street. I’m just blown away by how gorgeous it is.”
“It’s fine, honestly.” I smiled. “And this is,” I flicked on the light, “my bedroom.”
Ellis looked at the bed, walked over, and bounced down on one side of it. “So, have you had many guys back to your house?”
I felt warmth wash over me. Was Ellis jealous? I walked over to him, keeping my eyes locked with his as I did. “None.”
He looked shocked. “What, not ever?”
I shook my head. “Nope. Not a single one.”
“Oh,” he said as he looked up at me from the bed.
“I’ve never let anyone in this house before tonight.”
He swung his legs back over the side of the bed, stood, and came back over to me.
His hand skimmed over my jaw line and his lips found mine.
I felt what he was saying in his kiss. He was thanking me that he had been allowed in.
There had never been any doubt in my mind that I would let him in, and to more than my house.
I returned his kiss with fervour, licking along his lips, teasing his mouth open so I could let my tongue dance with his.
Ellis moaned against my mouth, and I moved us around the tiniest bit so I could press him against the wall.
My hands went to his waist, and I grabbed at his clothes to pull him tight against me as our passionate kiss continued.
I wanted him to know just how much I needed him in that moment.
His armed snaked around my neck, holding me against his mouth.
Kissing Ellis felt like the most perfect thing I had ever experienced. The way his body moulded against mine. The way his tongue played over mine. The way he moaned softly when he felt how hard my cock was against the front of his hip. Everything about him was just perfection.
He let one of his hands drop from the back of my neck, skimming it over my whole body, touching my chest, slipping across my stomach, and heading straight down until it rested over my cock. When he rubbed along my hard length through my jeans, I gasped and broke our kiss.
We both looked down to where his hand was touching me.
Ellis looked up at me with a grin, his hazel eyes shimmering with lust. I put my hands up on the wall on either side of him, just above his shoulders.
I widened my stance just a fraction and I waited to see what Ellis would do next.
He looked down at his hand and pressed it firmly against my throbbing cock again.
I didn't know if he was teasing me or challenging me.
Part of me wished he would drop to his knees, take out my dick, and slide it into his waiting, wet mouth.
Another part of me wanted him to turn around, press his arse against my cock, and beg me for it inside him.
Ellis did neither.
With one hand, Ellis undid the buttons on my shirt.
The other, he kept rubbing me with, teasing me, making me want more.
But he was so much of a damn turn on that I was starting to feel more frustrated than teased, but unlike the usual frustration, this was the most delicious kind I'd ever experienced.
"Oh, fuck, Ellis." I moaned when he slid his hand over my chest, tickling against the hairs there.
His touch was exquisite and I hungered for more.
His fingers moved over my nipples, and my cock lurched in his hand.
Ellis grinned and dipped his head to plant a line of kisses and licks across my chest before finally resting on my nipple, latching his mouth around it and sucking it gently.
Holy fuck. Between the pressure from his mouth and the pressure from his hand, he was going to make me so damn turned on that I would embarrass myself like a teenage schoolboy.
I couldn't take it any longer, and I took a step back, my body on fire and already missing his touch.
I took Ellis by the hand and led him back towards my bed, pulling my shirt from my body as I did.
I needed more of him, and I needed it now.