35. Ella
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***Ella***
A fter the longest day of my life, I spent a solid two hours preparing for my secret meeting with Booth and Fisher. I shaved every part of my body I could reach, lotioned, curled my hair, and even put on makeup. I wore an oversized t-shirt with nothing on under it. No one was finding my panties that time. After I was ready, I paced my bedroom floor and did my best to push down whatever nerves tried to pop up. I was embracing my sexual side, like Mom said.
I was pretty sure most women didn’t get pep talks from their moms before sex but Mom had really helped. I’d just needed to know that she wouldn’t balk at what I was doing. If she wasn’t horrified by me, then I was okay.
I’d spent two weeks sad and overrun with thoughts about sex with the guys. I’d convinced myself that it was never going to happen again and I’d tried to accept it. I’d also spent two weeks doing my best not to think about Vaughn. That was another story, though.
When someone knocked on my door, I nearly jumped out of my skin. I rushed to it and pulled it open, just to see Vaughn standing on the other side. I watched his eyes move from my head to my toes before moving back up slowly. By the time he met my gaze, I was bright red. “Um, hi.”
He stared at me and I could see the wheels turning in his mind. “Going somewhere?”
I forced a laugh and pulled the hem of my shirt lower. “I’m in my pajamas.”
“Your hair and makeup are done.” He checked his watch and growled. “I have to go. I have this dinner thing with the coach’s family. He does it with every member of the team and it’s my turn. This shit goes on for hours. I won’t be back until late.”
I nodded. “Okay.”
I could tell that he wanted to say more but he hesitated. He glanced down the hallway and shook his head. “Put some pants on if you go downstairs, Cinderella.”
“Yes, Dad .”
He narrowed his eyes at me. “I have heartburn now. I never had heartburn before you moved in.”
“You’re getting older, Vaughn. That kind of thing happens.” I realized I was pushing him into a fight and forced myself to stop with the sass. “I’ll put on pants if I go downstairs, Vaughn. Go to your dinner and have fun.”
He continued to stare at me for a few more seconds before swearing and walking away. I watched him go and pushed my guilt away. As soon as the front door slammed shut, both Booth and Fisher’s bedroom doors swung open. I almost laughed as both of them stuck their heads out at the same time.
I didn’t wait for an invitation. I ran across the hall into Fisher’s room and climbed onto his bed. I was kneeling in the middle of it before I’d even looked around to notice that he’d set up mood lighting and music. Booth was inside almost as fast as I was and then Fisher had the door shut and locked.
A wave of nerves struck me but I pushed those right down with the guilt. “So.”
Booth ate up the distance between us with a few long strides and then he was tugging me off the bed and into his arms. His kiss was rough and hungry as his hands roamed my body. When he stroked one of them up my thigh and found no other material waiting to block him, he groaned and pulled back. “You’re not wearing any panties.”
Fisher pressed into me from behind. “You seem a little excited, Ella.”
Booth cupped my sex and grinned when I moaned. “She’s very excited. Her excitement is practically running down her thighs.”
Their confidence in touching me together was through the roof. Their hesitation was gone as they did what they wanted to my body. Fisher cupped my breasts and kissed my neck while Booth gathered my wetness on his fingers and then pushed two of them inside me. I dropped my head back on Fisher’s shoulder and moaned.
“Oh, god.” Widening my stance, I gripped Booth’s massive shoulders and held on as he began pumping his fingers faster. They’d only just started touching me and I was already lost in the pleasure.
Fisher played with my nipples and nipped my earlobe. “We’re fast learners, Ella Rae. We know what we want and that you’re going to give it to us this time.”
Booth hooked his thumb over my clit and rubbed. “You’re going to come for us so many times. We have hours before Vaughn gets back.”
My core clamped down on his fingers as I came for the first time. I moaned their names and struggled to stay on my feet as the gravity of it all hit me. What we were doing was so much bigger than any of my wildest fantasies and I couldn’t help reveling it in.
“We’re just getting started, baby.” Fisher ran his hand down my stomach and took Booth’s place over my clit. He gently stroked it while turning me so we could both watch as Booth undressed and sat on the edge of the bed, his dick firmly in hand. “If it’s too much, say so, Ella.”
Booth nodded. “You’re in charge.”
I shivered and wobbled when Fisher shifted away from me to pull my shirt over my head. “What if I don’t want to be in charge?”
Booth’s dimples deepened as he slowly grinned at me. “That works, too.”
Fisher undressed behind me and pressed his naked body against mine from behind. “You’re going to bend over and suck Booth’s cock, Ella. You’re going to keep this perfect ass up for me and I’m going to fuck you while he watches. Sound good to you?”
I moaned and nodded. “Yes, please.”
Booth crooked his finger at me. “Come here, Ella.”
I was breathing hard and shaking with desire. My heart was hammering away in my chest. Before I could bend over, Fisher turned my face towards him and kissed me. I felt Booth’s mouth over my nipples and whimpered. It was happening. I was the center of their focus and it was a heady experience.
When Fisher pulled back from kissing me he winked and then pressed between my shoulder blades so I’d bend at the waist. My ass pressed into his dick as I bent and I could feel how hard he was. Then Booth’s cock was in front of my face and he was wrapping my hair around his fist to get it out of my face.
“Suck me, Ella.”
I gripped his thighs for balance and ran my tongue over the tip. I loved the sound of his breathing stuttering and the way his fist tightened in my hair. I opened my mouth and took the head inside, running my tongue over it like it was my favorite sucker.
“Goddamn, Ella.” His voice was gruff as he met my gaze and pushed my head lower. “Relax your jaw, baby. Open that mouth and let me have it.”
At the same time, I felt Fisher spreading me from behind and I moaned wildly as he sank his length into me. I jolted forward and gagged as the motion forced more of Booth’s cock into my mouth than I was ready for. Fisher gripped my hips and pulled me back into him, just so he could thrust into me again.
“You’re so wet, Ella. So wet and so tight.” He stroked his hands over my ass and then gripped my hips again as he thrust deep. “You’re taking both of us right now and I’ve never seen anything hotter in my life.”
I sucked harder and deeper at Booth, single-mindedly determined to give as good as I got. I listened to his moans and felt the way he tugged at my hair until I was letting every deep thrust from Fisher rock me forward and farther down Booth’s length.
“Jesus. This is… Holy shit.” Booth grunted when his tip brushed the back of my throat. “Yes, Ella, open that throat for me.”