Bones
I’d planned to take things slow. It’s what she needed.
It’s what she’d asked for, but the woman was driving me to the brink of insanity.
The simple touch of her lips set me on fire, an intense heat surging throughout my body.
Her soft, delectable lips called out to me, begging to be devoured.
Our tongues met, and I became instantly addicted to her intoxicating taste—sweet warmth with a hint of mint.
A light moan vibrated through her chest as her fingers began tangling in my hair. She pressed her breasts against my chest as my hands roamed down her back and over the curves of her ass. I couldn’t believe how perfect she felt in my arms. It was like she was made for me and only me.
Remembering the guys were just in the next room, I pulled back, but when I looked down at her lust-filled eyes, I couldn’t stop myself from leaning in for another.
She opened her mouth with a low moan, and I couldn’t stop myself from delving deeper, savoring the soft caress of her lips and the quickening of her breath.
Just like the times before, I quickly became lost in her touch, unable to control the storm of desire that was brewing deep inside of me.
I was on the verge of scooping her into my arms and carrying her to my bed when I heard Savage shout, “There’s no way he could’ve missed that fucking foul! Where the fuck did they get these refs?”
“Come on! That’s bullshit!” Wrath roared.
Amidst all the shouting and carrying on, the doorbell rang, and Elsie giggled when Savage yelled, “Bones! The pizza is here!”
"Coming!" I hated that we'd been interrupted, but there was little I could do about it. I brought my hand up to Elsie's face, then softly raked my knuckles along her cheek. "I'll get rid of them."
"No, you don't have to do that." She raked her teeth across her bottom lip. "It’s fine. Besides, the game won’t last that long.”
“You sure?”
She nodded, then said, “Positive.”
The doorbell rang again, and Wrath immediately started shouting, “Yo! Bones! The pizza...”
“I said I was coming!”
Elsie followed me back into the living room and returned to her spot on the loveseat while I answered the door.
I’d barely given the driver his cash when Savage and Wrath came rushing up behind me.
They greedily grabbed the boxes of pizza and carried them over to the table.
Wrath opened one of the boxes, and they were about to dive in when I told them, “You know, I’ve got plates. ”
“Yeah, my bad.”
Wrath sat down, and they waited as I went to the kitchen to grab some napkins and plates.
When I returned, we all loaded up on pizza and wings, then sat back and watched the game.
Every so often, I would glance over at Elsie, and time and time again, I found her staring at me with a heated look in her eyes.
Seeing that she wanted me just as much as I wanted her had my cock throbbing against my jeans.
I wanted nothing more than to toss her over my shoulder and carry her to my bedroom, but with the guys sitting right next to us, that wasn’t an option. So, I did the only thing I could. I sat back and watched the game, biding my time until Elsie and I were finally alone.
It was a tough game, but in the end, the Lakers won. The guys were feeling the need to celebrate, so I wasn’t surprised when Savage suggested, “We should head down to Danvers and play a couple of rounds of pool.”
“I’m in.” Wrath finished off his beer, then stood and started for the door. “You two coming?”
“No. I think we’re gonna pass.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah, seriously.”
Savage studied me for a moment, then shrugged and mumbled, “Okay. Suit yourself.”
Without any further argument, Wrath and Savage said their goodbyes to Elsie and then, they were on their way. They’d barely walked out when Elsie hopped up and started collecting all the empty pizza boxes. “I can get that later.”
“It’s no problem.”
She didn’t even look at me as she skirted past me and headed into the kitchen. I grabbed a few empty bottles from the table, then followed her into the kitchen. I tossed the empty beers into the trash and was about to walk over to Elsie when she darted into the living room for more trash.
When she returned, I couldn’t help but notice that the heated look in her eyes from earlier was gone and had been replaced with a look of apprehension. Curious about what was going on with her, I asked, “Hey, is everything okay?”
“Yes... No.” She tossed everything into the trash, then whipped around to face me. “This is just our second date.”
“Yeah. And?”
“I really love being with you, and I don’t want to mess it up.”
“You’re worrying over nothing, Elsie. There’s nothing you could do that would ever mess this up.”
“I wish that was true, but it’s not.”
“I don’t understand.”
I felt like I was punched in the gut when she admitted, “I know about you and Lacy... And Makayla and the other hang arounds.”
I didn’t have to ask. I knew exactly what she was talking about.
There was a time when I thought I’d never be with a woman.
I was socially awkward and quiet. I didn’t know how to talk to a beautiful woman, much less how to pleasure them, so I kept my distance.
But the girls made it their mission to pull me out of my shell, and after one too many drinks, I found myself in bed with Makayla.
She made it easy. She was eager and experienced, so there was no question of what I should do.
Makayla took control, and in a blink, my cock was in her mouth, and I was about to blow.
I’d barely come when I was eager for more, and Makayla was quick to give me what I wanted.
After that night, I stopped being distant with Makayla.
In fact, I pursued her on countless occasions, but no matter how intense, how rough or taboo, I always felt like there was something missing.
I spent a few random nights with Lacy and a couple of the other hang arounds, but like I had with Makayla, I was often left feeling unfulfilled. It was all in my head. I knew that, but I quickly lost interest in getting an easy lay. I wanted something more. I wanted Elsie.
I stepped over to her and did my best to keep my voice steady as I told her, “I don’t know what they told you, but that was a long time ago. I haven’t hooked up with any of them in years.”
“I know. That’s not the issue.”
“Then, what is?” I gave her a moment, but she didn’t respond. “I can’t read minds, Elsie. You gotta talk to me, or we’re never gonna get past this.”
“I’m not Lacy or the other girls.”
“Not seeing how that’s a problem.”
“I don’t have the experience they have.” Her eyes met mine as she admitted, “I have some, but nothing like them.”
“Wait... Are you saying...”
“Yeah, that’s exactly what I’m saying.”
Once again, I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me.
I don’t know why I was surprised by her confession.
Elsie had made a point never to mess around with any of the brothers.
Hell, she’d hurt their feelings in a second if one of them crossed a line, and she was the same way with the assholes from her school.
I always knew the dates never led to anything, but I never dreamed that she’d never been intimate with a man.
The thought of her being untouched, unmarked by another man, fascinated me in ways I couldn’t begin to describe. I wasn’t bothered at all. In fact, it only made me want her more. “How can you think that’s a problem?”
“It’s not a problem exactly.” She placed the palm of her hand on my chest as she said, “It’s just we’ve finally gotten to this point, and I really like the way things are going. I don’t want to do anything that might mess things up.”
“That could never happen, but if you’re worried about it, we’ll take things slow.”
“That’s just it. I don’t want to take things slow.” She slipped her arms around my neck and pulled me close as she whispered, “I want to be with you. I really do. I’m just...”
“I get it. I really do.” I kept my eyes trained on hers as I said, “I need you to tell me something.”
“O-kay.”
“How many dates would it take?”
She lowered her hands and stepped back with a confused expression. “What do you mean?”
“How many dates would it take?”
“It’s not about that, Wyatt.”
“I don’t want you doing anything until you’re ready, and if that means we go on a couple more dates, then that’s what we’ll do.”
“Or...” She reached for my hand and led me down the hall. “We could just take things a little slow now and see how it goes.”
As soon as we were in the bedroom, she turned to face me, slipped her arms around my neck, and drew me close.
Without giving me a chance to argue, her lips met mine in an explosive kiss, so eager and full of hunger, and every touch of her tongue only made my need grow more intense.
She felt so fucking incredible. Hell, it was all I could do to keep myself from taking her right there standing in the bedroom door.
My tongue glided along hers, stoking the fire that burned deep within us both.
Fisting her hair at the nape of her neck, I eased her head back, and delved my tongue deeper into her mouth.
Arching against me, she moaned when I broke the kiss and began trailing my lips along her jawline, licking my way down her neck.
“You’re so fucking incredible.” Nibbling on her lobe, I ran the tip of my tongue along the length of her neck, then made my way back to her mouth.
All her little whimpers and moans spurred me on, guiding me to give her exactly what she needed.
There was nothing else like it.
When I finally drew back, she looked up at me with lust-filled eyes, and I knew I had to have her. Resting my forehead against hers, I stared into her eyes. “I need you to be sure about this.”
“I am sure.” Her eyes filled with emotion as she whispered, “I trust you, Wyatt. I know you won’t hurt me.”
“Fuck.”
I placed my hand at the nape of her neck, drawing her close once again.
She ran her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer, and returning my kiss with fervor.
A part of me had always known that the pull I felt towards her was mutual.
I could feel it lingering under the surface, just begging to be released, and if this kiss was any indication, there was no doubt that Elsie wanted me just as much as I wanted her.
My hands moved lower, exploring her body, and she moaned into my mouth as I grabbed her ass and pulled her closer.
I felt a slight smile play on her lips as she ground her hips against mine, clearly enjoying my growing arousal.
My cock throbbed against the fabric between us, aching to be buried between her legs.
I gave Elsie’s hair another slight tug, forcing her head back as I trailed my lips down her throat. Her breath caught as I reached the dip between her neck and collarbone. Her hands gripped my hair, and I could feel her heart hammering in her chest.
I couldn’t remember ever wanting anything like I wanted her.
For reasons I couldn’t begin to explain, I needed her, burned for her, and with every touch, she stoked the fucking fire.
She shifted her hips forward, grinding herself against my ever-hardening cock.
I looked down at her as I warned, “We start this, then there’s no going back. I’m going to want you again and again.”
She rocked against me, taunting me to give her what she so desperately desired, and with one last shift of her hips, all of our inhibitions disintegrated into the darkness. I stepped forward, pinning her back against the wall, then trailed kisses to her earlobe.
I wanted to take things slow, but Elsie’s soft sighs fueled my desire. I needed more.
More of her little whimpers.
More of her intoxicating scent.
More of her touch.
I wanted to explore every inch of her body.
It was at that moment that I realized how different I felt with Elsie than with the others.
I didn’t feel that sense of emptiness in the pit of my stomach.
It was just the opposite. I felt whole. Alive.
Recharged in a way that I’d never felt before, and it was all her.
Elsie was my reset.
I ran my tongue along the curve of her neck as she moaned, “Oh, Wyatt.”
Unable to resist a moment longer, her hands slid down my chest to the hem of my t-shirt.
A sexy smirk crept across her lips as she lifted it over my head and tossed it to the floor.
Her pupils grew wide as her gaze burned across my muscular chest and various tattoos.
If the expression on her face was any indication, she liked what she saw.
Elsie took a step back and slowly slipped off her boots, then her sweater and jeans.
She looked absolutely stunning standing there in only her white lace bra and panties.
Her eyes remained fixed on mine as she placed her hands on her hips, then slowly eased her panties down her hips.
As soon as they hit the floor, she reached behind her back and unfastened her bra.
The second she slipped it from her shoulders, I took a step forward and pinned her against the wall. “So fucking beautiful.”
I needed to make sure she was ready for me, so I lowered my hand between her legs.
I slid my fingers across her center and was pleased to find that she was already wet for me.
With my other hand, I cupped her breast, brushing the pad of my thumb over her hard nipple.
I kissed along the curve of her neck as I started to tease her clit.
I began trailing kisses along her collarbone, then slowly made my way down her stomach as I lifted her left thigh and hooked it over my shoulder. I glanced up at her as I asked, “You still trust me?”
She nodded, then watched as I brushed the tips of my fingers up and down her center, then slipped a finger inside and kneaded her clit with my thumb.
She moaned as she rode my fingers, and by the sound of her rapid breaths, I could tell she was getting close.
I moved my mouth to her clit, nipping and sucking as my fingers continued their torturous rhythm.
“I... I’m... I’m... Oh, God! Don’t stop,” she cried out, her fingernails digging into my shoulders, desperate for something to hold on to. Twisting her fingers in my hair, she succumbed to her release. She continued to chant curses as she fell into the haze of her release.
Her body grew limp, but I wasn’t done with her yet—not even close.