CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
Balor
M onday morning in my shower, Ella grinds her ass against me. She moans louder when my cock slips between her cheeks and rubs against her tiny hole.
I did that last night on the floor of my bedroom. Took her there, roughly. We fucked most of the weekend—our first weekend back together—and I loved it.
I hate not having her in my bed every night, but her father comes home soon.
Where the hell should I send him next?
Her hormones drive her to suck my dick in the middle of the night, prompting me to roll over and sink deep inside her, coming so hard. I spill so much seed that it seeps out and splashes against my balls and her thighs.
Wet and slick from the water and my bodywash, our drenched hair sticks to our faces. I can’t get enough of her.
My hands come up from behind and massage her tits, squeezing these pert nipples I dream of sucking all day. Mostly because it drives Ella insane.
She gets more desperate for me every second and to ease her ache, I slip my hand between her legs. We’re both drenched from the rainwater showerhead above, but my fingers know the texture of the silky juices deep inside her pussy.
I pump one finger in and out of her wet cunt and watch her head lower with a groan.
“God yeah,” she whines. “Right there, Balor.”
I work her clit with two fingers and run my tongue across her shoulder, nibbling on the tattoo there. “Are you needy for your boss’s cock this morning?”
Her head bobs up and down, riding my hand. “Please!”
I’m slowly getting used to fucking without a condom, but I need her on edge because I can’t last too long when I’m bare inside her wet cunt.
“Turn around, butterfly.” When she does, I stroke her chin and say, “Open for me.”
Her jaw drops and her eyes light up when I hold my hand in front of her mouth.
“Suck. Suck yourself off me.”
“Yum.” She smiles, taking my fingers into her lush mouth.
“Yum, indeed. The only thing better is when these tangy juices mix with my hot cum.”
Her hands close around my stiff cock, turning whatever languid veins I have left hard as fucking granite.
“I need to fuck you.” I lower to the shower floor. “Sit on my cock.”
She blinks, the water hitting her eyes. “We’re like animals.”
I don’t disagree. Ella lowers herself onto my cock, and I still stretch her even after all these weeks of fucking this tight pussy.
Every inch she sinks onto me triggers my pulse to throb harder.
“Stop torturing me and fuck me,” I groan, pulling her down until I’m balls-deep.
“Oh, Balor,” she cries out my name, and I go feral for it.
Using my shoulders for leverage, Ella moves up and down on my shaft, the heat from her cunt scorching against my skin.
“Yeah, baby. Ride me. Ride my cock. Ride it like a slut.” My cock turns to utter steel for her as I pump into her tight cunt, while she fucks me faster and faster.
I cup her tits. They are by far the most gorgeous set of perky, round breasts I’ve ever seen. She moans louder when I grab them during sex.
Her hormones are on fire, and some places on her body are fucking ripe for my touch.
“I’m gonna come,” she moans. “Any second.”
“Come for me, I want to shoot my cum all over your face.”
Her eyes fly open and then roll in the back of her head as she contracts around my cock with the force of a vise.
I hold on for dear life. And it’s so fucking hard because when she loses her shit on my cock like this, it sends me spiraling.
To increase the pressure, I grip her hips with bruising strength and grind my cock harder inside her.
Now her eyes open and lower to mine. Locked in a stare, she fucks me through the last waves of her orgasm using my cock.
I grip her head and pull our mouths together. “I’m fucking crazy for you, butterfly. I can’t get enough. Don’t want to get enough.”
“Me, too.” She throws her arms around me.
But I’m seconds away from coming. I lift her up and quickly pull my legs out from under me to stand.
I need both hands to wrap around this fucking soda can of girth while I jerk off until ropes of cum splatter her face.
“Open your mouth,” I groan. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck, Ella.” I spill my cum onto her waiting tongue.
I hate that I’ve done this with escorts and thought it was the hottest fucking thing.
But to shoot my load into the willing mouth of a woman who wants me for me, who opens for me because she’s dying to taste my cum, has me climaxing harder than I ever have in my life.
“Don’t swallow.” A truly filthy idea comes to me, and I kneel in front of her. “Kiss me.”
Our tongues dance together. “Spit it back into my mouth. Right fucking now.”
She does it with no hesitation and incredible force. Then kisses me even harder, wrapping her legs around me.
I lift her against the wall and fuck her again.
WE DRESS IN A HURRY since she has to be at school by nine a.m. With our morning sexcapades, it’s a nail-biter making it on time every day.
But since the gala, things have been incredible. We fit, we work, and we’re perfect together. She has me on a schedule because I’m accountable to her. To be present for her and her needs and not work around the clock like I used to.
When Corvin comes home, the rubber meets the road as far as how he’ll react to the news that I’m not only sleeping with his daughter, but that I knocked her up.
“We should probably just fuck in the car,” Ella says with amusement, as we hold hands in the back seat.
She smooths her skirt and when I notice, she says, “You spent so much money on all these clothes for me, and now in a few months, I won’t fit into any of them.”
“Then I’ll buy you more,” I say, kissing her hand that I can’t wait to see with my ring.
“Hopefully, I’ll lose the baby weight quickly and still get some use out of these.”
“Unless you get pregnant again right away,” I say this absentmindedly like my brain has figured out we’re starting a family.
That won’t just be one child.
Not hearing a response, I look her way and smile.
“Assuming...”
“You’re going to be one of those men counting the days until we can have sex again?”
Her vocalizing a somewhat distant future that depicts us still together relaxes me.
I offer a truthful answer. “Probably. ”
She smiles. “I’ll probably be counting the days with you.”
Up in the driver’s seat, Denton shifts, taking my eyes off Ella.
I’ve always used a driver who doubled as a guard for years, not because I’m cheap, but because I could never keep my eyes off my iPad, or phone, or other device to do my job.
I worked around the clock, sometimes sleeping on the sofa in my office at the command center. Too many close calls forced me to realize I needed help in this area.
But Ella has normalized my sleep hours. By being with her all night instead of work, I was forced to delegate shit so I can have a life. With her.
There is no life without her.
We reach Fredricks Elementary, and I check the time.
Ten minutes to spare...
“Circle the block, Denton.” I pull Ella on top of me.
She gasps when she settles on my erection. “Whoa.”
“If you’re going to be a cock tease, you’re getting fucked in the car.”