Chapter Fifteen
LIAM
W e crash together as soon as my apartment door closes behind us. I’m not even sure who won the race, and I don’t care, as long as I have Ella naked and writhing underneath me in the next two minutes.
A little ambitious in my timing? Maybe.
Totally fucking happening? Yes.
She hasn’t even gotten a proper tour of my apartment yet, but neither of us seems to care. My hands reach to lift the hem of her scrub top as my mouth devours hers and we break away for only a moment as I lift it over her head. Her hands go for my jeans, unbuttoning them extremely quickly. Before I can blink, she’s dropping to her knees, pulling my cock out of my boxers and swallowing it down whole.
“Holy— Fuck!” I nearly shout, my back hitting the door. “Is this because I won the race?” I choke out, trying to stay upright as Ella performs some kind of magic tongue ritual on my dick.
Ella rolls her eyes, popping off my cock to give me some serious attitude. “Please. I clearly won the race. This is just my reward.”
I pull off my shirt and move my hands to grasp her ponytail as she pulls me back into her mouth, running her tongue up the underside of my shaft.
“Oh, fuck yes, Ell.” I’ll let her have control for now. As soon as we make it to my room, though? All bets are off. “Take your reward like a good fucking girl.”
She moans around my cock, the vibration making me grip her hair tighter.
“Good. Fucking. Girl,” I grit out, my head falling back against the door. Pleasure screams in my veins as she works her mouth around me like a damn siren. If I’m not careful, I’m going to blow my load straight down her throat before she gets off. Her hands grip my thighs, anchoring her as she sucks my soul out of my body.
Gently pulling her off my cock by her hair, I look down at her pink cheeks, her lips slightly swollen. She’s so fucking beautiful. Her brows furrow in question and I guide her up to me. “I have too many plans for you for me to cum just yet.”
Her mouth opens slightly, and she nods. “I’d like to see what plans you have for me.”
“Oh, don’t you worry,” I tell her, picking her up by her waist so her legs can wrap around me, her still-clothed pussy rubbing against my cock that’s still hanging out, “I’ll show you. Multiple times.”
My mouth claims hers as I walk us to my room, and then I set her down on her feet. “Take your fucking clothes off.”
Eyes growing wide, she quickly obeys, shimmying out of her scrub pants and taking off her bra, while I take my pants and boxers.
“What now?” she asks breathlessly, and I love how she’s asking me for direction.
“Get on your back. Legs open wide.”
Biting her lip, she turns and crawls onto the bed, then lays on her back, sweet and open and ready for me.
“Are you already wet for me?” I ask, getting between her legs and propping myself up on my elbows, my face inches away from her center. “Look at this perfect, pink pussy.”
A small whimper leaves her as I blow air over her clit, teasing her.
“Liam,” she nearly whines. “Please.”
“Since you asked so nicely,” I murmur, then run my tongue up through her folds. Shit, she tastes like fucking heaven. Her little gasp has me diving in, eager to pull as many sounds like that from her as possible. I focus on her clit, trying to bring her as close to the edge as possible without actually sending her over.
“Oh, shit! Liam!” she cries out, fisting the sheets as she reflexively tries to pull away. Nope. Not letting that happen.
Banding one arm across her waist so she can’t move, I use my free hand to push inside her with two fingers, curling up.
“Can I…” Her voice is hesitant as she tries to speak through her pleasure. “Can I come, please?”
Oh, fuck me . I had let it out during our sexting, but I hadn’t expected her to invite my dominant side into actual sex. “What a good girl, asking for permission. Yes, Ella, come .”
Curling my finger up again, I draw her clit between my lips and suck, she shatters.
Her body shakes with her orgasm, keening cries leave her that has my dick impossibly hard. My tongue against her pussy turns slow and languid, helping her ride the aftershocks of her orgasm. Only when her body has relaxed completely do I withdraw my fingers, sticking them in my mouth and sucking off the excess of her release.
Sitting up on my knees, I look at Ella, sprawled on the bed. Legs wide open, hair fanned out behind her, her cheeks pink and her body flushing with pleasure. A damn goddess. “God, you’re fucking gorgeous.” I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and grip her hips, flipping her so she’s lying on her stomach. “Hands and knees, Ell,” I tell her, landing a gentle spank on her ass. Not hard enough to sting, but enough to get her attention.
Her little intake of breath and small “Oh,” is enough to let me know she liked it. She positions herself just how I told her to and wiggles her ass in the air.
Sassy little thing.
My hands knead the soft flesh of her ass as I line myself up with her entrance, which is already soaked and ready for me. The slide of my cock into her dripping pussy is pure ecstasy, and our moans are the only sound in the room as I completely bottom out. “Fuck, Ella. You’re perfect.”
My fingers dig into the flesh of her as I pull out almost all the way, then slam back in.
“Liam! Oh! You feel so good,” Ella moans, her head hanging down as she braces herself against my thrust.
I slide in and out at a rhythmic pace, the way she gasps and moans when I fill her completely is a sound I want to make into a ringtone.
“That’s it, Ell,” I grind out, throwing my head back. “You take this cock so well.”
I’m close. I’m so damn close, but I want my mouth to be touching some part of her when I cum. Bending over, I band an arm across her shoulders and pull her up so her back is to my chest. “It’s so deep,” she gasps, one arm coming up to grip the back of my neck. My free hand snakes around her front to strum her clit, while the hand that was across her chest reaches up to grab her throat.
A pretty little hand necklace.
I don’t squeeze, but I hold her close to me as my lips suck on the patch of skin beneath her ear.
Her sweet pussy grips my cock like a goddamn vice, fluttering around me as my fingers on her clit send her over the edge. A shrieking cry leaves her, the fingers on the back of my neck tightening and her nails digging into my skin and stinging in the best possible way.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, Ellaaa ,” I moan into her neck, my hips stuttering against hers as I paint her insides with my own release.
“Holy shit,” she gasps, her hand falling off my neck as she slumps forward. My hands shift to hold her as I let my cock slip out of her and lay her on the bed.
“Don’t go anywhere,” I order her, disappearing into the bathroom and wetting a washcloth. When I return, she looks about ready to pass out, so right after I wipe away my cum dripping out of her and get her cleaned up, I pull us both under the covers, her back to my front, and run my fingers through her hair until she falls asleep.
* * *
I haven’t slept that well in… ever.
Waking up with Ella in my arms needs to be the way I wake up every morning now. Nothing else will do. The feel of her cheek against my naked chest, the way her perfect body presses into mine, all the way down to where her leg is thrown over mine.
A contented sigh leaves me, and I feel her eyelashes brush across my chest. She lets out a little hum.
“Are you awake?” Her voice is heavy with sleep, which is really fucking sexy.
“Barely. But I could lay here holding you all day.” My arms tighten around her, as if to prove my point.
“I wish. What time is it? I have to work at nine.”
I turn my head, squinting at the digital clock on my nightstand. “Half-past seven. We have a little bit of time. I work at eleven—a twenty-four-hour shift.”
“So I won’t see you tonight?” She pouts before snuggling further into my chest. “I’ll just have to soak up all the Liam cuddles now.” Her fingers start tracing little circles on my chest before she says in a quiet voice, “I wish I could always wake up like this.”
My heart pounds in my chest at her words, and before I can stop the words, they spill out. “You could, you know.”
She leans back, propping herself up on her elbow, and raises a brow at me. “What do you mean?”
“Well… you could wake up like this every day… if we moved in together.”
She looks shocked for a moment before a huge smile breaks out on her face, and relief fills me. “You would want to live together? It’s been like… five minutes.”
“If you want to get technical about it, it’s been four years. Listen.” I sit up and she does the same, and I take her hands in mine. “I’ve finally got you again, Ell. I don’t want to spend one more day waking up alone instead of with the beautiful woman I’m pretty sure is my soulmate. Not to mention the fact that I’ve already missed so much time with Macie that I need to make up for. Walking away from you four years ago is the biggest regret of my life. You’re it for me, Ella. Both of you. I think moving in with you would be the best way to do it, so Macie’s life isn’t uprooted.” Twice, I don’t say, because as soon as I tell Ella who I am, there’s no way I’m not buying her house. Maybe I should call a realtor before my shift.
She huffs a laugh and shakes her head. “I feel the same way, but… Let’s talk about it tomorrow, okay? I want to make sure I’m not making huge life decisions under the influence.”
“Under the influence?” I arch a brow. “Are you accusing me of using some kind of sex voodoo? Because that definitely sounds like something I’d be into.”
She giggles, a sound so light and wonderful I’m ninety-nine percent sure my heart actually skips a beat. “I bet you would.” Then she leans over and presses the sweetest kiss to my lips. “Will you shower with me? Just keep your sex voodoo to yourself so I’m not late for work.”
All throughout our shower and walking Ella to her apartment so she can get changed, up until she kisses me goodbye at her door, I feel like I’m in a dream of domestic bliss.
This is really happening. Ella, me, Macie… I think this is the happiest I’ve ever been. I never thought I’d see her again, and in the span of a couple of weeks, my entire life has changed in the best way. I’m still in the hallway outside Ella’s door when my phone rings, and when I check it, I don’t let the name on the screen bring me back down to the ground.
My mom can wait, she’s not going to ruin my good mood before I have Ella confirm that she wants to move in together. Suddenly, me just moving into the apartment doesn’t feel like it’s going to cut it anymore. I want to give Ella and Macie everything. For that to happen, they need to know everything about me. My shift is twenty-four hours, so I won’t be able to see her until tomorrow…
Tomorrow. Tomorrow, when Ella and I talk about moving in, I’ll tell her everything there is to know about me, and we can finally start the rest of our lives together.