Chapter 25
Ian
I didn’t need her to ask me twice. I wanted to be completely alone with her too. I needed it. I wanted to explore her the whole night, the whole damn week. The rest of my life.
The Uber ride to my condo was twenty minutes—way too long. I was so damn hungry for her.
The second we were indoors, I pushed her against the wall, kissing her until she hummed against my mouth. Her body was vibrating. I needed to explore every inch of her.
I started by taking off our coats, dropping them in the foyer. Then I lowered myself on my haunches, taking off her sexy ankle boots. Skimming both hands under her dress, I found the waistband of her tights and yanked them down. We both laughed when we heard the sound of fabric ripping.
"I think those are my tights," she said as she stepped out of them. "How am I going to get out of the apartment?"
"You just won't. This is a perfect excuse," I said.
"Oh, I see. So you did this on purpose."
"No, but it worked out the way I wanted." I trailed my fingers up her bare ankles, slowly moving them on the back of her knees and up her thighs. I inched up her sweater dress, following the trail with my mouth on her right thigh until she shivered.
I moved farther up, bunching the dress around her waist and nudging her legs apart. I skimmed my thumb over her panties, between her thighs, until she was soaking wet and gasping.
I looked up at her. I loved seeing her face crumpled with pleasure like this.
Her eyes were shut, and she reached back with her hand to the console to steady herself.
I wanted to bring her completely on edge so that all her senses would be alert.
I wanted to overwhelm her with pleasure and worship her like the goddess she was.
I continued to skim my thumb over that same patch of fabric, only briefly brushing her clit, splaying my hand on her lower belly.
I smiled when she took the dress off herself.
She was desperate for me. I kissed up her stomach until I reached her breasts and clamped my mouth around one nipple over the fabric.
I lavished the other one with attention, too, skimming my thumb over it.
I wanted her so sensitive that she could barely breathe from the pleasure I was about to give her.
I smiled against her breasts when she tugged at my shirt and pulled it over my head. We made eye contact for a few seconds before she leaned in to kiss my chest and Adam's apple. She cupped my erection over my jeans, and I groaned.
"Fuck," I exclaimed. The zipper pressing against my erection was almost painful. She pushed my jeans down, and I lost control. I kissed her hard, doing away with her bra and panties. We were both naked before we even stumbled into the living room, and we only made it as far as the kitchen counter.
I took a condom out of a drawer and put it on, liking the hungry look in her eyes when she saw me touching my cock.
“Keeping condoms everywhere, huh?” she teased.
“I like to be prepared.” I turned her around so her ass was facing me, and she looked at me over her shoulder, eyes wide.
"Hands on the counter. Lean forward," I said.
Licking her lips, she lowered herself with her elbows on the counter, but I pressed her back, so her nipples brushed the cold granite.
She gasped as a shock wave went through her.
Goose bumps broke on her arms, ass, and thighs.
I positioned myself at the entrance, first rubbing her clit with my tip until she gasped and then moaned before sliding in all the way.
I needed to possess her. I needed her now.
She tilted her head back, moaning my name.
I moved in and out, at first a slowly, but then I bent over her, putting one hand on the counter for balance as I increased my pace.
I brought my free hand to her pussy, circling her clit.
I moved it in large, soft circles, watching her face to see what brought her the most pleasure.
Her orgasm formed slowly while I was fighting to stave off mine.
I knew she was close when she pinched her eyes closed and balled her hands into fists.
If we’d been on a bed, she would have fisted the sheets.
She exploded beautifully. She parted her legs even wider. Her whole body curved while I held her tight, feeling her clench around me.
As she rode out the wave of pleasure, she was soft and pliable in my arms, and I moved us to the couch.
We both needed to lie down. Standing up took far too much energy when I wanted to focus it all on her.
I lay down on the couch on my back, and she climbed on top of me.
She looked down at my erection, sliding down it at her own pace.
"Fuck," I exclaimed. She was so damn tight. She moved in a slow rhythm, driving me crazy. I pushed myself up enough to explore her chest and her breasts and to kiss her. Her tongue desperately searched mine, and I kissed her just the way she liked it: hot, dirty, wet.
I was already on edge because she was so tight, but when I felt her come apart again only a few minutes later, I couldn't hold back anymore.
Everything faded when she cried out my name—everything except the shocking pleasure rolling through me.
The orgasm took over my entire body. My chest tightened, my muscles clenched, my vision faded.
"Stay like this," I said and held her on top of me.
"We're sweaty, but I like it."
"I'll keep that in mind." I stroked her back, cupping her ass. She seemed lost in thought.
“What are you thinking about?” I asked.
"Can I have all those flowers brought to the apartment?" Her expression was dreamy. I was so proud for putting it there.
"I'll take care of it.”
“Thanks! By the way, I’m going to talk to my boss tomorrow and tell her I’ll accept the position here.”
“Hell, yes. Best thing I’ve heard.” I pressed my mouth against hers, kissing her long and deep. She was mine .
“Someone’s happy about that,” she murmured.
“Yeah. Ellie, are you sure? If you think the rotation is better for your experience, or even moving to New Orleans for a while… we can pull it off.”
She frowned. “You hated the idea before.”
“Because I thought it meant you’d leave me. I’m on board with anything. As long as you’re mine.”
“I’m sure. I still want to open my restaurant down the road. And I think I can learn a lot here. But here is the thing. Since meeting you, I realized that building my dream doesn’t mean I have to give up on everything else. Thank you for showing me that.”
I touched her cheek, kissing her chin. “I spoke to Dylan about the coding platform.”
Her eyes lit up. “What did he say?”
“He was excited for me. I’m going to seriously work on it after the rollout for Project Z is over. I can’t wait. You’re a good influence on me, Ellie. I’m never letting you go.”
“I want to be here with you. I’ll work out everything else.”
“ We are working out everything else,” I reminded her.
Ellie giggled.
“What?”
“I just can’t believe you think you’re not romantic. Remember when you took care of me when I came home from the hospital? That was super romantic, the way you said to call you because I'm yours."
"You are, Ellie." I brought a hand to her face, cupping her jaw. "All mine."
She giggled, shifting on top of me. I groaned.
"See? That's what I mean. You’re romantic and don’t even know it. Can you say it a couple more times?"
I rolled her over the next second so I was on top. I buried my mouth in her neck, kissing up to her ear. "Your wish is my command."