Chapter 5
CHAPTER FIVE
HUDSON
Ellie’s back arches, head falling onto the pillows and messily framing her flushed face as Nat begins to languidly lap at her slit.
Ellie’s nipples peek through the fabric of her shirt, and I desperately wish she wasn’t wearing it.
I’m ashamed to admit the number of times I’ve thought about Ellie’s tits.
They’re full and round—the kind you can drown in.
I’m embarrassed by the frequency with which I’ve watched her shut her bedroom door and then gotten myself off imagining her naked on the other side of it.
Now, I’m here, and she’s almost entirely bare, splayed out on her bed like a dessert I can’t fucking have. Nat moans, and I can only imagine how divine Ellie tastes. My cock fucking aches at the sight and the sound of the two of them.
I’m too goddamn old for this.
I was supposed to be married—settled down. I don’t know how I found myself in this position: sat in a chair, obeying orders from a twenty-one year old like I’m her fucking dog while she feasts on my step-daughter’s pussy right in front of me.
Fuck.
I’d known I was signing myself up for chaos when I began messing around with Natalia, but fuck, if she doesn’t look like an angel on her knees. Whether she’s below me with my cock in her mouth or in front of me with Ellie’s cunt in her face, she’s fucking flawless.
She pins Ellie’s thighs down, and I have a perfect view of the way her tongue has Ellie split open, circling her clit with precise rhythm. Ellie’s hands are caught in Nat’s hair as her body shamelessly bucks, chasing that pleasure.
Nat pulls back, running a knuckle down the length of Ellie’s center, whispering, “She tastes so good, Coach,” before slowly pushing one finger inside.
Ellie’s breath catches, body tensing before she lets out a soft mewl of pleasure.
Natalia’s eyes spark as she glances at me. “Are you hard right now? Watching us?”
“Yes,” I bite out gruffly, frustrated with her relentless teasing.
I don’t realize I’m reaching for my cock until Natalia tsks and hisses, “No touching. Not unless our girl tells you that you can.”
Ellie lifts her head, looking passion-hazed with heavy-lidded eyes. She studies me raptly, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth as her long lashes flutter over her flushed, freckled cheeks. The epitome of seduction.
I expect her to relent, to tell me I can do what I want. I know it’s her nature to please, and that understanding makes me impossibly hard.
Instead, to my surprise, Ellie smiles and shakes her head. Somehow, I’m harder.
“You want to edge him, angel?” Nat coos, winking at me.
I’m throbbing, and I know if this goes on much longer, I’m inadvertently going to give them both exactly what they want.
Ellie nods, and if I couldn’t be more blown away by her, she says softly, “Maybe if you listen well, I’ll reward you afterward.”
My cock pulses, and I’m reduced to a whimpering fucking mess.
They muse at how pathetic I am before Nat dives back between her best friend’s thighs, pumping her middle finger in and out of Ellie’s center before adding a second.
The pressure of her tongue moving in tempo with the rapid rhythm of her hand quickly has Ellie’s legs trembling, her throat moving with cascading cries of pleasure, her chest heaving in a way that has heat sparking at the base of my spine.
It’s like I’m watching the pressure grow within her, and I know she’s about to lose herself entirely.
Natalia moans, her face buried deep between Ellie’s thick thighs, and I wonder if she feels it too.
I can hear how wet Ellie has become, the sound of her echoing through the room and mixing with her moans.
I let myself imagine how it must feel to bring her to that edge, to feel her crash against my skin and my face and my tongue.
And when Ellie does burst, it’s so unexpectedly erotic, the heat inside me explodes too.
I let out a low groan as I clench the armrest of the chair I’m sitting in, mind scattering with the weight of my release.
It coats my cock and my underwear inside my pants, and while it’s an effort to take my eyes off the scene playing out in front of me, I glance down to find a wet spot spreading across my groin.
I shudder in embarrassment at the sight.
“Oh…my…” Ellie pants, and when I lift my eyes, I find Natalia pulling back from between her legs with the most triumphant grin as she licks Ellie’s release from her lips.
The vision of Ellie coming—trembling limbs and arched back, her hands deep in Nat’s hair as she cried her name, the look of her wetness dripping from Nat’s face—will forever be branded behind my eyelids, the only thing I’ll ever need to get hard again.
“That…” Ellie continues, but Natalia hushes her, kissing up her thighs and over her body until she reaches Ellie’s face, tucking a strand of auburn hair behind her ear.
There’s astonishment on Ellie’s face and raw adoration on Nat’s as they look at each other, and I wonder how it’s taken either of them this long to see just how deep their friendship ran, just how much more than friendship it truly is.
“What do we do now?” Ellie asks softly, and I almost wonder if she didn’t intend for me to hear.
“I have to go practice.” Nat laughs breathlessly when Ellie’s eyes widen in panic.
“It’s okay. Coach is going to take care of you.
” She lifts off the bed, finding her discarded shirt at my feet and grabbing it before lifting a slow brow at the evidence of my enjoyment of their little show.
Turning back to Ellie, Natalia says, “I know exactly what I want, but I think the two of you have some shit to figure out, so I’ll give you time to do that. ”
She pulls her shirt over her head as Ellie slowly sits up in bed and eyes me from across the room.
I feel frozen for some reason I can’t explain.
I’m a little terrified to be alone with Ellie again, because Natalia seems to bring out a courage in all of us that I’m not sure Ellie and I can find on our own.
“Oh, and Ells,” Nat says, reaching the door. “We were right. Your pussy is so pretty, Hudson came in his pants watching you.”
With a wink, she leaves me and Ellie staring after each other with dumbfounded expressions. Ellie bites her lip again, but it’s not the look of playful seduction it was before. Now, she’s nervous. Unsure.
I decided to take the lead, finally willing my limbs to move as I stand from the chair and reach a hand toward her. “Do you want to take a shower?”
She offers me a bashful but genuine smile before nodding and taking my hand.
I pull her out into the hallway, but rather than turning toward her bathroom, I take us through my bedroom into my much larger ensuite. Flipping on the light, I turn her so her back is against the sink before placing my hands on her hips.
“Tell me if I’m doing something you’re not okay with, yeah?”
She nods, and my fingers inch beneath the fabric of her top, lifting it as she raises her arms over her head so I can take it off her. As I toss it to the floor, and she stands before me completely bare, my mouth dries out, and I’m left speechless.
Her skin is soft as silk, pale and flushed pink, heavy, tear-drop breasts ready to be handled, the rest of her body deliciously full and curvy, though built with the kind of strength only an athlete can hold.
I’m slow moving my hand toward her chest, giving her plenty of time to tell me to stop, but she doesn’t when my knuckle grazes over her rosy nipple and I feel it pucker against my skin.
“You’re beautiful,” I say in a breath.
“I don’t exactly have the kind of body you see with models,” she whispers.
“Ellie,” I rasp, dragging my hand up her chest and cupping her jaw. “You are beautiful. So fucking desirable. Look at me.” We both glance down, realizing I’m already hard again, my cock tenting the fabric of my joggers where I’ve already left a stain.
Her breath hitches.
“I’ve wanted you for a long time, but at first, I knew it was wrong of me to think of you like that.
Not when I was married to…” I trail off, shaking my head.
“Then, you moved in here and…well, no matter how badly I want you, what I want more is for you to feel safe and comfortable. I don’t want to jeopardize that. ”
“Me either,” she says softly, placing her hand over mine. “But I think I’ve realized now that it’s worth the risk. I want you so badly it hurts, but it hurts more seeing you and Nat together…” She bites her lip, eyes meeting mine in a blaze of heat. “Without me.”
“But Nat and I together…with you?”
“I want that,” she whispers. “I couldn’t stop thinking about it while she was going down on me.
How good it felt, but how it would feel even better if you were inside me at the same time, how it would feel if I was doing that to her…
doing it to you while she watched. I…” She huffs an astonished laugh.
“I want all of it with both of you, and I don’t know how to make sense of that. ”
“Me either,” I admit. “But I want those things too.”
She nods, relief flashing across her features.
“But Ellie…do you know what I really want right now, at this moment?”
She shakes her head, green eyes bright with lust, a glow over her red cheeks and soft skin.
“I want to kiss you so fucking bad. Can I do that?”
She doesn’t answer. Instead, she eagerly slides her palm around the back of my neck, taking control of my entire being as she hauls my mouth to hers.