Chapter 25 #2
Babe. Babe. Babe. She called me babe.
“After sacrament meeting, people, mostly family or Spencer’s friends, will come to our house for food and to say goodbye.
There will be a lot of people because my mom has eight siblings and my dad has five and Spencer is a popular dude.
Luckily it’s summer so they’ll most likely have it in the backyard.
Be prepared to get asked a million times about your tattoos.
If they hurt, what they mean, why you got them.
Also, people will make passive aggressive comments about your hair and your piercings.
I’ll try to keep you away from those people but sometimes I don’t know who’s going to say what, you know?
Just know that I think you’re damn sexy just how you are and I wouldn’t change a thing about you.
” She punctuates that with a slow, tantalizing kiss on my lips.
“You think I’m sexy?” I say against her mouth, my dick starting to stand at attention with her delicious body pressed against it.
“Yes, babe. The sexiest man I’ve ever seen.” Another drugging kiss. “Well maybe the second sexiest. Have you seen Sebastian Stan?”
I narrow my eyes at her, and start tickling her sides. She squeals, trying to fight back, but I pin her to the couch and continue while she giggles. “Take it back!” I say as I continue my onslaught of tickles.
“Fine! Uncle! You’re way hotter than Sebatian Stan.” She says breathily. Her cheeks are flushed from laughing, and now I have her pinned beneath me.
I lean down, centimeters from her lips and say “I’m not a self-conscious man, baby, but I do want to be the only man on your mind. Especially when I have you pinned beneath me.”
“You’re the only man on my mind all the time, Wes.”
“Good. You’re the only woman on mine, Elli.
” I drop my body so my dick is level with her clothing covered pussy, and roll my hips the tiniest little bit.
Her eyes widen as her breath hitches. I see the desire in her eyes and I so badly want to rip off these cute little shorts and absolutely devour her.
I want to make her see stars. I want to claim her.
But I won’t today. Not until I’m certain she’s ready.
But that doesn’t mean we can’t have a little fun.
I lean down and whisper in her ear, “Has anyone ever made you come, Elli?”
She shakes her head. “Just me. And my vibrator.”
Well fuck me, that’s hot.
“Can I touch you, baby?” I ask, skimming my hands down her sides, staying clear of her glorious tits just in case she’s not ready for that.
She nods, sits up, and takes off her cute tank top, revealing a white lace bra that barely conceals her pert, rosy nipples. I wasn’t expecting that, so I just stare at her dumb struck.
She’s so fucking beautiful, maybe I do believe in a God. Only an all-powerful being could create something so heavenly, so gorgeous, that I want to fall to my knees and worship her.
I must have been staring too long because she starts to put her shirt back on. “Don’t.” I say in a husky whisper. I look into her eyes, “Don’t cover yourself back up, please. You’re stunning, Elli.”
The blush I love so much trails all the way down her chest. “You can touch me, Wes. I want you to touch me.” She whispers.
I trace the cups of the bra over the swell of her breast, the skin smooth as silk, before I follow the trail of a lace flower around her budding nipple.
She hisses, arching her chest into my touch so I continue, gently circling it with my pointer finger before taking it between my thumb and pointer finger and giving it a light pinch.
Elli’s answering moan is the sweetest music I’ve ever heard in my life. I want to record it, play it on a loop all day every day.
I sit her up so I can remove her bra fully, and when her breasts fall free, I nearly come in my pants. Sure, I saw a glimpse of how delicious they were when I helped her out of that contraption shirt, but I tried to keep my eyes averted for her modesty.
Now? I’m ravenous. They’re the perfect handful, the perfect weight to squeeze in my palm.
I bring my mouth down to her right nipple and circle the bud with my tongue, and her hands find the back of my head.
I squeeze her left tit while I lick and suck on her right one, pulling more and more moans from her that are trying to make me feral.
“Wes, I want more. Please.” She begs.
I switch to sucking and nibbling her left nipple while playing with her right with my fingers, and roll my hips so my cock rubs against her pussy. Even though we’re both still clothed down there, I can feel the heat radiating from her.
I pop off her nipple to look up at her. “Where’s your vibrator, Elli?”
“It’s in my nightstand drawer…” She looks confused, but I stand and dart to her bedroom.
I grab the pink rabbit from her drawer, and stalk back into the living room, my eyes glued to my girl and the way she’s sprawled on the couch, still half dressed.
I kneel in front of her and snap the band of her shorts. “Can I take these off too?”
At her nod, I gently slide them down her legs, discarding the linen shorts somewhere across the floor. It leaves her in a lace thong that matches the lace of her bra, and I look up at her with a smug grin.
“Elli, Elli, Elli. Were you hoping I’d take off your clothes and see you in this sexy as hell set?”
“Yes.” She says shyly, and I watch the blush I love so much spread down her neck.
“Hmm. And were you hoping I’d take off this flimsy little thong and take a look at this pretty pink pussy?”
“I was hoping you’d do more than look.” Elli says cautiously, like it’s a shameful thing to want.
I never want her to think anything about her is shameful. Her desires, her dreams, her body, her sexuality.
Instead of responding verbally, I pull the thong off of her and discard it across the room with her shorts, then use my thumbs to spread her bare pussy lips and admire the way they glisten with her arousal.
“I never want you to feel ashamed for telling me what you want, Elli. But let me tell you what’s going to happen tonight, okay?” I say, removing my hands from her.
She whimpers at the loss, but nods.
“I’m going to use this little pink vibrator on this little pink pussy, and you’re going to come from that while I play with these perfect nipples, okay?”
“But-”
“That’s the deal, baby. Or I can just leave and you can do it yourself. What would you like?”
Her blue eyes bore into mine and she pleads, “Please make me come, Wes.”
Pleased with her response, I turn on the vibrator and put it to her clit, causing her to jolt and arch upwards.
She moans my name, making my cock even harder in my shorts.
God, I want to take it out and stroke it to the sight of her.
It wouldn’t take me long to come. Especially with the way she’s writhing right now.
“Wes, fuck, I’m so close. Please” She lifts her hips higher to hump harder against the vibrator, so I bring my mouth down and swirl my tongue around her nipple and turn the vibrations up higher.
“That’s it, baby. Take what you need.” I switch nipples, using my free hand to pluck at the one I was previously latched to.
It doesn’t take more than a minute of my ministrations before Elli’s thighs clamp my hand and she moans my name loudly while she comes.
Fuck me. I can feel my cock leaking in my shorts.
I turn the vibrator off and she releases me from the vice grip that is her thighs, and when I pull the toy away, it’s glistening with her release. I’m so tempted to stick it in my mouth just to get a taste of her, but I refrain.
I’ll taste her soon.
As Elli catches her breath, I make my way to the bathroom and wash the toy, then take it back to her nightstand.
When I come back, Elli’s looking at me with a sleepy smile.
“That was… incredible, Wes.”
“Yeah it was, Elli. Watching you come may be my new favorite hobby.” I kiss her forehead. “I don’t want to leave, but it’s been a long day and you need some rest. Let me help you get tucked into bed.”
She nods, and stands. I watch her go through her nightly routine, removing her makeup, brushing her teeth, putting her hair into a loose bun with a satin scrunchie, and doing her skincare routine. It makes me smile, remembering her drunkenly telling me what products to use in what order.
When she’s all dressed in a pink satin pajama set, I help her into bed, plug in her phone, and give her a gentle kiss goodnight.
As I’m about to walk out of her bedroom door, she calls my name. “Thank you for today. It was the best day I’ve had in a really long time.”
“You’re so welcome Elli. Thank you for coming with me. Get some sleep. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Goodnight Wes.”
“Goodnight, baby.”
I make sure to lock her door on my way out, and I drive home with the biggest smile on my face.
I’m one hundred percent in love with Elliana Monson.