Chapter 16 #3
Then she got daring. Still stroking me with one hand, she explored my balls with the other, kissing down my shaft to reach them. Then she licked me, flicking her tongue, copying my movements. “Is this good?”
“Everything you do is good. Just don’t stop.”
Ella made a pleased sound and continued her exploration. Driving me crazy.
I wanted to fuck her so badly it almost hurt.
I had never needed to come so hard.
“Get back on my cock,” I ordered, and Ella complied, her heat and suction returning.
But if I was going down, she was going down faster.
With my tongue, I drove into her then slid three fingers inside her at once, moving my mouth to suck hard on her clit.
Ella yelped and bucked, her teeth dragging over my cock.
I jerked in surprise, and my balls tightened, the slight pain kicking off the start of my orgasm.
I worked her faster, needing her to get there first. Ella moaned and tightened around me once more, riding my hand and face, chasing her pleasure.
Then she deliberately used her teeth on me, this time on the ridge as she drew her mouth over my cockhead.
Fuck. Me.
I knew I had a thing for pain, the tattoo gun, the piercing, but I’d never explored it in sex.
Ella had me dead to rights.
She did it again, and it was all I could do to hold myself together. I upped my assault on her, stroking into her and teasing her clit with my tongue.
“G! I’m coming.” She groaned and slid my cock back inside her mouth, over her teeth. Deliberately rough.
Every vibration of her orgasm pulsed through her into me.
Then mine caught up.
“Ella!” I yelled, dropping my head back and trying to push her off me. She didn’t budge. My cock pulsed. My balls emptied. There wasn’t a thing I could do except lay there and come so hard I saw stars.
Ella choked, then laughed and got right back to it, continuing to work me, but gentler now. And she swallowed me down like a champ.
The last of my throbs played out, and she raised her head. Then she lay a sweet kiss on my cock.
I almost whimpered with the pleasure.
“That,” she said, moving around me and lying out at my side, “was hot.”
“Uh,” was all I could manage.
Ella giggled. “Are you okay?”
“Dead. Went to Heaven,” I managed.
She laughed hard now, shaking the bed. I smiled with her and slid my teeth over my bottom lip. Then I pulled her face to mine and kissed her, long and hard.
In unison, our phones buzzed.
“Ignore,” Ella said against my lips.
“Agreed.” We kissed, slow and dirty. Wet tongues, mixing up the taste of one another. I’d never known anything so earth-shatteringly sexy.
My phone buzzed again. “Fuck,” I complained.
“Check it,” Ella said. “If one of the twins is locked out of yours, he’ll only break a window to get in.”
I grumbled agreement then kissed her one last time and sat up, tucking myself away. I stretched to grab my leathers and fished for my phone.
“Work,” I said, reading the screen. The message gave me a change to my flight time. “Fuck’s sake.”
“What’s that?” asked Ella.
“There’s bad weather coming in. I’ll need to leave earlier than planned.”
“Where are you going?” She turned her big eyes onto me, and my fucking heart melted. Of all the times this could have happened.
“I’ve got six weeks working on oil rigs.”
“Six weeks?” She blew out a breath. “You’re going to miss Christmas at the castle?”
I shrugged. “I took the shift so people with families could have the time off.”
“You have a family.”
“They won’t miss me too badly.”
The heat between us rapidly evaporated. With a small frown marring her brow, Ella reached to take her phone from her bag.
She gave a quick inhale, her hand to her mouth. “Beth’s in labour.”
“No!”
“She’s early, though. James will be in pieces. I better go home.” She pulled at the hem of her dress, inching it down her thighs.
Then she seemed to decide something, bringing her fierce gaze back on me.
“You’re wrong. Everyone will miss you. I’ll miss you.
” She shook her head. “If you’re insisting on me living before you’ll see me again, you’re going to have to give me a list of all the things I need to do.
I get that I can be better at this.” Her face flushed, and I guessed she meant bedroom activities. “So, what, am I dating?”
“Date, see who’s out there, but don’t sleep with anyone. You don’t need practice. That isn’t what I meant at all.” The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them, because fuck, this was her life, not mine.
Except I didn’t want any other man touching her.
Ella’s embarrassment lifted, and she gave me a coy smile. “I’ll text you with updates.”
We had each other’s numbers but we hadn’t used them since I’d flown in to get her from Belvedere all those months ago.
Such a simple thing, but it felt like a milestone.
The springs creaked as I climbed from the bed, taking my cue to leave. “I willnae have much signal for weeks.”
“Then I won’t expect to hear back until you do.” She sat in the messy sheets, hair tousled, cheeks pink, never looking so lovely. “But I will hear from you, G?”
“Aye, ye will,” I replied, and somehow, after keeping away from Ella for months, she was back in my life.
And I was maybe back in hers.