Chapter 12
I t was the dawn of a new day, and hope seeped in. With Ellie by my side, anything felt possible.
The sunrise lit the sky pink and gold, casting reflected light onto her upturned face.
She let out a little sigh when my lips met hers, her eyes drifting closed as she leaned into me.
As the kiss deepened, my entire body felt alive, flooded with love and awake with hope for the future we could build together.
No matter what else happened outside our little bubble, right here, right now, all was right in the world.
We fell to the side in slow motion, settling on the plywood floor, consumed by the kiss. Ellie’s hands roamed my back, her foot running up my shin as she moaned into my mouth.
I felt myself growing, electrified by her touch when her lips opened to swallow me back into the kiss. My dick pressed into my zipper, seeking her. Our tongues tangled, more and more desperate to find the deepest parts.
I broke the seal of the kiss, my lips trailing across her cheek to her ear. “I could do this forever.” Her body shuddered at the tickle of my words.
I kissed down her neck, breathing in her honeysuckle scent.
Tasting the salty sheen on her skin made me hungry for more.
I wanted to cover her with kisses, to taste every inch of her.
I climbed over Ellie, my hardness pressed into her thigh.
I couldn’t help but groan as my mouth moved down her chest. Tugging at the neckline of her tank top, I looked up into her eyes as I freed a breast.
She stared back with a fiery gaze as my mouth covered her nipple, just as desperate for me as I was for her.
Ellie gasped and moaned as I sucked and teased, biting her gently. “Oh, Spencer. That’s amazing.”
I slid a firm palm down her side, halting at the zipper of her denim shorts.
She groaned as I pressed into the mound between her thighs, trailing my lips over her stomach until I reached the copper-colored button of her Levis.
My heart raced with anticipation as I unfastened her shorts.
I hooked around the waist, pulling, and her hips lifted to help.
Her pink cotton panties were moist with her scent under my palm. My mouth watered for her as I rolled her panties down, exposing the triangle of light brown hair.
I locked her gaze that burned with desire as she opened her knees.
She knew exactly what I was doing, even if I did not.
The sight of her, open to me like that, made me grow until it hurt.
I’d never seen a woman’s anatomy up close, but I was certain that Ellie’s was the prettiest pussy on the planet.
In the golden light just after dawn, I’d never seen a more beautiful sight .
Lowering to my elbows between her knees, I looked into her smiling eyes as I parted her lips. When I turned my gaze back to her sex, surveying her glimmering folds, I throbbed in my shorts so hard it felt like I might burst if I didn’t get inside her soon. But I needed to taste her first.
I sucked in a breath and swallowed, licking my lips as they moved toward her center.
I kissed her tentatively at first, soft pecks up one side and down the other, breathing in her scent as sweet as jasmine.
With the tip of my tongue, I traced the same path.
Her breath caught when I reached the top.
When I repeated the pass on the other side, her eyes opened wide as I reached the apex.
Her fingers snaked into my messy brown hair, gripping my scalp. Urging me to stay there.
I lingered, licking the place where her folds met while she moaned. Her supple flesh tightened in my mouth, hardening to a nub. Like a perfect pink pearl under my tongue.
I focused all my effort there when I saw how she responded, sucking harder and harder and then teasing it with my teeth like I had her nipple.
Her hips lifted, pressing into my mouth, swirling as she called out, “Oh my god, Spencer.” She writhed under me, gasping. “Don’t stop,” she whined. “Don’t stop.”
Ellie’s escalating pleas were like kerosene on the fire inside me. I gripped her thighs to hold her in place and devoured her until she wailed into the morning air.
Her whole body trembled after her moans died down. She panted, staring in disbelief.
“How did you learn to do that so well?” Then she held up a hand to stop me, her flushed face scrunched. “Wait, maybe I don’t want to know. ”
My only previous attempt was a bumbling one in the back of a Cutlass, which I’d quickly abandoned. “Not from experience, that’s for sure. But it came naturally, like everything with you.”
Her mouth curved into a warm smile. “I know what you mean.” Hand running over the tent in my shorts, she squeezed me through the khaki fabric. “Do you want me to do it to you?”
I hadn’t even thought of her reciprocating. I was afraid I might not be able to control myself if she did. “I do. I really do,” I said, stroking her hair. “But not yet. That can wait…” I knelt beside her, tearing off my T-shirt and unzipping my shorts, pushing them to the floor.
Waving her toward me, I grinned. “Come here.”
Her hungry gaze took me in before she sat up, scooting closer.
I lifted her tank top over her head, pausing to soak up the sight of her naked form. Perfect breasts peeked from beneath her golden tresses. I pushed her hair back over her shoulders, biting my lip. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.”
Her chin dipped shyly. I hooked my finger under her jaw, turning her eyes up to mine. “I’m the luckiest guy in the world.” I lowered my head to plant a kiss on her waiting lips.
As the kiss deepened, I eased her back onto the floor of the mangrove treehouse. Her arms wrapped around my neck, knees opening for me once more. My body pulsed with longing as I positioned myself at her entrance. Breaking from the kiss to watch her face, I eased into her slowly .
Ellie gasped as I filled her, her blue eyes so wide I could see into their depths as she clenched around me.
When she winced, I pulled back and took my time, waiting for her body to open for me.
I pressed gently to her limit and stayed, throbbing inside her until her hips shifted to try and take more of me.
Our bodies moved in sync while the sounds of our heavy breath drifted into the mangroves.
I slid in and out with slow strokes, until the insistent swivel of her hips urged me to speed up my measured rhythm.
Her hands trailed down my back to my butt and pulled me deeper.
My body desperately worked to give her what she craved.
I didn’t care that splinters from the weathered plywood bored into my knees.
No pain could trump the pleasure that pulsed between us.
Ellie’s moans sounded more like pleas with every thrust. I pressed harder, abandoning self-control. Her nails dug into my flesh, drawing me deeper. “Yes, Spencer, yes.”
My heart pounding, I struggled to hold back. I’d never wanted anything more than I wanted this to last. Not just being inside her. Being with her.
The throbbing intensified when her moans strung together, her eyes glazed over in pure bliss.
I grunted, unable to stifle all that had built up inside me any longer.
It was almost too late as I finally pulled back, gushing onto her.
My arms trembling as I met her gaze, I smiled into eyes as full of love as my heart was.
Ellie panted under me, her breath hot on my lips. “Forever won’t be long enough with you, Spencer Rodman.”
As if drawn by the magical current between us, dolphins flanked us as we paddled the kayak back to shore. I recounted something Waylan had told me once when we saw a pair playing on the surface. “They say dolphins are the only other mammals that have sex for pleasure.”
Ellie looked back over her shoulder with a smile. “They’re very intelligent, you know?”
We pulled the kayak onto the shore and walked alongside the house, the smell of bacon drifting down from the open window of the kitchen. We giggled when we heard her aunt Val singing along with Billy Joel as he crooned Just the Way You Are .
“You hungry?” Ellie asked, running her hand up my back. “Smells like breakfast is cooking.”
My stomach grumbled. “I’m starving. But wait. I’ll be right back.”
I went back to the truck, returning with the ring that’d been in the glove box ever since Ellie had tossed it into the rocks.
I’d searched on hands and knees in the pea gravel for a good hour to find it.
Holding the ring behind my back, I slipped the other arm around her waist and pulled her close.
“I found this for you,” I said, praying to myself that she would take it back.
The pink pearl glistened in the morning light.
Her hand on her heart, Ellie’s eyes filled with tears. “I’m sorry I threw it away, Spencer. I was hurt.”
I took her hand and slid it onto her left ring finger. “Don’t apologize. I deserved it. I’m just glad it wasn’t lost forever.” More, I was glad that she wasn’t lost forever.
“Me too.” Ellie stared at the ring, tears trickling down her cheek. “I love it, Spencer. So much. ”
“I love you, Ellie. So much it hurts.”
She fell into my arms, turning her face up to whisper into my jaw. “I love you, too.” Her shoulders shook as she cried.
I held her tight, kissing the top of her head.
I still didn’t believe I deserved her, but I would spend my life trying to be the kind of man who did.