Chapter 11
The whole team was still buzzing about tonight’s win when I left the locker room, but even a loss wouldn’t have ruined my mood.
Not when Ellie is coming over to my condo.
After our last date, it’s clear what we’re both looking for tonight, and I’m equal parts excited and nervous.
It’s been a while since I’ve had sex. I tried the whole “puck bunny” thing for a while in college, but it eventually got old.
The first time I heard a teammate mention fucking some bunnies after the game, I was mortified.
Puck bunnies weren’t so much a thing in high school, so I had no idea what he was talking about.
It wasn’t until I had a couple of women on my lap that I realized they were talking about humans, and I could continue my friendship with said teammates.
It was thrilling for a season, but eventually the same mundane sex with the same superficial women became dull.
It was a means for release that became more of a hassle than it was worth.
I never liked having people in my space and messing up my routine, even for sex.
It was harder to hide it in college when all the guys were going crazy, but over the years, my teammates in New York started settling down one by one.
Well, not Thatch. He very much still enjoys the attention and variety.
I had gotten used to nobody messing with me about being single, but this new team has a few more bachelors.
I’m lucky to have found a girl like Ellie with pure intentions.
She’s as kind and smart as she is beautiful.
I don’t look like such a weirdo by disregarding the advances of girls when I’m out with the guys if I’m dating someone.
I’ve just finished laying out all the ingredients for our homemade pizzas when the doorbell rings.
The promise of pulling her into my arms has me racing to let her in, and I’ve barely gotten the door open before I’m doing exactly that.
She opens her mouth, but I cut off whatever she was about to say with my kiss.
The need for her lips on mine is as intrinsic as air, and with her body melting into mine, I feel like I can breathe for the first time since I saw her last.
I break our kiss only to look into her beautiful eyes. “Ellie...”
“Teddy,” she says, smiling up at me before reaching up on her tiptoes and gently pressing her mouth to mine again.
She’s working so hard to reach me that I can’t stop myself from picking her up, and her legs wrap around me instantly.
She’s holding on to me like a damn spider-monkey, as if I would ever let her go.
I think about setting her down on the kitchen island, but quickly remember a buffet of ingredients is scattered across it.
Fuck, we’re supposed to be making dinner…
I don’t want my girl to be hungry, but she doesn’t seem to care about the pizzas either. She’s kissing me like I’m the only meal she’s interested in, and she’s certainly the only thing I want to devour tonight.
Even so, I want to make sure she’s okay. “How hungry are you?”
“I ate a couple of hours ago. I’m okay for a while,” she whispers breathlessly.
Her answer is more than enough to appease me.
I waste no time carrying her to my room.
Laying her down on the bed, I crawl over her in the process to avoid breaking our kiss.
I feel as if I could stay like this forever, until she cants her hips against mine, reminding me there’s so much more of her I haven’t yet explored.
Looking down at her body underneath me, I notice what she’s wearing for the first time tonight. She’s radiant in a red cotton dress so sinful it threatens my resolve. Inch by inch, I kiss my way down as I pull up her skirt until I’m met with what has to be heaven.
Her lacy thong is barely there, cut high on her hips and the same shade of red as her dress.
It’s cut so low in the front that her neat strip of short curls peeks over the top, and I can’t stop myself from tasting her.
I give her one lick, just to take the edge off, before sliding her panties down and out of my way.
Kissing the inside of each thigh, I spread them and place her calves on my shoulders before getting my first unobstructed look at her sweet center.
I’ve never been this enamored by a woman before, and the sight before me has my cock weeping.
“Your pussy is just as beautiful as you are, pretty girl.”
I give her one more lick from her opening to her clit, relishing her taste before I commit to working her like she clearly needs right now.
It doesn’t take long before her entire body shakes uncontrollably, and I know she’s close.
I wouldn’t mind staying between her legs all night, but she deserves this first release to be a quick one.
With my tongue working quick circles on her clit, I sink one finger into her opening.
Fuck me, she’s perfect. Her pussy is warm, wet, and soft, not that I’d expect anything less from the woman who’s slowly but surely becoming my undoing.
With every breathy moan and plea, I lose myself a little more.
I so desperately want to make her come. I need to make her come.
I work a second finger in and rub that magic spot inside her in tandem with my mouth until she’s coming undone.
She flutters around my fingers as her pleasure takes her, dripping her release down my hand.
I know she’s sensitive, but I can’t stop myself from licking up every last drop as the angelic melody of her moans fills the room.
Finally pulling back, I enjoy her flushed face, heavy breaths, and eyes full of fire for a moment before I allow myself to tap into the part of me I’ve held dormant for so long.
I briefly break our touch and undress down to my boxers, then help her out of her dress and bra.
It’s almost impossible to fight the urge to rip the damn things off.
I want to be as gentle as I can for now because I know that once I’m inside, I won’t be able to hold back, especially when she’s completely bare and propped up on my bed with the body of a goddess.
But not just any goddess. I blink as I realize Venus herself is spread out on my bed, waiting for me to take her.
I’m bewildered that she would allow me to even touch such a masterpiece, much less let me use it for my own pleasure, even if I do intend to return the favor many times over.
“Are you sure?” I ask, giving her one more opportunity to back out of this before I take her sweet little body. Because I know that once I have her, I’ll never let her go.
She grabs the waistband of my boxers and tries to shove them down. “I need you.”
I need you.
Those three words are my undoing. Losing my boxers, I slip on a condom, grip the base of my cock, and line myself up with her opening. It’s impossible to look away from her sultry gaze as I sink inch by inch, until I lose myself in her completely.
Fully seated inside her, I rest my forehead on hers, giving her time to adjust to my size.
Writhing below me, she pulls my body flush to hers.
We’re as close as possible, but it’s still not enough.
I need more than just her body. God, I could live inside her skin, and it wouldn’t be enough.
As our heartbeats synchronize into one rhythm, I realize everything I am now depends on her.
She’s more essential to me than the air I breathe, and my only chance of survival is to bury myself in the deepest, most tender parts of her soul.
“Fuck, baby. What are you doing to me?”
“Teddy, please…” Her plea is barely audible, but her intention is clear as she raises her hips in an attempt to find friction.
“I’ve got you, baby.”
I pull out slowly, with every intention of filling her again just as carefully, but I can’t breathe without her sweet little cunt wrapped around my length.
She screams into my chest as I slam back into her.
I would feel bad about hurting her, but with each punishing stroke, her body responds beautifully.
My dirty girl is getting wetter the harder I fuck her.
This is a pleasure I’ve never felt before, and I know it’s more than just having gone so long without a woman wrapped around me.
A woman alone wouldn’t be capable of producing such mindblowing euphoria.
My entire body buzzes with ecstasy, radiating from where our bodies connect until I feel it in my bones.
I can’t help the steady stream of praise coming from somewhere deep within my subconscious that I never knew existed. She inspires words from my soul that have never needed to exist before this moment because no one has ever come close to inspiring me the way she does.
“Goddamn, baby. You’re doing so, so well for me. Such a good girl, taking this big dick like a champ. You haven’t complained once about how much I’m stretching you even though I know it has to hurt.”
I’m balls deep with each thrust, but it’s not enough.
Nothing is ever enough with Ellie. I wrap one arm around her head, pulling her to my heart as if that will somehow appease my hungry soul as we lose each other in this embrace.
But I need more. Wrapping my other arm around her hips, I dig into her perfect ass with a bruising grip in order to pull her against me as I drive into her.
“That’s it. Take it, baby. You just had to blaze into my life and burn everything that isn’t you, didn’t you?
All I can see or think about these days is you, Ellie.
You’ve completely bewitched me, and now you’re the most perfect fucking thing I’ve ever felt around my cock.
I’m never letting you go now, sweet girl.
You’ve set the bar too high. Nobody else will ever compare.
But I have to feel you come for me. You have to. Now.”
The new angle adds friction to her clit, and before long, she’s completely unraveling.
I felt her come when I ate her out, but this is on another level.
Her pussy flutters around me as her release washes through her, milking my cock in a way that’s almost too good.
I’ll be addicted to coming inside her. I could stay like this for an eternity, but her orgasm demands mine as well.
With a growl, I still inside her, spilling into the condom.
As I make a half-hearted attempt to get up, she wraps her limbs around me, insisting I stay. I’m afraid of crushing her with my weight, but losing our connection strikes me as even worse. Instead, I roll us with my dick still hard inside her as she straddles me and snuggles into my chest.
“You’re incredible. That was, wow…”
“Yeah, wow. I’ve never…like that…amazing.”
“I’ve never had sex like that either, pretty girl,” I say, groaning as she rakes her fingers through my hair. “And if you keep doing that, you’re going to get it again before you’re ready.”
Ellie nips at my ear with a devious chuckle and circles her hips. “Who says I’m not ready?”
This little menace.
I flip us back over, boxing her between my arms. “Oh, you’ve messed up now, baby. I’m going to fucking destroy that sweet little cunt of yours. By the end of the night, you’ll be a broken mess, begging me to put you back together in a way only I’ll ever be able to.”
And I plan on it. I plan to break her…to break us both into pieces so tiny we can’t possibly put ourselves back together without bits of the other. So that when tomorrow comes and she’s no longer in my arms, I’ll carry parts of her with me always.