Chapter 14
My truck sits on the street in front of my house as I bite my lip, the phone to my ear.
“Are you nervous?” Drew asks as she slows into my driveway.
“Yeah,” I cough out before ending the call and walking over to where she sits. Nodding in front of her, she tilts her head, her hand hesitating as I’m sure she was going to kill the engine.
Walking up to the garage, I pull the door up and watch through the windshield as she shakes her head before rolling the car inside.
“What?” she laughs as she stands from the car, closing the door behind her. “You afraid someone’s gonna see my car here?”
“Yeah. That’s exactly what I’m afraid of.”
She laughs as she walks closer to me, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me to her. I hesitate for a moment, making her sigh and roll her eyes before turning and moving back towards the car. Disappointment written all over her face.
I’m not sure why, but her discontent gnaws at me.
Grabbing her arm, I spin her back into me, my hand fisting her hair and slamming my lips to hers.
Swallowing down a squeal, my right hand finding the curve of her ass, pulling her flush against me. Her hands come down to my belt before lifting her up, and her legs wrap around my waist. Then we’re walking towards the back door.
Breaking us apart for a moment while I reach for the knob, her mouth falls down to my neck, scraping her teeth against the flesh.
Kicking the door shut, fisting her hair once again, bringing her mouth back to mine, and maneuvering us through the house.
Her grin widens as I drop her on my bed and look down at her.
Toeing my shoes off, I watch her as she sits on the edge, reaching at my waistband, unbuttoning my jeans.
Reaching up to her shorts, hooking my fingers into her panties as well, I pull them towards me until her feet slide out and toss them to the side.
Sliding my hands up her thighs as I move up them.
“I should warn you.” Comes out in a squeak.
“What?”
“I’m on my period.”
“I don’t care.” Dropping my eyes, immediately focusing on her pussy. “Do you need a minute, then?”
“No.” she shakes her head. “I have a disc in —”
“A what?”
“It’s like a cup.” She shrugs. “But you can keep it in during sex.” She shrugs. “Just letting you know so you don’t freak out if you feel it.”
“Okay,” I nod my head. “If you want to.” I laugh, moving over her and kissing her. “But honestly, I wouldn’t care either way.”
“Really?” she tilts her head, looking at me. “You don’t think it’s gross?”
“I’m a grown man.” I shake my head as I look at her. “You could bleed all over me… it’s not gonna kill me.”
Her face lightens as I say it, and she leans up, kissing me.
Pulling away from her. “We good?”
She nods.
“Good, cause I’m salivating thinking about devouring you.”
Her cheeks flush. I move back down her body, kneeling at the side of the bed as I pick up her thighs, moving them over my shoulders and leaning into her.
Her gasp is sharp as my tongue slides across her slit. The tip of my tongue slipping inside her, a moan slips from her lips as her hands come down, tangling in my hair. Raising my hand and pressing circles against her clit.
Her back arches off the bed.
Thrusting my tongue completely inside her.
“Goddamnit!” she gasps again.
Smiling against her pussy as I continue fucking her with my tongue. She’s gripping my hair, pleading with me not to stop.
Pulling away from her, and removing my thumb as I wrap my lips around her clit, sucking it into my mouth.
“Fuck,” she gasps.
Slipping two fingers inside her. She bucks as I roll her nub between my teeth, running my tongue over it.
Her pants fuel me further.
Flicking my tongue quickly as I slip another finger inside her.
“Eli.” My name gasps out of her mouth, making my eyes roll in the back of my head just from the sound of her moans.
Releasing her clit, moving up her body, still working my fingers inside her, rubbing against her inner walls, slipping them deeper with each thrust.
I can feel the disc she was talking about.
“Take your fucking shirt off.” I demand her.
Her eyes popping open and looking right at me as she grips at the hem, pulling it up over her head. Smirking as I look at her, and run my lips across her chest. My teeth rolling her nipple before I move further up her body.
Letting my breath linger across her neck as her gasps tickle against my ear.
“Eli,” she calls out to me.
“Yes, baby?”
“Fuck me.”
“Not yet.”
“What?” her voice elevates.
Thrusting my fingers inside her, a chuckle falls out of my mouth. “I wanna feel you squeeze my fucking fingers.” I tell her, almost as if I could speak it into existence, I feel her muscles pushing them together. “That’s right. Just like that.” Running my teeth up her neck.
Her body shivers at my touch.
“I want you so fucking worked up that all I have to do is slide inside you and feel you coming apart around me.” Pushing my fingers in again, hooking them around and rubbing against her inner walls, feeling her body vibrating against me.
“Give it to me, baby.” I laugh against her before my mouth finds hers, stopping right before they touch, watching her lean into me, desperately wanting my touch. “There is one problem, though.”
“What?” she gasps out as I push back inside her.
“My hands are a little occupied.”
Her eyes open, looking at me before it registers. Her hands come down, finishing unzipping my pants and pushing them as far down my legs as she can.
“Are you close?”
Quick nods are all she gives me, causing me to laugh.
“Good,” I whisper before standing up, slipping my fingers out of her as the distance grows. My jeans kicked off to the side before I smirk at her again. Reaching behind my head and pulling my shirt up. And finally shoving my boxers down as I look down at her.
Leaning over, my eyes sear down at her as she bites her lip.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.”
Blush lines her cheeks now.
Emotion lingers behind the block in my throat, and there’s so many things I want to tell her. So many things I need to tell her before they come out. But this isn’t the time for that.
Pushing all the other thoughts out of my head as her eyes heat again, and I smirk. Lifting my hand up, instinctively she opens her mouth, ready for them, simultaneously pushing my cock inside her as she sucks my fingers into her mouth.
The moan comes out around them, her eyes rolling into the back of her head, and just as I told her to, her body vibrates as she releases, and euphoria fills her face.
“Atta girl.” I tell her as I pull my hips away from her, slamming my cock as hard as I can inside.
A second moan rips out of her as my fingers slip further into her mouth.
Sliding them out, I grip her face and force her to look at me before I’m slamming my mouth down to hers, matching my movements. Thrusting my tongue into her mouth as if I were claiming her as mine.
Her hands coming around, gripping onto my back before her nails push into my skin, I’m sure leaving a trail of angry red welts wherever she moves them to.
“You gonna come for me again?” I whisper into her ear.
“Depends.”
Pulling away, I can see the shitty smirk on her face, knowing exactly what she’s doing.
“On what?”
“Do you think you can make me come again?”
Raising an eyebrow, pulling out of her. Gripping her hips, a squeal comes out as I’m spinning her around until she’s on her hands and knees, thrusting completely inside her. A moan rumbles throughout my house, I’m sure reverberating off the kitchen windows.
Slamming into her, leaning over, and pushing her head until the mattress stifles her moans.
“Fuck, Sketch.” I groan out as I continue to slam into her. Watching her ass as it bounces off me with each thrust.
Feeling myself close to finishing, moving my hand off her hip and gripping into her hair, pulling her back up onto her hands as I wrap the other hand around her throat.
Gently squeezing the sides as I guide her back to a kneeling position.
Letting go to grip her chin, turning her head until she can look at me.
Slowing my hips as her eyes come to mine and a genuine smile spreads on my lips as I look into her eyes.
Leaning in and gently pressing my mouth to hers, she sighs out as we continue to move with one another.
Breaking our kiss, resting my forehead on hers, I can feel her nearing.
“That’s right, baby.” I whisper to her. “Let go with me.” I whisper before slamming my mouth back to hers.
In this moment, my entire world is just her.
At least I’m trying to convince myself it’s just this moment.
Collapsing onto the bed next to each other, she giggles as she scoots close to me, my arm coming around her, pulling her in, and she lies her head on my chest.
“Aren’t you afraid your besties gonna see my car in your garage?” she laughs.
“Had to ruin it by bringing up my bestie, huh?”
She laughs again, nodding her head. “I’ll close it. I gotta go get my bag, anyway.”
“Nah, you stay naked. I’ll run out and grab it.” She looks up at me, smirking and kissing me again.
She’s just looking at me smiling, and I tilt my head. “What?”
“I’m just…” she pauses, “really happy. I don’t remember the last time I felt this happy.”
I never understood it when people said their heart swelled until this moment. Looking at her as she stares up.
“I am too.” I whisper as I lean over and kiss her again.
“Let me go get your bag now.” Scooting off the side, grabbing my jeans off the floor, and walking out the door.
The worry sets in as I move out the front door, moving across the yard to my truck and pulling it into the driveway behind the garage.
Making my way to her car, I grab the bag from the passenger seat and back out.
A light shines off the door as it slides back down and I’m locking it.
“Shit,” I mutter to myself as I turn around. Not being able to see past the light until I’m rounding my truck and now confused as I’m looking at the bike sitting in my driveway.
“Z?”
Does he know Drew’s here, and this is it. This is how it comes out, and he’s about to beat the hell out of me.