Chapter 29 #2
Ella aimed the phone at the incubator. Maya's eyes lit up.
"Oh my God," Maya whispered. "Theodore's adorable. I want one just like him."
Ella frowned, covered the mic, and whispered to me, "Does Maya seem off today?"
I shrugged, noncommittal.
"Lucas with you?" Maya asked.
"Yeah." Ella cupped the mic, walking out of the ICU—their chat could run long, and nurses eyed us.
"Good. I need to tell you something," Maya said. Ella froze, beckoned me; we stepped into the hall.
"You're moving out?" Ella's voice pitched up in the corridor.
"I interviewed for a job today," Maya said. "Early stages, but I'm planning to rent near work. That way, meeting people won't feel awkward in someone else's place."
Ella panicked. "You're just starting, money's tight. Rent? Besides, that's my and Lucas's home, yours too. Stay as long as you want."
"No, Ella," Maya corrected. "I need my own home, my own family."
Ella blinked, brow furrowed: "Maya, you hiding something?"
Maya's face on-screen flustered. Her phone rang. She glanced, unease flashing.
"Call coming in," she said, rushed. "Gotta take it. Talk soon, Ella. Take care of yourself and Theodore."
She hung fast—too fast.
Ella stared at the blank screen, worried. "Think she's in trouble?"
"If she is, she'd tell you," I said. "Trust her."
I hated meddling, but I didn't want Ella losing sleep.
"You're the best sisters, but you'll have your own lives."
Ella sighed.
Back in the room, she gazed at Theodore in the incubator.
"I want Maya happy," she murmured. "Her own family, like us."
I squeezed her shoulder.
"She will."
We lingered till nurses shooed us.
Back at the suite, Ella was fresh from the shower, damp hair cascading over her shoulders, air thick with her warm, sweet scent. She wore a thin silk slip, moonlight fabric hugging her back's curves. Against the starry night, she looked soft, almost translucent. My throat bobbed, heat surging low.
I wrapped her from behind, sliding a velvet box into her view.
"For you."
Her eyes widened at the box.
"What's this?"
"Open it."
She took it, pried it open. Inside, a ring—platinum band with a rare aquamarine diamond, fringed in tiny brilliants. Took me two months to track down.
"Lucas," she gasped, "I already have one..."
"The past is past." I dipped my head, lips grazing her ear, making her shiver. "This is me proposing again. Our fresh start."
I took her hand, faced her, and dropped to one knee.
"Ella, will you give me another shot as your husband?" I looked up. "From today, I'll be better for you and our kid. I'll fight for us forever."
She covered her mouth, eyes tearing. Watched me slide the ring on—blue gleam making her hand glow elegantly.
Next second, she bent to kiss me. I grabbed her nape first, crushed my lips to hers.
"I love you," she choked between kisses.
"I love you too," I groaned, fingers threading her damp hair. "More than I knew."
We kept kissing, her broken words vibrating against my teeth, shooting straight to my cock. I chased her tongue hungrily, our mouths twisting hot and wet like mating serpents.
My hands gripped her ass, shoving the silk slip up to her chest and baring her completely. I slipped between her thighs, yanked her soaked panties aside, and ground my thumb hard against her slick slit, feeling her warm, sticky heat coat my skin.
"Can I, Ella?" I rasped, voice wrecked with need. "I need you. Fuck, I need you so bad."
"Lucas… yes," she moaned, low and desperate. "I need you too."
No hesitation, just endless needy sounds spilling from her lips.
I ripped her panties off, plunged two fingers deep into her dripping pussy, curling them slow and firm against her inner walls.
Her head fell back, soft whimpers turning into broken moans as her hips bucked shamelessly against my hand.
"God, Ella, you're fucking gorgeous like this."
I added a third finger, stretching her tight heat while my thumb circled her swollen clit. Her walls clenched greedily, body shaking until her legs nearly gave out. Before she could collapse, I flipped her over me.
"Let's try something new, baby," I growled.
I pulled her on top until her glistening, swollen pussy hovered right above my face, her slick lips inches from my mouth. My hard cock throbbed against her cheek.
"This is…" she breathed shakily, hot air teasing my tip.
"Sixty-nine," I finished, then drove my tongue straight into her soaked folds.
Ella jolted hard, a sharp cry escaping her. I spread her thighs wider, exposing her puffy crimson lips, shiny and quivering. I buried my face between them, sucking her swollen clit and thrusting my tongue deep into her dripping hole, devouring every drop of her sweet, musky nectar.
"Copy me, Ella," I groaned against her pussy.
Her soft, eager mouth finally sank down on my cock. She took me inch by inch, tongue swirling around my shaft, sucking me deep until her lips brushed my balls. The wet heat of her throat made my hips buck.
"Fuck… just like that," I growled, voice muffled in her cunt.
We devoured each other—my tongue fucking her pulsing hole while she bobbed on my cock, saliva dripping down my shaft. Her juices flooded my mouth as I sucked and licked her clit relentlessly. The wet, filthy sounds of sucking and moaning filled the room.
When she started shaking uncontrollably, I shoved two fingers into her pussy and sucked hard on her clit.
She came violently, gushing hot and sweet into my mouth while her throat tightened around my cock.
I exploded seconds later, pumping thick ropes of cum down her throat as her pussy spasmed against my tongue.
We swallowed every drop, trembling together in raw, messy bliss.
Ella collapsed beside me, chest heaving, lips shiny with my cum. But I wasn't done. Not even close.
I rolled on top of her, spreading her trembling thighs wide. My cock, still rock-hard and slick from her mouth, nudged against her dripping entrance. Without a word I pushed inside in one smooth thrust, burying myself balls-deep in her tight, cum-soaked heat.
She gasped sharply, back arching as her walls clenched around me.
"Lucas…" Her voice was hoarse, wrecked.
I gripped her hips and started fucking her hard and deep, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing loudly. Her pussy was even hotter and slicker now, creamy from both our orgasms, gripping me like a velvet fist.
"Look at me," I ordered, pounding into her with long, powerful strokes. "Feel how deep I am."
Her eyes fluttered open, glassy with fresh pleasure. I hooked her legs over my shoulders, folding her in half and driving even deeper, the head of my cock slamming her sweet spot with every brutal thrust.
"Fuck… you're still so tight," I groaned, sweat dripping down my chest onto her breasts. "Taking my cock so well after swallowing my load."
Ella's moans turned into desperate cries, her nails raking down my back as another orgasm built fast. I fucked her faster, harder, the obscene sound of her soaked pussy squelching around my thick shaft filling the air.
"Come on my cock again, baby. Let me feel you milk me."
Her walls suddenly convulsed violently, squeezing me in rhythmic spasms as she came hard, screaming my name. The intense grip pulled me over the edge. I buried myself to the hilt and erupted, flooding her spasming pussy with thick, hot spurts of cum until it overflowed and leaked down her ass.
We stayed locked together, panting, bodies slick with sweat and sex, hearts hammering against each other in the afterglow.