Chapter 9
Cole
When Ellie opened her door, her beauty nearly took my breath away.
Her dress is red with a lace design. It plunges low between her breasts in the front, and the bottom of it goes to the floor, but there is a slit that goes nearly all the way up to the top of her hip.
It reveals the perfect amount of her beautiful legs and chest. I had heard part of her very interesting conversation with the girls through the door when I approached it.
I wanted to say something about it when she opened the door, just to mess with her, but when she did so in that dress, all thoughts left me other than one. Getting her back in my bed.
Although I’m not crazy about Renee and Sarah knowing things about my personal life, it was good to hear I wasn’t alone in my feelings about that night. Maybe they will help me talk her into trying some kind of relationship with me.
We are now at the charity gala, and the music begins, signaling that the “business” portion of the evening is over. This is when everyone starts loosening up and enjoying the event more. Ellie is sitting next to me, glancing around.
“Would you like to dance?” I ask her.
She blushes and hesitates for a second before saying, “Sure, just one dance.”
I falter at the “just one” comment. This isn’t the first time I’ve heard this from her. What do I need to do to get her to feel the way I do? I shake my head to clear the thought and walk toward the dance floor with her hand in mine. I just need to keep showing her how good we could be together.
We haven’t been this close since that day in the break room.
Her scent is intoxicating, and her body feels so good against mine.
I’m thankful for the reason to have her so close, and I don’t want to let go.
The song comes to an end, and she tries to step away, but I hold her close to me.
It doesn’t take much to convince her to keep dancing, which she does for three more songs.
Then she says she needs a drink. We go to the bar and get our drinks, and we stand there for a while.
We each end up getting another two drinks.
Between these drinks and the drinks with our dinner, I’m starting to feel a slight buzz.
I look at Ellie, and I know for a fact she is feeling it.
She’s staring at me with her fuck-me eyes like she did that night at the bar, and fuck, I don’t know if I can be a gentleman and keep my hands to myself.
She’s clearly drunk, so I get both of us a glass of water to try to sober us up.
The music changes to something upbeat, and Ellie excitedly yells, “I love this song!” and drags me to the dance floor with her.
We’re dancing, and she turns her back to me and is grinding on me.
I make an excuse that I need to get another drink before everyone starts noticing her grinding on me and what it does to me.
There are quite a few coworkers here, and I don’t need them to see me feeling her up.
I go over by the bar again, and I glance back to the dance floor.
I can still see her and notice that Renee is now dancing with her, so I get myself another water.
Once I take a moment to cool off, I go back toward the dance floor to see if she is ready to leave, and when I get to the edge and can see her again, I’m entranced.
She is at the opposite edge of the dance floor mostly by herself dancing, and it is so hot.
A throat clears beside me, and I turn. Renee is standing there with a knowing look on her face.
I just smile at her and walk over to Ellie. “Are you ready to go?” I ask her.
She looks up at me. “Yes,” she says as she smiles at me. Seeing that smile, I’m done for.
We go outside, and my driver is at the curb, waiting on us.
I get Ellie settled in her seat and walk to my side.
I reach down and grab each of us a bottle of water, thankful I thought to bring them for our ride home.
I was going to take her back to her apartment, but I can’t let her go.
So I ask him to just go straight to my penthouse.
When she hears that we aren’t taking her to her place, she glares at me. “I can’t go to your place.”
“Why can’t you?” I ask her.
“Because you are my boss, I can’t fuck you again no matter how much I want to. And look what I’m wearing, I can’t sleep in this.”
“Just because I’m your boss doesn’t mean we can’t be in a relationship. And although I absolutely love what you are wearing, you can sleep naked. Problem solved,” I say with a wink.
She rolls her eyes and then glares at me out of the corner of her eye. “I can’t sleep with you. We cannot be anything. I am not putting myself in a situation to get hurt again. Plus, do you realize what people at work would think of me?”
“I’m not going to hurt you, Ellie. Why don’t you see that? And why does what everyone else thinks matter? This is between me and you, not the rest of the world.”
She doesn’t reply, and when we finally arrive at my penthouse, I get out and come to her side. She crosses her arms and looks straight ahead. “I’m not getting out,” she says.
“If you really don’t want to come up, fine. But I think you are lying to yourself.”
She doesn’t move.
“Ellie, do you want to come up or not? We can take you home if you really don’t want to come up.”
“I want to come up,” she practically whispers.
“Are you sure?” I ask her, and she nods.
I scoop her up, and she squeals. I ignore her and carry her inside.
Ellie
“What are you doing? Put me down!” I laugh as Cole carries me into the building.
“I’m just trying to get you inside faster so we can make it to my bed sooner,” he says, and I can hear the excitement in his tone.
I’m not sure why I agreed to come up, and why I thought my plan to try to sleep on the couch and sneak out once I knew he would be asleep would work. But now, the closer we get, the more excited I am getting to be in his bed.
Finally, we reach his floor. The elevator opens, and he continues carrying me into his bedroom.
I glance around at the immaculate space as we make our way there, passing his kitchen and dining room, then the living room, and finally we’re in his bedroom.
He sets me down, and then he slowly unzips my dress and watches as it falls.
His eyes darken as he looks me up and down, clearly loving that I was wearing nothing under my dress.
He takes a couple steps forward and reaches for my face.
“Finally, I get to do this,” he says as he pulls my face to his, kissing me.
Our kiss starts out innocent, and then suddenly its messy, like we can’t get enough.
He backs me toward the bed, and when the backs of my legs hit it, I fall backward.
Instantly he is on me, trailing kisses down my body, then he stands back up.
“Spread your legs for me, Ellie Girl.” Immediately I spread them.
“Such a good girl,” he praises as he continues kissing down my body, and I whimper.
Then he starts by licking me from my opening all the way to my clit.
He circles it and then pulls it in his mouth, sucking on it.
The loudest moan escapes me, and my cheeks flame.
“That was so hot, baby,” he says and goes back to teasing me with his incredible tongue.
I’m so close already, and he shoves his fingers inside me, and that does it.
I climax as he continues to tease my clit with his mouth and fuck me with his fingers.
He brings his face to mine and kisses me.
I can taste myself on him, and that just turns me on even more.
He goes to his nightstand, searching. After a few moments of him shuffling stuff around, he slams the drawer shut and growls. “Fuck!”
I sit up. “What’s wrong?” I ask, utterly confused.
“I don’t have a condom,” he says.
“I—um, I’m on the pill, and I got tested before I moved here,” I say as I pull him to me. “You’re the only one I’ve been with since,” I say hesitantly, unsure if he would be OK with what I am suggesting.
He looks into my eyes. “I haven’t been with anyone other than you since my last test either. Are you sure?” he asks hesitantly.
I nod. “I want to. I need you.”
“Fuck,” he says, and he is back on me before he even finishes the word. “I’ve never not used a condom,” he says between kisses.
He’s standing between my legs, rubbing my clit, and he strokes his cock. Watching him stroke himself is so hot. “You like watching me touch myself, Ellie Girl? Getting myself ready for you?” he asks, his eyes full of lust.
“Yes, Cole,” I reply. His eyes darken, and he yanks me to the edge of the bed by my ankles, then shoves himself inside me.
“Fuck. What are you doing to me, Ellie Girl?” I feel so full with him inside me.
He grabs my nipple and twists, causing me to let out another loud moan.
He keeps working my nipples, going back and forth between the two with one hand while he teases my clit with his other hand. I’m so close, and I know he knows it.
Like he can read my mind, he says, “C’mon, Ellie Girl, I can feel how close you are by how tight you are squeezing my cock.
” And with that, I erupt. Screaming his name as another orgasm rips through me.
His thrusts get faster, and I can feel he’s so close too.
I reach down and grab his balls, giving him a little squeeze, and that was all he needed to fill me up.
He pulls out of me and rolls to lie on the bed. We are both sweaty and panting, trying to catch our breath.
“You are fucking incredible,” he says, still panting.
Once our breathing has regulated, he goes into the bathroom, and I hear the shower start. He comes back and grabs me and carries me to the shower.
“What are you doing?” I giggle.
“Taking care of my girl, what do you think?” he replies as he climbs into the shower with me and starts washing me.
He finishes washing me. “My turn,” I say, and start washing him. I get to his cock, and it’s hard again. I stroke it with my soapy hand a couple of times, and he throws his head back with a moan. I rinse the soap off him, then I get down on my knees.
“What are you doing?” he asks.
“My turn to have a taste,” I reply as I lick the tip of his cock.
He moans and grabs my head with both his hands.
I lick him from base to tip before taking him fully into my mouth.
He is so big I struggle to take it all at first. I relax my throat and allow him to slide himself further down it.
He grabs a fistful of my hair and lightly pulls, causing me to moan around his dick, and I feel him twitch inside me.
He starts to take control, fucking my mouth as water runs down over us.
I squeeze my thighs together trying to ease the ache between them and he lets go of my hair, pulls himself out of my mouth and shuts off the water. I look up at him, still on my knees.
“As much as I’m loving you on your knees for me, Ellie Girl, I’m going to need you to go get on the bed,” he says.
He helps me stand up, and I walk into the bedroom and sit on the edge of the bed.
“No, I want you in the middle. On your hands and knees.” Oh shit.
I climb into the middle of the bed and do as he says.
He glides his fingers down my spine. “Such a good girl, following my directions.” And the throb between my legs increases, causing me to clench my thighs together.
“Ah, ah, ah. This is mine, only I get to bring pleasure to it,” he says, forcing my legs back apart.
Oh fuck.