Chapter 10 #2
“Not intentionally, no,” I murmur, feeling embarrassment heat my face.
“Well, what were you thinking about?” Ella asks, her voice much quieter. Wait. Did it turn her on to hear me come? Did I say something out loud? “You told me to swallow. Were you still thinking about that night in the movie theater?”
“Yes. But you didn’t go down on me that night. I went down on you,” I answer, my voice husky. I’m already getting hard again.
“Do you remember how many times I came that night?” she asks breathlessly.
“Not the exact number. Are you touching yourself, Ladybug?”
“Yes.”
“Did it turn you on to hear me come?”
“God, yes,” she moans.
“How are you touching yourself?”
“Touching my clit,” she murmurs.
“How many times did you come that night, baby? At the movie, and then afterward. In my car.”
“Eleven.”
Shit. I didn’t think it was that many. “Guess I’ve got a number to beat. Think I can make you come twelve times?”
“I’d settle for one, if I’m being honest,” she blurts out.
“Oh, my needy girl. You know what I’d do if I were there right now?” I ask, gripping my throbbing cock tightly.
“Please tell me. Please, Leo.”
“I do love it when you beg,” I murmur. “Such a good girl.”
Ella moans incoherently, making me remember how much of a praise kink she’s always had. “I know what you need, sweet girl. You need my tongue. You want me lashing that clit. Sucking it, maybe nibbling on it a little. You like a teeny bit of pain with your pleasure, don’t you?”
“Oh, God, Leo, yes! I’m coming! I’m coming!
” she cries out, and when she lets out a guttural moan that I feel down to my soul, I come again, groaning as my release coats my abdomen.
We’re both silent for a few minutes as we come down from our respective highs, and then Ella lets out a tiny giggle.
“I should be embarrassed about that, but I’m oddly not. I really needed that.”
I chuckle in response. “Guess I did, too.”
“Should it feel weird?” Ella asks softly. “It’s … us, and we have so many things that we should talk about.”
I sigh. “I don’t know. It’s not like we can ignore the chemistry we’ve always had. I don’t regret what just happened, and I hope you don’t either.”
“I don’t regret it. But I should probably get going. Night, Leo.”
“Night, Ladybug.”
Rendezvous a la the public bathroom
Imagine my surprise when I received a picture of Leo Santo following Ella Langley into the women’s restroom at Dixie’s Cafe.
My source says they were locked in the bathroom for at least twenty minutes, and when they emerged, Ms. Langley’s lipstick was smudged, and Mr. Santo escaped into the men’s restroom immediately.
In other news, we have another marmot theft to report. Mason absconded with Marybeth Nix’s decorative rug she leaves by her front door. He was seen dragging it into the forest behind Everlasting. If anyone sees it, please let Marybeth know.
Me: If I ask you a question, do you promise not to give me shit about it for the rest of your life?
Luca: Why MY life? Why not the rest of YOUR life?
Me: Because if you give me shit for anything longer than a day about this, I’m murdering you and making it look like an accident. So think wisely, dickhead.
Luca: Fine. What can I help you with, Ladybug?
Me: I’ll let that pass, because I need some help.
Luca: You’ve come to the right place!
Me: You don’t even know what I need help with.
Luca: If it involved moving a body, you’d ask Alex. If it was business related, you’d go to Dom. Anything about food would be Belle, and anything else you’d ask Gia about. Since you’re coming to me, I know it has to do with sex.
Me: How’d you get to that conclusion?
Luca: Everyone referred to me as a man slut for years, man. I know how this family thinks. I may be a happily married man, but I was once a ho. So go ahead, ask your question.
Me: You ever accidentally call someone while you were jerking off, and they heard you? Then basically asked you to help them finish, too?
Luca: I …
Luca: How the fuck …
Luca: WHY IS THIS NOT IN THE GROUP CHAT, LEO?
Me: Don’t you dare put this in there! I hate that fucking chat, Luca. You know that.
Me: God dammit.
Me: Why aren’t you answering?
Luca: Sorry. I forgot you took yourself out of there the last time I pissed you off. Adding you back in now.
Me: NO!!
Luca Santo has added Leo Santo to the chat.
Me: God dammit.
Dom: Oh, how the mighty have fallen!
Dom: This may be the best day of my life.
Alex: I thought that was when you married Kate.
Dom: She’ll understand.
Me: What did he tell you?
Luca: I didn’t TELL them anything.
Alex: Screenshots are forever, my guy.
Sebastian: I haven’t been married into this family for that long, but this seems like a really unhealthy relationship between all of you.
Travis: You get used to it.
Stone: No, you don’t.
Stone: I’ve tried to leave, but short of blocking every last one of these assholes, Luca keeps putting me back in here.
Me: You guys can get a divorce. I’m forced into this by blood.
Dom: Well, we can’t get to helping you with advice until you tell us who the lucky lady is. Someone we might know?
Me: Does that detail really matter?
Alex: It does if it’s who we think it is.
Travis: IT’S ELLA! Gianna confirmed.
Me: What the fuck?
Me: She went to my sister to gab about this? Fucking hell.
Me: Couldn’t she have gone to anyone else? Now I can’t look G in the eye. Hell, I can’t look any of you in the eyes.
Luca: Trav, did Ella complain about anything?
Travis: According to G, it was “hot as hell” and she was “unprepared for it,” whatever that means.
Me: It means I literally started jerking off, talked out loud like it was Ella, she heard, and then I came.
Dom: Seriously. Best day of my life.
Luca: I feel awful for your wife and children, Dom. Like … really awful.
Alex: And then she asked you to reciprocate?
Me: For the most part, yeah.
Stone: And you did.
Me: Fairly certain the screenshot explained that.
Sebastian: Did you ever call that therapist from the RMRRMC meeting?
Sebastian: I’d say he’ll have a lot to unpack about this.
Me: It’s nice to know you hate me, Seb.
Sebastian: What? No, I don’t!
Luca: YOU’RE GOING TO A THERAPIST?
Dom: Oh, that tracks. You could use one.
Alex: I don’t want to shit on you right now, and I also don’t want to make you uncomfortable, but I’m proud of you. It takes a lot of guts to admit you need someone to talk to.
Luca: This might be the best day of my life.
Sebastian: Now I understand.
Sebastian: My bad.
Me: I really hate you all.
Me: Except Stone. He stayed quiet.
Stone: Appreciated. Next haircut is on me.
Leo Santo has left the chat.