While driving along the interstate, we saw a sign for multiple restaurants. I got off the highway and asked Ellery where she wanted to eat. She asked me to surprise her as she liked just about anything. I asked her if she was sure, and she nodded her head in response. I had a craving for seafood as I saw the restaurant on the left. I turned into the parking lot, got out of the car, and opened the door for Ellery. I held my arm out for her as she hooked hers around mine, and we walked into the restaurant. The hostess informed us that there was a 30 minute wait; however, Ellery didn’t seem to want to wait. I told her 30 minutes was nothing as I grabbed her hand and led her to the bar to have a drink while we waited for our table to free up.
As we took our seats at the bar, the bartender set down some napkins and leaned on the bar in front of me. I won’t lie; she was an attractive woman, but not my type. I could see Ellery eyeing her from the corner of my eye. She had a ‘back off’ look on her face as she stared at the attractive bartender. I wanted to test her and see if she would get jealous.
“What will it be, handsome?” The bartender asked.
I leaned in closer to her. “I’ll have a sex with the bartender,” I flirtatiously smiled.
“One sex with a bartender coming right up, stud,” she winked.
Ellery gasped, and by the look on her face, I could tell she was pissed. I waited for her to say something to me, but she didn’t. She looked at the bartender and did the unthinkable.
“Um, sweetheart, when you get his drink, don’t forget to bring those luscious boobies over here,” she smiled.
My eyes widened as I slowly turned my head and looked at her. I couldn’t believe what she just said. “Ellery, what the hell are you doing?” I whispered.
“What? Am I embarrassing you, Mr. ‘I’ll have sex with a bartender’?”
The bartender walked over and handed me my drink. She looked at Ellery, and asked her what she wanted in an irritated way. Ellery looked at her and pouted, “Don’t you think it’s only fair that you give me the same kind of service that you’re giving him? Why should he be the only one to get to see your boobies?”
I was so embarrassed. I couldn’t believe she did that. I threw some money on the bar and stood up, “Come on honey, I think our table is ready.”
I grabbed her hand and shook my head. She looked at me and smiled. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Point taken, you bad girl.” My plan had obviously backfired on me. This girl was not a force to be reckoned with, that’s for sure.
“You love it, Mr. Black, and you know it,” she said.
I did love it, and I hated myself for it. This girl is everything that I never thought I wanted. She breaks every rule I have.
The waitress showed us to our table and handed us the menus. I looked it over then watched Ellery as she looked at hers. I asked her what she was going to order, but she said she wasn’t sure. The waitress brought us our drinks and asked us if we were ready to order. I closed the menu, and Ellery looked at her, biting down on her lip. It was then that it hit me, she didn’t like seafood. I looked at the waitress and asked her to please give us a moment. I was in disbelief that she agreed to have dinner here.
“You don’t like seafood, do you?” I asked.
She looked at me and shook her head while biting her bottom lip.
“Why didn’t you say something?” I said as I ran my hands through my hair.
“Well, I wanted you to have what you wanted.” She said innocently.
I sat there and stared at her. I tried to think of why she would agree to come here for seafood when she didn’t like it. It’s because she was a kind and generous woman who thought of other people first. I remembered the times she showed me new experiences, so I decided I was going to be the one to show her something new this time around.
“I’m going to order for us,” I smiled as I waved for the waitress to come back. “We will start with an order of calamari, crab legs, and a lobster tail for each of us. Also, please throw in an order of broiled scallops.”
The waitress looked at Ellery as she managed a slight smile. I crossed my hands and placed my elbows on the table, leaning forward so I was closer to her.
“Remember the times when you made me eat things; the pizza, hot dog, and let’s not forget the use of the chopsticks?”
“Yes, I do, and I’m fine with everything you ordered,” she said.
“We’ll see about that,” I smirked.
She leaned over the table, “You’re a vicious man, Connor Black.”
“Not as vicious as you are, darling,” I whispered.
Just as Ellery leaned back in her seat, the waitress came over and set the calamari in the center of the table. Quickly, Ellery took out her phone and placed it on her lap. She was looking down at it and typing something. Suddenly, her eyes widened, and I couldn’t help but laugh.
“You Googled ‘calamari’ didn’t you?” I asked.
She nodded her head as she took a sip of her coke, and I could see the fear in her eyes. I felt really bad for what I did. I stopped laughing and looked at her intently.
“You don’t have to eat it, I’m sorry,” I said.
She told me it was ok and that she was going to try it. She took a piece of calamari with her fork and looked at it. She took a bite and started to make the most adorable faces. I reached in my pocket and pulled out my phone. This is a moment that I didn’t want to forget. She tried everything I ordered and was a great sport about it. She even told me that she actually enjoyed everything. We laughed and talked throughout dinner. Her laugh was as much of a turn on as her smile. She was fun to be around, and she made me feel human. That’s the only way I can describe it, because I’ve never been happier than I am when I’m with her. We finished eating, and as we exited the restaurant, I put my arm around her and pulled her into me. She put her hand on my chest and laid her head on my shoulder. I wanted her as close to me as possible.
I was used to staying at the best hotels around the world, and I wouldn’t settle for anything less. I drove out of the way to find a Ritz Carlton. I pulled up to the entrance and let the valet park the Range Rover. We walked into the hotel and up to the reservation desk where I gave them my last name and reserved the Presidential Suite. The concierge called over the bellhop, and he took us to the elevators.
“Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Black, and welcome to the Ritz Carleton,” he said.
I started to explain that we weren’t married, but Ellery quickly interrupted me and started playing some game with him.
“Thank you so much. What my husband is trying to say is that we won’t be staying long.”
As soon as the elevator doors opened and we stepped into the suite, Ellery turned and looked at me. “The Presidential Suite, really, just for one night?” I saw this as an opportunity to play her game.
“I will have nothing but the best room for my beautiful wife. Isn’t my wife beautiful?” I asked the bellhop with a wide grin.
“Yes, sir, she’s very beautiful.”
“Darling, husband, make sure you tip this nice young man well,” she smiled.
I pulled the cash from my pocket and started looking for a twenty-dollar bill to give the young man. Ellery came up behind me and grabbed a one hundred-dollar bill and handed it to him.
“Do you have a wife or girlfriend?” she asked.
“Yes, I do, thank you, ma’am, and thank you for your generosity,” he answered.
“Go buy her something beautiful, perhaps a nice necklace.”
I looked at her and clenched my jaw. I was in utter disbelief that she gave him a one hundred- dollar tip.
“Thank you, ma’am, sir, thank you,” he said excitedly as he walked out shutting the door behind him.
“Really, a one hundred-dollar tip?” I asked her.
“Well, it’s what you tipped the cab driver.”
“Cab driver, what are you talking about?” I asked confused.
“The night I brought you home, I had to pay the driver, and I didn’t have enough money, so I went in your wallet and gave him a hundred; that was before you told me that you were going to fuck me really hard.”
My jaw dropped and horror swept over my face. “I said that to you?” I asked very embarrassed.
“Yeah, but you were drunk, so I forgave you,” she smiled.
Damn that smile. “A one hundred-dollar tip, Ellery?” I kept saying as I started walking towards her. She had an excited look in her eyes.
“Connor, relax, it’s only money, and you said yourself that you have plenty of it,” she said as she ran behind a chair. I started to chase after her around the suite. She was screaming as I kept saying over and over, “A hundred dollars?”
She ran into the bedroom, and I chased after her. I caught her and threw her on the bed. We both were smiling as I straddled her and had her arms pinned above her head. We were both out of breath as I just stared into her beautiful, ice blue eyes. The feelings I had at that moment overtook me. I’ve never felt so strongly for someone before. All I know is that I wanted her. I needed to feel her. Her lips were begging to be kissed as mine were begging me to oblige. My heart was racing, and my body ached for her. As I held her wrists, I lowered my head, and gently brushed my lips against hers. I stopped and held her gaze; it wasn’t enough, I needed more. I let go of her wrists and softly stroked her cheek with the back of my hand. She brought her hands to my head and lightly ran her fingers through my hair. I was highly aroused, and there was no hiding it. I could feel the rapid beating of her heart, and it was at that moment that I knew she felt the same way about me as I did about her. I brought my lips to hers once more and fell onto her as she parted her lips, allowing our tongues to meet for the first time. Kissing her was amazing; it was everything I knew that it would be. I took my time exploring her mouth and licking her soft lips. I wanted her to feel me and feel the love I was giving her. I gently held the sides of her face with my hands and started tracing her jaw line with my tongue. Suddenly, the images of Amanda, lying dead on the floor and covered in blood, flooded my mind as did all the other women I’ve used and had sex with. What the hell was I doing? How could I cross the line like that? I wanted her so bad, but I couldn’t risk losing our friendship. She was too important to me. I abruptly broke our kiss, pulled back, and sat on the edge of the bed, running my hands through my hair.
“I’m sorry, Ellery, but I can’t,” I said.
She sat up on the bed behind me. I couldn’t bring myself to look at her and see the hurt and rejection she must be feeling. I was appalled by the words that she spat at me.
“Why not, Connor? Is it because I’m not one of your whores?”
She knew about the other women and never let on that she did. I got up from the bed and walked across the room.
“You’re not a whore, Ellery, and I just can’t.”
“Please just tell me what’s wrong and why you don’t want me,” she pleaded.
It was breaking my heart to have to stand here and do this to her. “I do want you, Ellery, and that’s the problem; I want you too fucking much.”
“How’s that a problem?!” she yelled.
I turned and looked at her with rage in my eyes. Maybe if I tell her about the real me, she won’t want me and this will all be over. “You don’t want to know the real me. I’m not a good person; I use women for sex. I can’t have real relationships; I don’t want to.”
“We don’t have to have a relationship; we can just be friends with benefits,” she said.
I couldn’t believe she would stoop to such a level that she would sleep with me with no strings attached. I would never do that to her, and I would never use her that way. She took a step closer to me and whispered.
“Connor, please; I need you.” A single tear fell from her eye.
“Don’t, Elle, don’t do this to me, to us; I can’t sleep with you.”
She turned and walked out of the bedroom, telling me to fuck off. The tone of her voice was angry and hurt. I followed her out of the room as she was about to walk out the door. She put her hand on the doorknob and started to turn it. There was no way I was letting her walk out of this room and possibly out of my life.
“Don’t you dare walk out that door, Ellery!” I yelled.
She stood there for a moment with her head down and then started to open it. I came up behind her and put my hand on the door, slamming it shut. I grabbed her arms, turned her around, and pushed her up against the door. I needed to make her see the kind of man I really am. She looked at me with fear in her eyes, and it killed me that she saw me that way. However, she needed to understand how much I love her and how I couldn’t allow myself to hurt her by messing up our friendship.
“I fuck women for the pleasure, that’s it. There’s no emotion for me when I fuck them; there never has been!” I yelled as a single tear fell from her eye.
“I seduce them, use them, fuck them, and leave them. Is that what you want? Is that how you want me to treat you? You’re different, Ellery, and you scare me. You make me feel things that I’ve never felt before. You’re all I think about, both day and night. I feel empty inside when you’re not around. Don’t you understand? It isn’t supposed to be this way, and if I sleep with you, this will all be ruined.”
Suddenly, the fear was gone from her eyes, and it was replaced by empathy. I couldn’t look at her anymore because of the tears, and it was tearing me apart doing this to her.
“What happened to you that made you this way?” She asked in a soft whisper.
I continued to look down, still pinning her body against the door. It was my fault that we were in this position, and it’s time that she knows the truth. If she wants to leave after I tell her, then I’ll let her go, and I’ll never see her again. Dr. Peters is right; there can no longer be any secrets between Ellery and me. Our friendship has come too far.
“I had a girlfriend when I was 18. She started to become obsessive and wanted to spend every waking minute with me. It became too much to try to keep her happy and, it led me to feel like I was suffocating, so I broke up with her.” I paused and looked up at her as my eyes began to fill with tears.
“She committed suicide two days later. She left a note, explaining that if she couldn’t have me, then she didn’t want to live and told everyone to blame me for her suicide.” I let go of her arms, taking her wrists, and turning them over.
“You see, this is why I feel sad when I see these on you. It’s a reminder of what I did, and how I killed her.” She gasped at my words as she broke my grip and cupped my face in her hands.
“You did nothing wrong, Connor. It wasn’t your fault that she killed herself. It was her weakness and inability to cope; you cannot blame yourself.”
“I swore then I would never fall in love or get emotionally involved with another woman, but with you, it’s too late. I’m already emotionally attached, and I’m doing everything I can to stop myself, but I can’t.” I turned away from her; my breathing was rapid. This was her opportunity to leave, and I was willing to let her go so she can be happy, but she didn’t leave.
Ellery walked up behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist. “I’m emotionally attached, and everything inside me said to stay away, but I see a side of you that I don’t think you let other people see; a sweet, tender, and caring man who would give his world for someone that he cares about.”
I let out a breath. She wasn’t leaving; she was staying. She understood and didn’t care because she just wanted to be with me, and I wanted to be with her. My secret was out, and she didn’t run. I turned around and looked at her. I saw the sadness in her eyes, and I wanted to take it away. She shouldn’t be sad; she should be happy.
I pressed my lips against hers and kissed her passionately. Our tongues danced together as I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. My heart was racing, and my body ached for her, to touch her, and be inside her. I sat her gently on the bed as I lifted up her shirt and took it off. I took off my shirt and unbuttoned my pants, never taking my eyes off her. I never wanted to take my eyes off her again. She stood up, took off her jeans, and threw them on the floor. She laid down on the bed in just her black lace bra and matching thong. I stood there in awe of this amazing woman as I looked over her every curve. I never wanted anyone or anything so bad in my entire life.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” I whispered as I ran my hand up and down her perfectly sculpted stomach. I climbed on top of her as she wrapped her arms around my neck. My lips met hers for a brief second until my tongue began to explore her neck. She moaned and tilted her head back to give me full access. She arched her back as I took down her bra straps and exposed her breasts. A groan escaped me as I lightly sucked each hardened nipple and ran my tongue in circles down her perfect body. She pressed her hips against me, letting me know she wanted more. I wanted to devour her. I felt like I was going to lose my mind because I wanted her and needed her so badly.
As I was licking and stroking every inch of her perfect body, she took her hand and pushed it down the front of my pants. I moaned out of excitement. Her hand was soft as she wrapped her long fingers around my cock and stroked it up and down. I lightly traced the edge of her panties as my fingers made their way to her swollen and aching clit. Her breathing was rapid as she softly moaned and said my name. I circled my fingers around her tender spot before gently inserting them inside. “You’re so wet, Ellery; god, I want you,” I moaned as our lips joined together. She continuously moaned as I moved my fingers inside her in a delicate in and out motion. She was ready to come, and I could feel her wanting to explode. She started to scream my name as I softly circled her clit with my thumb, releasing all of her sweet passion to me. I’ve never been more turned on in my life, and I needed to be inside her.
I tore off my jeans and underwear and threw them across the room. “I promise I’ll be gentle with you. If I get too rough, please promise me that you’ll stop me,” I told her. I was scared that I was going to lose all control with her and hurt her. She nodded her head as I climbed on top and gently inserted myself inside her.
I stared into her eyes with each slow and steady thrust. “What are you doing to me, Ellery?” The corners of her mouth curved up as she pulled me down to her, and we kissed passionately. Once I was fully inside her, my movements became faster. She panted with each thrust. Her hands traveled down my backside as she dug her nails into my back, exciting me more than I already was. I wanted this moment to last forever. I wanted to stay like this for eternity and never pull out of her. She felt so warm and so good. This moment was right for both of us. She needed me just as bad as I needed her. I brought my mouth to her breasts; sucking and lightly biting each nipple. I could feel her swell and preparing for her next orgasm, making my moans become louder and my thrusts more forceful. I took her leg and brought it up to my waist, making penetration more deep and intense. “Come for me, Ellery; come, baby,” I whispered in her ear. Her breathing became fierce as she screamed my name, and her body shook in ecstasy.
“Christ, Ellery, you feel so good.” I moaned as I yelled her name while filling her insides with my come. It was the most incredible and pleasurable feeling, and even though I’ve had sex a million times, this was different; this was new.
I looked at her, panting and out of breath as she stroked my face with her hand and pulled me down onto her. I wrapped my hands around her head and buried myself in her neck. Our rapid heartbeats began to slow down, as did our breathing. I gently pulled out of her and fell to my side. I took my hand and softly pushed her hair away from her face so I could see all of her beauty.
“You’re amazing,” I smiled.
“You’re amazing,” she responded.
We laid there and talked about how beautiful our love making was and how I felt different. Ellery explained to me that it was because I made love to her with passion and emotion. She was right; I poured every emotion I had into her. I fell for Ellery Lane the moment I saw her standing in my kitchen, and now I fell in love with her. For the first time in my life, I fell in love with someone, and it scared me. I pulled her closer and held her tight until we started round two.