6
MCKENNA
I spun around when I heard the lock click to find Ellis standing right behind me. My bear panicked, threatening to come to the surface and give him a good whack. He stood so close the seething power radiated from him. How did I think I could ever avoid him? His fingers, those magical fingers, trailed off the doorknob when he took a step toward me. He towered over me in all his massive bulk.
He glanced down at my mouth, and the air stuck in my lungs. I couldn’t breathe when he looked at me like that, when he glided toward me on a cushion of masculine energy. He murmured low. “Put your coat down.”
I did my best to smile. “I told you I have to go. I have to help Julia.”
“Julia has plenty of people to help her. You’re not going anywhere.”
I opened my mouth to argue back, but my cheeks burned so hot I couldn’t form the words. He stood so close, so impossibly close. If he moved any closer, he would be right on top of me.
He breathed into my face. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you. When I got the invitation, all I could think about was seeing you again.”
“Ellis...” I stammered.
His midsection contracted the way it used to when I used to touch him in sensitive places. His voice grated through his gritted teeth. “Say it again. Say my name again.”
He couldn’t mean it. He couldn’t think we were going to do it...right here in my uncle’s office.
He took one last step, and his hard chest came up against my cleavage—the cleavage I worked so hard to prepare for him. He smashed me back against the wall and crushed me under his weight. He pressed the air out of my lungs. I would have cried out if I could get my breath at all.
Before I could respond, his lips closed over my mouth. His hot skin touched off a chain reaction. The squirrely melty sensation of him cascaded down my body to in between my legs. My insides went all wet and squishy at the touch of those lips on mine.
Oh, God, I felt myself falling into his dominating presence. I couldn’t stop it. I couldn’t resist it, but I didn’t want to. I needed this. All these long, lonely years, I wanted him, and he wasn’t there. Now he was here, and I couldn’t walk away. I couldn’t live without this another day. Ellis, my mate.
He sensed my reserve collapsing. His big arms wound around my ribs and lifted me off the floor, so my feet dangled in the air. He hugged my waist against him so hard I couldn’t stand it, but I screamed inside myself, Yes! God, yes! I waited so long for this moment; I wouldn’t let it slip away. If he wanted me again, I would accept it.
Already his hard bulge poked my sensitive tissues through my dress. He was just as hard and dangerous as he ever was. His muscles strained under his jacket. He smoldered and burned with raging power and passion.
His mouth tore my lips apart, and his hot tongue flashed inside. He awoke all my latent desires with that wicked tongue. I couldn’t stop my legs from moving around his waist. He noticed, and his strong hand slid down my back to cradle my ass and hold me up.
The more he kissed me, the more I fell into his hands. His fingers were squeezing me, and breaking apart the hard shell holding me captive. He released me from my prison to explode to life in his hands.
The kissing got stronger, more manic and demanding. I had to have him. I had to kiss him if it was the last thing I did. If he walked out that door and I never saw him again, at least we would have this moment.
He tried to grab my ass, but that dress, that dress I was so proud of, got in the way. I cursed that dress, but before I could kick it out of the way, he yanked it up behind me. He scooted it over my ass, so his hand closed around my bare flesh.
The last of my reserve evaporated. Nothing could hold us apart. I ripped his jacket off to get to that muscle-ripped body underneath. I had to feel his skin. I had to rub myself all over him. I had to feel his pounding might, just one more time.
He let go of my ass to tear my neckline down. My tits tumbled out in his face, and he attacked them in rabid lust. I started to fall, and he grappled me against him again while his teeth and lips went to work on my nipples.
God, I never felt anything like that since the day he vanished out of my life. Other guys could come and go, but he held a special place in my life. No one could touch me like him. His teeth nibbling my nipples drove me to distraction. I shoved my chest in his face to get as much of him as I could before I lost him again.
Once he got my dress up, my legs wouldn’t keep still. My legs tightened around him. He lifted me into position to sit me on that throbbing hard cock in his pants. I locked my ankles behind his back, but he never let me fall. I was never in any danger of falling as long as he held me in his arms.
He leaned forward and pinned my back against the wall. He held me in place with his chest to give his hands free-range. He groped down my ass to the wet slit between my legs. Man, he turned me on so much, but I couldn’t reach him with his big shoulders in the way. I could only squeeze his neck and scratch my fingernails down the back of his crisp white shirt.
He did all the work for me. He burrowed farther down and freed that pulsing tool of his from his fly. He got himself out, and my burning tissues closed around him. He never hesitated. I would have gone out of my mind if he did.
He dragged it along the dripping core where my legs met, and my juices coated it with a lubricating sheen. He angled his hips just an inch, and it stuck into the opening so hungry for it. I held my breath in aching anticipation. Would he? Could he?
Oh, yes! Yes, he was in there. He pushed it in so slowly. Oh, yes! Oh, yes! I couldn’t stand it. That felt so good.
He ripped his mouth away from mine to gasp for every breath. My smoking flesh closed around his shaft in a tight, hard fist so he could barely stroke it in and out. Every slithering movement sent wave upon wave of rippling pleasure sweeping through me.
He plastered his lips against my ear, and his raspy voice worked me into a fevered torment. “Oh, yeah, baby. Oh, fuck, yeah.”
He gravelly voice sounded so good. His cock felt so damn hot working into me. I knew it would be like this. I knew I would rise into clouds of glory on that blistering hard cock.
I panted for air against his temple. Oh, please. Oh, please. I didn’t have to pray for it, though. He always took me to the outer limits with his masterful stroking thrusts. He plowed in deep to my very limit. He milked my juices along his distended veins.
Oh, please. Oh, please. I needed it so bad. He knew how bad I needed it, and he set out to give it to me. He gave me every inch of his wicked cock. So good. So, fucking good. I couldn’t take it anymore. He filled me so full I could explode apart. He lifted me higher with every penetrating intrusion until I screamed once against his hair.
Like lightning, he covered my mouth with his lips. He sucked the screaming intoxication from my lungs so I wouldn’t raise the whole house with my shrieks. Once he got my mouth covered, he pounded in harder than ever. He shattered my clit with his thumping bones. He slammed in against my cervix with his twisting hot head. He excited all the delirious spots along my channel. I climaxed again and again and couldn’t stop climaxing.
Oh, God, that was so good! It was better than anything I ever dreamed of, and here he was, still driving his cock to give me more. Oh, yes, give me more! Give me everything you’ve got, and I’ll take it.