Chapter 18

Two Months Later

Ella

Sitting at dinner with my parents was not fun. My father was still trying to convince me to apply to law school. The man was relentless.

“You are graduating with your undergrad in May,” he said. “So if there is any glimmer of an idea that you may want to go to law school, you need to get your applications in now.”

“Dad, how many times do I need to tell you that going to law school is not somethingI am interested in whatsoever?”

“Why are you so indignant?”

“I’m not,” I snapped. “I’m just tired of you trying to force your dreams on me. I’m sorry you had it in your mind that I would be just like you, but that is not going to happen.”

At that point, the meal was completely ruined, even with my mother trying to smooth things over. We collected our things in silence, paid the bill, and headed back to the apartment. I couldn’t believe my father had decided to pick a fight with me about this the day before I was supposed to head back to school. Why couldn’t he be a normal, doting father, sad to see his eldest daughter leave again and hounding me about coming home for Christmas, not becoming someone I didn’t want to be. It was like he didn’t give a shit about our personal relationship. Even I had become business to him.

When we got back, I took my things inside and changed into a sundress and flip-flops. I was tired of putting on a show for my father’s friends with a fancy dress and jewelry. I left the apartment without saying anything, feeling more than a little upset. I went to the only place I knew would make me feel better, and that was Will and Avery’s place. If nothing else, Avery would make me feel loved and special, and that was exactly what I needed to lighten my mood.

Only moments after I knocked on the door, Will opened it and smiled at me. Avery ran across the room, throwing himself into my arms and wrapping his little hands around me and squeezing tightly. I let out a deep breath and hugged him back as tightly as I could without squishing him. Will invited me in, and we all went into the living room and sat down. Avery climbed into my lap. Both Will and Avery seemed upset about the fact that I was leaving. For the first time, it hit me that I was going to miss them, too. It was about Avery’s bedtime, so I helped Will put him to bed and was the one who read the bedtime story. Avery loved it but started crying, telling me how he didn’t want me to go back to college.

“Aww, buddy,” I said, brushing his hair of his eyes. “I promise I will come and visit you as much as I can. My parents live right next door, so I’ll be home all the time.”

He sniffled and nodded his head before turning over on his side and snuggling into the blankets. It didn’t take long after that for him to fall asleep. Will and I crept out of the bedroom and into the hall, closing the door behind us. I looked up at Will and smiled, feeling a tension between us. He stared at me for several moments and then reached down, picking me up and cradling me in his arms. It took me off guard, and I latched onto his neck. Slowly, he carried me down the hall to his bedroom and went inside, shutting the door behind him. He put me down on my feet and lunged forward, pulling me into his arms and kissing me passionately. I whimpered as his mouth moved over mine, but I didn’t fight it. It was exactly what I needed.

We pulled our mouths away breathlessly, and I pushed my hands up under his shirt, feeling the strength of his tight muscles. He reached up, pulled his T-shirt over his head, and tossed it to the side before kissing me again, his hands cupping my face. My hands trailed down his rippling pecks and stopped at his waistline. I undid his belt and unzipped his pants. Then I pulled them down to his feet and watched as he stepped out of them. My hand grazed his bulging package inside his tight black boxer briefs, and my lips pressed against his. He pulled my sundress off and unhooked my bra, groaning as his eyes moved over my body. He went to push me onto the bed, but I stopped him, lowered myself to my knees, and grasped his shaft through his boxers. He groaned out loud and ran his hand over the top of my head.

I hooked my fingers into the waistband of his briefs and pulled them down over his knees and to the floor. He stepped out of them and kicked them to the side, spreading his legs apart. I reached up and grabbed his shaft, deciding that games were not what I wanted to play tonight. I opened my mouth and let his cock inside, taking him in fast and deep. He growled, bracing himself as my head moved up and down, my lips pressing hard, my tongue swirling, my throat contracting around his dick. I could hear my suction as I plunged up and down his massive erection, opening my throat and taking it all in. Will wrapped his fingers around my hair, and that aroused me.

I reached between my legs and rubbed my clit, moaning through my full mouth, the vibration from which echoed off his cock. He watched me as I played with myself and pleasured him to the point where he would be begging to fuck me. I rotated my head as I pushed down to the base and then sat there, bobbing up and down in short bursts until I needed air in my lungs. Before I could go down again, though, Will reached down and grabbed me under the arms, lifting me into the air and tossing me onto his bed. He tore off my panties, throwing them pointedly on the floor, and roughly grabbed my thighs, spreading my legs wide. He raised his hand and slapped my pussy several times before leaning forward and burying his face in it.

His tongue immediately lapped at my juices, my body ready for him from my own pleasuring. I screamed as he plunged two fingers inside me and began to fingerfuck me with heat and passion. He growled and reached underneath me, grabbing my ass and lifting me up in the air as he sat up on his knees. I grabbed onto the comforter, my shoulders being the only thing resting on the bed at that point. It was so erotic, so hot, and I couldn’t think about anything but his mouth sucking on my clit. He shifted one hand, and I threw my legs over his shoulders as his thumb pushed inside me. I gasped, wanting more, wanting to feel the release of this orgasm.

“Fuck,” I moaned.

“I want to taste you come,” he whispered before diving back down between my legs.

Just the sound of his voice pushed me further, and I found myself teetering on the edge of an orgasm. I started to move my hips, rubbing my pussy against his mouth and screaming out. Immediately, I felt the ignition, and the heat in my body exploded. I gripped the bed and stiffened, feeling every part of his tongue as I came hard and long, my juices spilling out onto his hand. I held my breath as the waves of passion moved over me, pushing and pulling at my ability to control myself. As my breath escaped my body, Will laid me gently on the bed and flipped me over onto my stomach.

I arched my ass into the air and pulled myself onto my knees, my chest still pressed against the bed. He grabbed my ass and jiggled it with his hand, using his other to stroke his rock-solid cock. He moved toward me and slid his dick through my juices and deep inside me. I screamed, looking back at him and biting my lip as his muscles rippled behind me. He grabbed my hips and wasted no time pushing and thrusting into my body. The length of his cock plunged deep inside me. I gripped the bed and tilted my forehead against the mattress, moaning as the heat in my belly began to bubble over once again. Will growled, slapping his body into mine as he fucked the hell out of me, my tits bouncing around from the strength of his blows.

He thrust hard and deep in a slower manner, getting every inch of himself inside. On the third push, his body tensed and his fingers clenched down on my sides. I rubbed my clit quickly, and as his cock pulsated inside me, spilling his seed, I erupted, crashing back against him with the ripples of my orgasm showering every muscle in my body.

When our bodies relaxed, Will fell to the side and turned over on his back, while I lay down on my stomach and rested my head on my arms. As we caught our breath, he turned to me and smiled. He cleared his throat as he ran his hand up my back.

“You know, when you graduate from Harvard, things will be different,” he said. “You’ll have to start seriously thinking long term. And that goes for a lot of things in your life.”

As I listened to Will talk, I thought about how he had mentioned his wife the one night. I thought about the pictures, the memories, and the constant feeling that I was a replacement. I knew that to go any further with anything, we needed to discuss what we had together and what that meant for now and for the future.

“Will, am I just a distraction from your wife?” I was tired of skirting the issue. “I have to admit that I’m pretty positive I have fallen in love with you, but the last thing I want to be is the shadow of a ghost you are still holding on to.”

Will stared at me for a minute, and when I picked my torso up off the bed, looking for an answer, he fumbled incoherently for words. He had hesitated way too long, and that alone let me know that I already knew the answer to my question. I sighed and shook my head, pulling myself from the bed. I hurried to find my clothes, trying to control the fact that I was on the verge of tears. I didn’t want him to see me cry. It would make me feel weak.

“This isn’t going to work anymore,” I said, turning to him. “When I get back from school, I don’t want to see you.”

“Ella, please, that isn’t what I want,” he said. “I do care about you. I—”

“Look, Will, you were right,” I said, walking over to him. “I’m in my final year at Harvard, and neither one of us can risk the distraction in our lives.”

I leaned down, kissed him on the cheek, and turned, walking toward the door. I stopped and looked back, but there was nothing left to say. I went through the apartment and out the door. When I got to my parents’ place, I held it together until I was in my bedroom, where I collapsed on my bed and broke into uncontrollable sobs.