Chapter 4

Ella

It was useless to think that, after last night, I wouldn’t be thinking about Will. I hadn’t stopped thinking about him since the first time I’d watched his son. Last night, though, had been different than before, more personal than it had ever been. I had really wanted to kiss him. That thought had been running through my mind since the moment he had walked through the front door, excited about his new business deal.

We’d cracked open the champagne and drank as he told me all about the conversation, how he’d gotten his “gusto” back, or so he had called it. I’d found him completely fascinating. I hadn’t seen him anywhere near as happy as he’d been after coming back from his meeting, and just the view of his genuine smile had warmed my heart. He’d had a rough last few years, and for the first time since that I’d seen, there had been a light in his eyes. It had been incredibly hard not to feel good with him and like I was somehow a part of that.

I walked into my parents’ living room and curled up on the edge of the couch, giving in to my thoughts. There was more to what was going on than I really understood, especially since I had been gone for so long, but I wanted to spend more time with Will before I left to go back to school. But when it came to men, courage had never been my strong suit, so asking him out was not in the cards. I picked up the phone and scrolled to his number, figuring I could at least call and make sure everything was good. I took a deep breath and pressed the button before putting the phone to my ear.

“Ella,” Will said, answering. “What a nice surprise.”

“Hi, Will,” I replied happily. “How are you today? Still feeling good?”

He chuckled. “I am. I had a really good meeting this morning.”

“Good,” I replied. “I was just calling to make sure you didn’t need anything else from me before I left for school.”

“Actually, there is something,” he said. “I would really like to take you to dinner. You have saved me more than once in the last week, and I want to thank you for it. Besides, you are pretty amazing, and I think you should be treated to a nice dinner at least once while you are here from school. What do you think?”

“I would love to,” I replied.

“Great. Then meet us at my place around six and then we will head out,” he said.

“Sounds good,” I replied, smiling as I hung up the phone.

I took care getting ready, wanting to look pretty and a little sexy, but only just enough that I wouldn’t feel awkward around Avery. Once I was looking good, I walked next door. I took a deep breath before knocking and smiled as Will opened the door and whistled. Avery came running around the corner and stopped, smiling at me.

“Wow, Miss Ella, you look beautiful,” he said.

“Why thank you,” I replied. “And look at you in that little suit.”

“It’s just like Daddy’s,” he said proudly.

“I see that,” I replied, looking up abashedly at Will. “Two handsome men. I am a lucky girl.”

We left the apartment and made our way to Tilbert’s, a nice restaurant only a few blocks away. I had been there several times since it was my father’s favorite place, and it was nice to feel comfortable in a nervous situation. We sat down at the table, and I helped Avery put his napkin in his lap before giving him a piece of bread. I couldn’t help but notice Will’s constant stare.

“How are your parents?” he asked. “I haven’t seen them in a while.”

“They’re really good,” I replied. “Though they were really busy when I got here and ended up leaving on a business trip a couple days ago. They unfortunately won’t be back until after I’m back at school. I’m going to take Taryn back to the academy before I get on my plane.”

“I’m sorry. I know they must be disappointed that they can’t see you,” he said.

I shrugged. “I’m used to it. Business is business.”

We ate dinner and talked about Avery’s school, Will’s company, and everything I could tell him about Harvard. He was a Princeton grad himself, so he knew the kind of pressure an Ivy League school put on their students. When we were done, I could tell Avery was getting antsy, so Will paid the tab and we headed out.

“Would you like to come back to the apartment and watch a movie with Avery and me?”

“I would love that,” I said, smiling.

“We’re going to watch The Avengers,” Avery said with excitement.

“I love The Avengers,” I replied, smiling up at Will.

This night was going better than I could have imagined, and I realized how much I liked spending time with both of them. We watched about half of the movie before Avery was knocked out, lying across me and Will. I sat on the couch nervously as Will tucked Avery in and then reappeared before going into the kitchen and pulling out a bottle of wine. He poured a couple glasses and then walked over, setting the bottle on the table and sitting down next to me. Immediately, I felt comfortable, and we sat talking until we had finished the bottle. By that point, the conversation had gone to flirty.

“Have I ever told you that I think you are extremely beautiful?” Will asked.

“No,” I replied, smiling. “But thank you.”

“Thank you for hanging out with me tonight,” he said, brushing a piece of hair off my face.

The feeling of his skin on mine brought me to life, and the passion between us was almost too much to bear. He leaned forward, putting his hand on my knee and cupping my face with his other hand. I closed my eyes as his lips moved closer to mine, pressing hard against me.

The kiss was intense and full, and I couldn’t help but put my wine down and move closer to him. My hands slid up his legs as we kissed passionately, the wine having gone to my head. He pulled back and kissed my cheek before standing and taking my hand. He pulled me up from the couch and led me back to his bedroom and shut the door. I walked forward and looked around. The only light came from the cracks between the curtains.

Lust and passion hung in the air and surged through the room like a thick smoke, engulfing both of us. He walked forward, took my face in his hands, and kissed me passionately, taking the breath right out of my lungs. It was sensual and deep, and I leaned into him, my hands running up his chest. I began to unbutton his shirt as he pulled his lips away from my mouth and ran them down my neck. Slowly, he unzipped my dress and pulled the straps down my shoulders, allowing the dress to slip right off me and into a pile at my feet. Will reached forward and cupped my breasts, massaging them gently with his hands as I fumbled with his belt and zipper.

He stepped back, pulled his shirt off, and undressed down to his boxers. The tension between us was growing and our patience wearing thin. Our bodies pushed into each other’s, and I stepped backward until I reached the bed and fell back onto my elbows. I pushed myself up to the pillows and watched as Will took his boxers off, his huge dick springing out. My eyes widened at the sheer size of him, but before I could react, he was across the bed, lying beside me. He kissed me hard, running his hands down my belly and over my mound, grasping and massaging it. I moaned softly into his mouth, spreading my legs as he pulled apart my folds. His finger slid down through my juices before coming back up and running circles around my clit. I arched my back slightly and groaned, feeling his warm fingers playing across my skin. It was incredibly sensual, and all I could think about was how much more I wanted.

I reached my hand down and grabbed his shaft, opening my eyes and staring deeply into his. He groaned and shut his eyes as I stroked up and down his shaft. He pushed his fingers faster through my pussy, stopping at the bottom and pressing two of his fingers inside me. I gasped, lifting my hips from the bed as he pushed his fingers into me and then pulled them out. Heat rose in my stomach with every move. I turned my body toward him and grabbed his balls with my free hand, massaging them as I stroked his cock fast and tight. As my hands sped up, so did his, and before long, I was so lost in the feeling between my legs that I could barely move. He leaned in and rubbed his face against mine, perching his lips on my ear.

“I want you bad,” he whispered.

“Then take me,” I said, pulling back and staring him in the eyes.

He pulled his hand back and pushed me over onto my back before moving around in front of me and spreading my legs. He leaned his body down to mine, and I tilted my hips, welcoming him into me. He dipped his hips down low and drove his cock deep inside me while reaching down to hold me around my back. I pulled my legs up to his sides and gripped his shoulders, digging my fingers into his back. He moved his hips in a wave-like motion, rubbing his body against my clit with each downward thrust. I reached up and cupped my hand over my mouth to muffle my moaning, trying not to wake Avery. Will smirked and moved faster. Then the amusement faded from his face and his expression stiffened.

The heat inside my body grew, and before I knew it, flames erupted inside me. Will’s body pulsed against mine as I arched my back and gripped him. With another low thrust, the fire burst into a full-out explosion, sending tendrils of pleasure swirling through every part of my body. I breathed in deeply, feeling my orgasm overtaking me. Will’s body clenched above me as my body relaxed back down and whimpers escaped my throat.

Just as his shoulders stiffened, he reached down, pulling his cock out and scooting forward as he rubbed his hand quickly up and down his shaft. His cock was red and pulsing, and as his eyes rolled back, he groaned loudly, his seed shooting from his dick and spraying across my tits and stomach. I moaned, holding my breasts together and watching him while he came. It was erotic and so arousing that I was barely able to contain myself. He slowly relaxed, finishing off his orgasm before pulling himself from the bed to get a towel. I lay there, breathing heavily and waiting for him to return. When he did, he gently cleaned me up, wiping the remnants of our tryst into the starched, blue hand towel.

I looked up at him and smiled softly, but in my head, I knew I needed to go.