Chapter 7

Will

I carried her, still shaking, into my bedroom and set her down on the floor, closing the door behind us. I knew I shouldn’t be doing this. It was exactly what had caused the problem in the first place, but I just couldn’t keep my hands off her. I slowly walked forward, dark passion in my eyes, and kissed her hard and deep. She gasped for air as I pulled away, and then she reached for my shirt, unbuttoning each button as my stare lingered on her face. Her innocence quickly disappeared as she pulled my shirt over my shoulders and pulled me in for another kiss. As our lips moved against one another’s, she pulled my shirt the rest of the way off and tossed it on the floor.

She trailed the tips of her fingers down my chest and over my hardened stomach, stopping at the waist of my pants and gripping them tightly. She unclasped the top and slowly slid the zipper down before reaching for each side and yanking them until they fell to the floor at my feet. I stepped out of them and took off my socks and shoes, watching her eyes move over my body. She walked toward me with confidence and sensuality and pushed me down on the edge of the bed. She grabbed a pillow and threw it down at my feet, knelt down, and slid my boxers over my knees and off my body.

Her eyes twinkled as she watched my raging cock bounce free from its restraints. She reached forward and grasped it tightly in her palm. I groaned, feeling her small, soft hands move down from the mushroom tip, over the shaft, and stop right at the base. She leaned forward, her eyes still glued to mine, and gently licked the tip of my cock, smiling at the shudder that echoed through my body. Carefully, she positioned her mouth over the end and slid her lips over the head and down the shaft, deeper and deeper until she had reached the bottom. Her wet, warm throat around my bulging erection felt amazing.

She then began to move back up, stopping just halfway before diving back down. With each downward stroke, my body clenched as she sucked hard at the back of her throat. She pulled all the way back up and off, leaving strings of her saliva rolling down my cock. She took a breath and headed back down, this time moving up and down the length of my shaft. I tangled my hand in her hair and gently pushed with every motion she made, the heat in my stomach screaming for release. It was too soon. I wanted to feel her in ways she had never experienced before.

I sat there for quite a bit longer, feeling her tits rub up and down between my legs as her mouth did all the work. I struggled with myself, not wanting to stop feeling her mouth wrapped around my cock but at the same time wanting to watch her ride me, giving in to her inner carnal instincts. I knew, though, if I waited much longer, we wouldn’t even get to that point. Slowly, I lifted her head up and looked into her eyes, then leaned forward and grabbed her by the waist.

“Climb on,” I whispered as she rose. My hand moved down and brushed her wet pussy. “Fuck me until you come.”

She bit her lips and straddled me, leaning up as she rubbed the head of my cock over her clit. She slid it down through the juices and pushed with her hips, letting me glide inside her through the wetness. I lay back, my legs still dangling off the end of the bed, and pulled my arms up under my head. I watched her as she rubbed her hands up her body and over her tits. Her hips began to grind against me. She moaned loudly at the sensation of me filling her completely as her clit rubbed my skin. She reached down and pressed her palms against my chest as she started to ride me hard. Up and down and side to side she went, pleasuring herself with my cock.

Watching her moving on top of me was so sensual, and all I wanted to do was feel that body twitching and writhing in an orgasm, which I could tell was not far off. She screamed out, landing back down on me and grinding again, this time with force and need. She twisted her body whichever way it told her to, giving her the most pleasure for her heightening climax. I reached up and grabbed her waist, thrusting my cock up and down inside her. She leaned her head back and screamed out in pleasure.

“God, I’m gonna come,” she wailed.

“Yes, come on my dick, baby,” I groaned.

I fucked her harder and faster until she grabbed onto my hands and squeezed, arching her back and moaning loudly. Her muscles tensed, and she shook lightly as her orgasm washed over her. I groaned at the feeling of her juices exploding down my cock and her pussy pulsating against my shaft. It was almost too much to handle. As her body relaxed, I rolled her over onto her back and climbed on top before slowly moving in and out of her. My cock was raging hard, but I wanted to be gentle for as long as I could and show her my softer side. I rolled my hips gently into her, feeling just how sopping wet she was. My hands rolled over her as my body thrust faster with each passing moment. She opened her eyes and stared up at me, moaning in tune with my motions. I leaned down and kissed her lips, and then she brought her mouth up to my ear.

“Now it’s my turn,” she whispered. “Fuck me until you come. I want to feel it.”

Coming from her pouty lips, those words sent waves of electricity through my body. I smirked and sat up, ready to give her exactly what she wanted. I thrust hard and deep inside her, watching as she moaned and giggled at the same time. I pulled out and flipped her over, pulling her hips up and pushing her face down into the bed. I rubbed my hand up her cheek and slapped it as I ran my cock through her juices. When I found the perfect spot, I grabbed her hips and pushed deep and fast inside her. She screamed out and reached for the headboard, grabbing the slats as my body thrust forward and back over and over.

I grabbed onto her ass and used it as leverage to push and pull her body into mine. I could hear our skin slamming together and mixing with the low moans of Ella’s ecstasy. She pulled her arm back and reached up between her legs, swiping her palm over my boys as they slapped against her pussy. She moved her fingers up and rubbed her clit fast and hard, her other hand grasping the headboard so tightly that her knuckles were turning white. She moaned loudly, our bodies clashing in the passion that was flowing through them.

I could feel her getting needier and needier until, finally, her body stiffened in my hands. She was coming again, and this time, it pushed me right over the edge. I grasped her hips tightly and pushed my cock deep inside her, groaning loudly at the explosion in my stomach. As her body pulsated against mine, I returned the favor and came hard and deep inside her, my fingers digging into her skin. I groaned, the heat escaping my body as my seed released, taking all my strength with it.

Our bodies sat perched in ecstasy together as we waited for the pleasure to subside. When my body relaxed, I pulled out and fell to the side, watching Ella slowly lower the rest of her body onto the bed. We lay there facing each other, our bodies sweaty, too unnerved to speak. She put her hand to her chest as she collected her breath, and then she pulled her hair back off her forehead.

“Wow,” she said breathlessly. “That was amazing.”

“You were amazing,” I replied, kissing her gently on the cheek.

She smiled and turned over on her back, looking up at the ceiling as the fan spun around and around. We lay in silence for a while, collecting our thoughts, our bodies, and our breaths. It wasn’t awkward, but necessary as we recovered from that absolutely amazing session of sex. If I had any ability to move my body, I would have gone back for more, but I was completely exhausted, and I could tell she was as well.

Once we both recovered, Ella leaned over, kissed my cheek, and pulled herself out of bed. I turned on my side and propped my head up on my elbow, watching as she walked out of the room and returned with her clothes in her arms. She pulled on her panties and bra and then finished dressing.

“You know you don’t have to leave,” I said, smiling.

She chuckled. “Yes, I do. Girlfriends spend the night, not lovers. Besides, I have to get back home and make sure my sister is good. And I have to start getting ready for my last day at home. You, sir, have work and a little boy to tend to at daybreak.”

She walked over to the mirror, pulled her hair into a high ponytail, and straightened her shirt. She turned around and looked at me for a minute, smiling and then walking forward to the bed. She crawled across to me and kissed me passionately.

“Besides,” she said, pulling back just slightly. “We both got exactly what we wanted out of tonight. We both had a little bit of fun giving in to the lust that is between us. It was overpowering and amazing, by the way, and exactly what I needed to put a pep in my step to get headed back to school. So, thank you for that.”

She kissed me one more time before pulling herself from the bed and leaning against the dresser to put on her shoes. I watched her with glimmering eyes, not sure what to say to her. I knew I should feel that exact way, but there was something else here. I cleared my throat and shook the look from my face.

“Of course.” I chuckled. “I just didn’t want to be rude and not offer, especially after the amount of pleasure that went pumping through this room. We satisfied some of our fantasies. I would never kick you out after that.”

She smiled at me and picked up her things, waving and walking from the room. I watched her through the open door. She walked down the hallway and out of sight. When I heard the front door close, I collapsed back into the bed, putting my hand on my head. Having her here had felt so good and so right, but I knew there was nothing I could really offer her, especially not with her leaving for school the day after tomorrow. I knew I needed to stay the course and keep this completely sexual, nothing else. The last thing I needed was to get my heart broken before I even knew whether it was ready to take that kind of blow. And Avery, he didn’t need a part-time mother. When the time was right, he needed someone who could be there every day to support and comfort him as he grew.

I shuddered as Megan moved into my mind, filling me with guilt again. I couldn’t even think about someone taking that role yet. That belonged to my wife. I was starting to think she would be the last woman I ever loved since the thought of anyone in her place was agonizing. Either way, Ella was leaving soon, and that was a good thing.