by Bella Emy
“Ells?”
I turn to face him and see the earnest look on his face. “Yeah?” I ask.
“So do you, beautiful.”
Beautiful? I thought he had told Lauren that I wasn’t his type… which I knew, anyway. Is he just horny again? That must be it. Crap. I feel like I can’t breathe. He nudges closer to me, and I swear to the good Lord I want to melt right into this couch.
I inhale deeply and God damn… is it even possible to smell this good after spending hours at the gym working out? He smells so divine and heavenly. Like that damn Axe spray he douses himself with that causes my panties to drench. How the fuck can he smell so amazing?
“Ells, look at me,” he whispers as he’s now so incredibly close to my face.
This is not going to end well. There is no way I’m going to be able to resist if he keeps coming closer. I’m going to lose my shit.
I turn my head slightly and there is his perfect face. He licks his bottom lip, and my God, I want to do the same to him. Fuck, I know how incredible those lips taste, and I want them all over me.
“Yeah?” I murmur instead. I swallow hard. I should get up and walk away. I should leave now.
But I can’t.
It’s like I’m drawn to him more and more each time.
“Kiss me,” he breathes.
Fuck. That does it. I don’t think twice. I don’t hesitate. I lean in closer and he meets me the rest of the way. Our lips come together in perfect sync, and I devour the taste of him. My body responds, turning toward him. Before I know it, he’s facing me, too, and I’m jumping into his arms, our lips never once parting. He leans back against the couch, and I fall back with him. His legs part to either side of mine, and I’m lying in between his thighs. Oh my God. I can feel his hard cock, ready to be released from the restraint of his pants. I so want to touch it and place my lips around it. I want to drive him completely crazy as he does me every single time. I grind and gyrate my hips against him. I cannot control myself. I know I shouldn’t. I know I should stop before this goes any further, but I want to keep going. It’s as if I need to. Even feeling the hard contours of his chest against mine is driving me wild. I want him to strip me out of my clothes and place his glorious hands all over me. God, his hands. Those things can do wonders, and right now, they are running up and down my body over the sides of my tank top. He slides a hand underneath, touching my skin. Fuck, I could literally melt in his hands right now. What’s that saying, melts in your mouth, not in your hands? Well, I can do both. He’s just that damn good. I can feel my sex throbbing for his touch. I want him. I need him.
I need to stop this. I have to.
“Mmm, D,” I manage to mumble and push myself up, even though my body is cursing me right now.
He opens his eyes as a wicked smile pulls at his lips. Fuck, I want to kiss them again. “Why’d you stop, Ells? That was delicious. You are delicious.”
The emphasis he places on the words make me want to slam my lips back down onto his, and bite them. Knowing how much he enjoyed it, too, makes me want to giggle like a silly school girl with her first crush. But I need to stay focused. I need to think about what we are doing and everything that us hooking up can do to my friendship with my best friend and his relationship with his sister. Fuck! How do I always end up falling for Mr. Mykels and his charms?
I stand up and begin pacing the room.
Moments later, he taps the space on the couch next to him. “C’mon, come sit with me,” he states, that same grin is still pasted on his face.
I turn to face him and place both of my hands on my hips. Then I take my seat on the couch beside him once more. I need to sit and calm my anxiety.
“D, we can’t seriously do that again.”
“Do what?” he asks innocently, but I know he knows damn well to what I’m referring.
I smirk. “What we did before I left. Before I went to my mom’s house.”
He shrugs. Can he please stop smiling like that at me? I’m going to lose it again and jump right back into his arms. “It was just a kiss.”
Just a kiss? Uh-uh. That was not just a kiss. That was lips, tongues, and hands going wild. That was my desire for him taking over my common sense and letting all of my sanity go. He definitely seemed as though he was enjoying it, too.
“You know damn well that was not just a kiss. That was going to end us up back in your bed, screwing one another’s brains out.”
His face lights up, and I swear I want to die. Can he make this situation any harder for me?
“Would that be so bad?”
Fuck, D! Fuck! Why do you keep saying things like this to me! My pussy can’t take hearing you talk like this!
I tilt my head to the side and smirk.
“You want to?” he asks, lifting himself up in a sitting position. He comes closer, and I have to look away. He places a soft kiss on my shoulder. I turn to mush and want to melt right into his arms.
“We can’t, D. We can’t let what happened the other night happen ever again. Your sister would kill both of us. We have to stop.”
But I so want to keep going. I so want him to take me back into his bed and make me scream his name.
He places a finger underneath my chin and forces my eyes to stare into his. “Do you really want to stop? Do you not enjoy this?” he asks as he kisses me softly.
As much as I try to, I don’t fight against him. All I want is to feel his touch all over my body, to ultimately feel him inside me once more.
He pulls his lips away and asks again, “Or this?” This time he kisses me more fiercely, forcing his tongue back into my mouth. My hands reach up and wrap around his neck. I can’t help relishing the taste of him.
“Fuck this, Ellie,” he says. Before I know it, he scoops me up into his arms, kissing me as he does so. I let out a soft yelp but allow his lips to comfort me. He stands up, holding me, carrying me out of the room like his very own newlywed bride.
Our tongues dance together in harmony as he takes me into his bedroom and finally lies me down onto his bed. He climbs onto it, kneeling in between my thighs and strips out of his shirt. As he does so, my eyes automatically dart to the perfect form of his chest. He licks his lips and leans down to meet mine with his.
“D,” I whisper as he continues kissing down the side of my neck.
“Yes, Ellie?” he breathes against my skin, causing goosebumps to cover my body and a new wave of secretions to drench my panties.
“Make me scream. Please, D. Make me call you King D again,” I beg.
“Fuck yes, sweetheart. King D will deliver. This will be a fucking great New Year’s celebration…”
I giggle softly at his comment, but he instantly kisses me once more, placing his perfect lips on mine.
An animalistic hunger practically lunges out of him, and before I can make sense of anything, he’s stripping me out of my clothes and sending me back into the oblivion that I so desired.
18
Derek
Damn. She had been home for five days, and I had just seen her for the first time last night. Granted, I knew she was back. I had spoken to Lauren days ago, and she had told me Ellie would be home alone New Year’s Eve. She had asked me to keep an eye on her. Yeah, I’d keep an eye on her… and more. God, she was irresistible.
But what had I purposely done? I had purposely stayed away so I wouldn’t be tempted. No, I haven’t been staying with Natasha. I decided to stop seeing her. Whether or not she knew I wasn’t going to be serious about her or not, I needed to let that go. I’ve been spending time at the shop, sleeping in the back room. We have a futon there. Danny didn’t question shit. He never did. I just told him Lauren had a new man, and I was leaving the house to the two of them for a few days.
I was too much of a chicken to go home and face Ellie. I knew I’d cave if I saw her. And sure as hell, I had. Seeing her there, I still craved her. I wanted her again. I had to have her once more. Talking about our first night together had only intensified
my want for her, my need for her. I can’t believe how much I want her still.
I had promised her an amazing New Year’s and a fucking amazing New Year’s Eve celebration it was. I wasn’t about to disappoint her. We fucked all night long as the clock struck twelve and we welcomed in the new year, and it had been fucking amazing. I didn’t need alcohol or champagne to celebrate. I was totally drunk on Ellie and enjoyed every moment of it.
I mean, how could I possibly stay away from the one woman I want so much? How could I possibly not have granted her wishes when she had asked me, practically begging me, to give her another night of bliss. She craved my enormous cock inside of her, filling her completely, making her see stars as I’d pound into her repeatedly. Who was I to deny her? I was only doing her a favor. I was only giving the lady exactly what she craved, what she probably had been fantasizing about since she had first had a taste of me. A piece of the D Man. A piece of King D. She had pleaded to me to make her scream King D, and I had delivered, precisely like I had promised her I would.
And she had enjoyed it. She had loved every second of it. She had ador–
Aww, fuck. Who am I kidding or trying to convince? I had wanted her sweet pussy just as much as she had wanted me. I had longed and hungered to dip my dick back inside her soft, wet, warm folds of heavenly bliss that didn’t compare to any other chick’s.
And now, here she is. Lying naked beside me in bed, fast asleep in my arms as the early morning light creeps into my room. God, I could so get used to the sight of her first thing in the morning, looking as gorgeous as she does. She’s like a fucking angel. My angel.
But she’s not. She’s not mine. She only belonged to me in the middle of the night, whenever I had owned her body. Then, after we’re done, she is no longer mine.
She slowly begins to stir, her eyelids creeping open. I can’t help but smile. This chick is just so perfect. When her gaze meets my stare, she gives me a small smile and my heart melts. How could someone be so beautiful?
I sit up but keep my arm draped over her, holding her nude body close to mine. Did I mention my cock is ready to go again? Shit, I ended last year screwing her and wouldn’t mind beginning the new year inside of her once more… even if we had fucked well into the early hours of the day.
“Good morning, beautiful,” I whisper and place a kiss on her forehead. She gently moves in my arms causing my body to feel all her curves and soft skin. Fuck, she’s already driving me wild. I want to take her again. I wonder if she’d be down to go at it once more? I’d better not push my luck and just enjoy the feel of her beside me.
“Morning, D,” she stretches her arms, and I get a glimpse of her perfectly round tits and erect nipples as the sheet moves.
Down, boy. Easy… down.
Fuck, I want to take those amazing nipples and run my tongue over them.
“Sleep well?” I wink.
She lets out the cutest giggle, and fuck, I want to jump her bones right now. How is it even possible to want someone this much after you’ve just had them time and time again?
“Fantastic,” she sticks her pink tongue out at me playfully.
Why, oh why, is this chick so damn sexy with everything she does? Is this even real life? She’s like one of my fucking fantasies come to life. Maybe I’m dreaming.
Fuck, I know I’m not. This is real life because as much as she shows she wants me like I want her, I know I can’t have her for real. Fuck, this sucks.
“Is it bad that I want you again, beautiful,” I finally admit as my expression turns serious.
“You do?” she asks. She doesn’t look surprised, though.
“So fucking much, Ellie baby. You have no idea.”
Baby? I had called her baby? I know I had done so the first night we were together but now, again, after everything. It just slipped out. Was that wrong of me? Fuck it, I don’t care. I’ll call her baby if I want to, even if she’s not mine.
“I think I do,” she bites her bottom lip and rises. She seductively climbs on top of me, and I can’t help but find her lips with my own.
God, she’s so perfect. If this is what it’s like waking up next to Ellie every morning, I want it. I want all of this.
She reaches down, grabbing my cock and smiles. “Mr. Mykels, I think you’re ready for me.”
I nod rapidly a few times. “Fuck yeah, baby.” There I go again. I can’t control it.
She licks her lips and slides down onto my cock. Instinctively, I push up and down matching her movements with my own. We fucking fit together like peanut butter and jelly.
I love seeing her tits bouncing up and down as she rides me. It’s such a beautiful sight, and I enjoy looking at her so turned on, fucking herself with my dick, impaling herself with me each time. She’s fucking so hot and beautiful and amazing and fuck, she’s gorgeous.
I need to give her more. I need to give her exactly what I know she likes.
I pick her up and slam her body down onto the bed before climbing on top of her. I ram my cock inside of her. It slides in so easily since she’s already wet and horny from fucking me. Damn, her tight little pussy feels so fucking good. I start pounding her faster and faster, and the look she’s giving me tells me I made the right decision. She screams and moans with each thrust. God, her moans make me even harder, if that’s possible. She moans like a fucking pornstar. I love hearing her. “Oh, King D… fuck!”
I flip her around and her ass automatically rises up. I want to bite her perfect cheeks. I slap one instead as she gets into the perfect position for doggy style. I don’t waste a second and dive in.
Fuck, her pussy is so good. I love hitting it every single time. I reach down with one hand and grab her right tit. My left hand stays gripping onto her hip, helping me slam into her. Then, reaching down further, I start massaging her clit at the same time as I slam into her.
“D! Oh, King D! Fuck me!” she screams.
“Yeah, baby. Take it all, sweetheart. Take my cock deep inside your juicy cunt.”
“King D! King D! Oh my Godddddddd! King D! I’m cumming! I’m cumming! I’m cuh-uh-ming!!!!”
“Ah, me too, baby, me too!” I pump every drop of my cum into her delicious cunt, and the two of us collapse on the bed.
She flips around and lies her head on my shoulder as the both of us are now lying facing the ceiling. She giggles, and as I’m trying to catch my breath, I turn to face her. “What? Why are you laughing, sweetheart?”
She turns to face me and bites down on her bottom lip once more. Does she realize she drives me wild whenever she does this?
“Nothing. You’re just amazing.” Her smile fades and is replaced by a more serious look.
“Hey, you are, too. But what’s the matter now, baby? Why the face?” I ask. She doesn’t look sad or anything of the sort, just more so deep in thought.
Shrugging, she responds, “I don’t want to stop fucking you.”
When she talks like that, it causes my cock to go hard yet again. I fucking love it.
What she just said is a problem, though, and I know it. I feel the same way, but how the hell are we going to do that? It’s not as if Lauren is always away with her new man. It’s not like we will be able to fuck–hey, wait a minute. I just got an idea.
“Well, we don’t have to, you know.”
She turns her body toward me, and I do the same. She places a hand on the side of her head, holding it up, and asks, “What are you talking about?”
I sit up. “Hear me out. I know we can’t turn this into anything more because of my sister,” I begin, then realize I need to rephrase this so she doesn’t think I’m catching feelings for her.
But am I?
Nah, no way. I don’t fall in love anymore. I just fuck. Ellie just so happens to be the one chick I want to fuck over and over again. That’s how good it is with her. That’s what her pussy does to me.
“I mean, I’m not a relationship guy, you know that,” I add. I mean, I’m not. I don’t do relationships anymor
e. Not even for Ellie, if that were feasible. I can’t. Not after what I had been through in the past. Plus, she would never date a guy like me. She thinks I’m the total player. Can I blame her, though?
She looks away and then looks back up at me. “Yeah, I know that. I’m not looking for a relationship, either. It’s too soon after Shaun.”
Fuck, of course. Her break up with Shaun. I know it’s been a few months, but of course she’s not ready. Well, fine. That will make my plan even easier.
“Yeah, yeah. I know,” I lie. “Listen, Ellie. I don’t wanna stop fucking you, either. You are so damn incredible… I love making you moan and squirm and seeing that look on your face whenever I’m hitting your spot. I don’t want to stop this.”
She giggles. There goes my cock again, hard as a rock.
Keep focused, man. Keep focused. Get to the fucking point.
“Look, Ells. Let’s just be fuck buddies. Let’s make a promise to get one another off when my sister’s not around.”
Her eyes widen. Her facial expression doesn’t say she’s opposed to my idea, but the wheels in her head are definitely turning.
“Fuck buddies?” she asks.
Fuck, I hope I haven’t offended her.
“Yeah, no. I mean, yeah. Please don’t take it the wrong way.”
She shakes her head and laughs quietly. “I’m not offended. I mean, I did sleep with you without being in a relationship with you… multiple times.”
Fuck yeah, she had, and each time had been even more incredible than the last.
“So, you’re cool with it?” I question to be sure.
“Well, of course, I am. I love fucking you too much to just stop. I know Lauren wouldn’t approve if she knew, but if she doesn’t, well, I don’t see an issue.”
Yes! Damn, she is so sexy. Oh my God, this chick just convinces me more and more each time that she’s so fucking perfect.
I’m about to jump on top of her once more and begin taking advantage of our little arrangement when she begins to speak again.
“I just have one request,” she says.
