Final Play (Matchplay Series)

by Dakota Madison

  When Ella said, “Turn over,” it completely caught be off guard.

  “What,” I muttered.

  “Turn over,” she repeated.

  “Why?”

  She frowned. “Why do you have to analyze everything before you’ll take action?”

  “Because I’m an engineer.”

  “I think you’re an engineer because you’re so logical and thoughtful but that’s another conversation. Right now, I would like for you to be just a little bit spontaneous and turn over without knowing exactly why.”

  I heaved a sigh but gave in. I turned over and lay on my stomach. “Happy?”

  “Exuberant,” she teased.

  Then she started rubbing my shoulders. I didn’t even realize I was holding so much tension until she was massaging my muscles. “You’re so tight,” she commented as she worked on a particularly large knot. “Are you under a lot of stress?”

  I thought about the question. Was I under stress? I tended to worry a lot. I ruminated over things, even things I had no control over. “I guess so.”

  “But why?” She asked as she worked on the muscles in my neck.

  I wish I knew. I seemed to have been born worrying about something. Maybe thinking about things from every possible angle was actually over-thinking. I never gave the matter too much thought because I was too busy worrying. “Would you believe me if I said I came out of the womb worrying?”

  She laughed. “That wouldn’t surprise me a bit. You need to relax. Haven’t you ever heard the term: go with the flow? That should be your new motto.”

  If she only knew how far out of my comfort zone I had moved already just to be here with her, I thought she’d be shocked. “Maybe this is spontaneous for me.”

  She moved close to my ear and whispered, “I know it is. But maybe I want you to do something even more impulsive.”

  I could feel my heart start to race at her suggestion. I swallowed to try and clear the lump that had formed in my throat. “Such as,” I muttered.

  Her breath on my neck sent shivers through me. “I think you already know the answer to that question.”

  I swallowed again but the lump refused to dissipate. So much for taking things slowly, we were racing towards the finish line like a runaway train. I turned over to face Ella. Her eyes were filled with mischief and want. I realized in that moment, there was no way I was going to be able to resist her desires any longer.

  Not that I didn’t have desires of my own. In that moment, looking into her wanting eyes, I was overwhelmed with the need to feel Ella’s body next to mine—to feel myself inside her. I had never had a more overpowering feeling in my life.

  As soon as the decision was made, it was like Ella could read my mind. Without either of us saying another word, she began to unbutton my shirt. My heart started to beat a little faster as she undid each button. In some ways, it felt like a dream. The most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on was seducing me. She kept her eyes locked on mine as she made her way down to the final button.

  “That’s better,” she said as she placed her hands on my bare chest.

  I took in a sharp breath. “Ella, I…”

  She placed her index finger on my lips and shook her head. “No words. I just want you to experience this. I want you to feel it. You need to get out of your head for a while and reconnect with your body.”

  “Okay,” I agreed even though I wasn’t sure what I was getting myself into. No words—no thinking—just feeling and experiencing. This was unfamiliar territory for me. I wasn’t exactly connected to my body. Sometimes I felt like I could exist as a brain in a glass jar, that’s how much I relied upon my mind.

  She leaned close to my ear again and whispered. “I don’t want you to worry about anything. I’m on the pill. I get tested regularly. I’ve always used condoms. Always.”

  I nodded. I wanted to show her that I was following her instructions and not using words, although I really wanted to. There were so many things I wanted to say but I wanted to feel more than my words could capture. I wanted to experience being with her, fully and totally.

  I placed my lips on Ella’s and the fire that was ignited raged through my body. I devoured her mouth with mine and as I thrust my tongue deep into her mouth, Ella let out a delighted little moan.

  I tried my best to erase all of the thoughts that were now racing through my head. I kept my attention on Ella’s delicious lips and her hands that were now roaming my chest.

  It didn’t take long for those wandering hands to make their way to my belt buckle. I almost protested but stopped myself. There were so many reasons for us not to go all the way but I still wanted to. I felt like there was a devil on my left shoulder and an angel on my right shoulder and they were dueling for control of me. The angel was telling me to take things slower and be the nice guy I always was with women. The devil, on the other hand, was telling me to go with it and enjoy the moment.

  I let Ella unbuckle my belt and she bit her bottom lip as she gave me a seductive little half smile. I started to say, “Are you sure—” but Ella put her finger to my lips again and stopped me.

  “No words,” she reminded me.

  I took over for her and wiggled out of my pants and boxer briefs. When I looked over at her I noticed that she was still fully clothed. It seemed so unfair. She must have read my mind again because she grinned and hopped from the bed.

  She did a little striptease for me as she removed her shirt and then her pants followed. As she stood in front of me in only her pink lace underwear and bra, I felt myself grow rock hard. I couldn’t remember a time I was so turned on in my life.

  When her bra came off, I took in her delicious looking breasts. Her underwear soon followed. She had the most amazing body. It took every ounce of restraint I had not to shout out how absolutely beautiful she was and how I didn’t deserve to be there with her. I felt like dog meat next to the most expensive filet mignon.

  She slid back on to the bed next to me and we just looked at each other for a moment. I was suddenly aware of my nakedness and immediately became self-conscious. I realized I probably didn’t measure up to the other guys she had been with in any way. My body was certainly no match for Steel’s rock-solid physique.

  Ella’s eyes were gleaming as she looked me up and down. She kind of looked like a kid in a candy store. Her look of pure pleasure as she examined the goods melted away any anxiety I had about my body. She seemed to be genuinely pleased with what she saw before her.

  “Close your eyes,” she whispered into my ear and I obeyed.

  I could feel the tip of her tongue touch my collar bone then she carefully made her way down my body, licking her way down my chest toward my stomach. Before I knew it, her mouth was on my dick and I took in a sharp breath as she licked the tip with her skilled tongue.

  She took my erection into her mouth and licked and sucked with such veracity, I thought I would come at any moment. But she was already so in tune with my body, she stopped just in time and I took the opportunity to compose myself.

  When I opened my eyes and looked at her, she gave me a tiny hint of a smile. I crooked my index finger and gave her a come here gesture. She shook her head playfully but I nodded right back with equal force. Finally she acquiesced and when she came close enough, I pulled her toward me and devoured her mouth with mine. She melted into me as our tongues danced with each other. Then I decided she needed a little attention with my tongue. I made my way to her nipples and licked and sucked each one of the erect buds. Then I licked my way down her stomach, making a small pit stop at her belly button, which I found out was extremely sensitive when she writhed under my tongue thrusts.

  The last stop on my tongue’s journey was between her legs. I can’t say I had a lot of experience in that nether region but I decided to take the plunge. As I thrust my tongue between her folds, she took in a sharp breath. She tasted salty and sweet and I couldn’t believe how turned on I was getting giving oral sex. It had never happened before.
I wasn’t even sure I was making an impact but when she lifted her hips to meet my mouth, I figured I had to be doing something right. I continued with veracious, licks, and flicks and tongue thrusts until I heard her voice.

  “Lucas,” she cried as she writhed in pleasure. “Oh, God!”

  She started to quiver and I knew I had scored my first Big O for the night. I hoped it wouldn’t be my last. If I was lucky, I could get her to come with me one more time.

  When I slid back up to her so we’d be face-to-face again, she had a little twinkle in her eyes. She placed her palm on my face and looked at me. Our eyes locked and a wave rushed through me like I had never felt before. I was overwhelmed with the urge to be inside of her. It was beyond anything I had ever felt before. I assume all guys have the desire for sex, some probably more than others. My urges have always been strong but the way I felt, looking into Ella’s eyes, was an all-consuming need. I felt like could go without food and water, and maybe even air for a while, but I didn’t know if I could survive without being inside of Ella.

  I crashed my mouth into hers and ravished her with my lips and tongue. My hands were everywhere on her body: her back, her breasts, her butt. We were a frenzy of hands and mouths and moans. I was so hard, I felt like I was ready to explode.

  Ella stopped the action for a moment by placing her hand on my chest. Then she put up an index finger in a just a moment gesture. It took me a moment to catch my breath. But she was right, being caught up in the feelings, in the experience of the moment, and not thinking about every single thing, was pure bliss.

  She reached over to her nightstand and opened the drawer. She removed a small packet, which I assumed was a condom, and held it up. “Do you want me to put it on you?”

  I nodded and she gave me a sexy little grin. She managed to get the package open with her teeth. I made sure I was lying on my back and she expertly rolled the condom on and made sure it was in place. It could have been one of the sexiest things I had ever seen.

  Then Ella got a predatory look in her eyes, and to my surprise, she placed both hands on my chest then straddled me and slid right on to my dick.

  Holy, shit! She felt better than I could ever have imagined. She was just a little bit tight but the way she moved, sliding up and down on my erection, was like magic.

  She raked her fingers down my chest as she continued to ride me, slow and easy, our eyes locked on each other.

  Several times, I felt close to losing it but I was intent on having the two of us come together. I wasn’t sure how easy it would be with her riding me. I had the feeling she was trying to please me rather than pleasing herself, so I decided to turn the tables on her.

  In a maneuver that would make a gymnast proud, I managed to rise, flip her over and assume a position on top of her without disrupting our genital connection. When she took in a sharp breath, I got the distinct feeling that she was surprised by the sudden shift of position. Now I was the one giving her a Cheshire Cat grin.

  I had always been a slow and steady kind of guy, in all ways, even in the sack but I was suddenly overcome with the urge to go hard and fast. I’m not sure if it was something I needed or Ella needed, or maybe it was something we both needed.

  I thrust inside Ella with everything I had. I was pumping so hard, and I got so lost in the moment, that I panicked when I realized I could be hurting her. But when I regained my senses long enough to really look at her, I could see Ella was gleaming.

  “Don’t stop,” she muttered. “God, don’t stop.”

  I always do as I’m told, so I continued on my quest for another Big O. In what could only be described in the crudest of terms, I completely and totally fucked her.

  I continued pumping at a near frenzied pace until she grabbed my ass and I could feel her clench around my dick. And when she let out a scream of pleasure, I finally let go. The release was so intense, I felt a head rush (big head not little one) and the most intense surge of euphoria I had ever experienced. If there was a Heaven on Earth, I had found it with Ella.

  After the aftershocks subsided, I looked deep into Ella’s eyes. When I wiped a small bead of sweat from her temple, I realized I had sweat pouring down my face. I took a quick swipe at my forehead with the back of my hand but I was drenched.

  “That was quite a workout,” she laughed.

  I noticed that I didn’t have that awkward post-sex feeling I had experienced with other partners. I felt completely and totally comfortable with Ella. I didn’t feel judged and left wanting. I didn’t feel like I had to say or do anything. I felt like we could just be with each other.

  I knew I’d have to withdraw soon to depose of the condom. I didn’t want there to be a mess. But part of me didn’t want to lose the connection with Ella. I placed a kiss on her lips and then slowly withdrew. I quickly made my way to the bathroom and removed the condom.

  I had to steady myself against the sink for a moment because I got light headed. I was overcome with exhaustion. I found a washcloth under the sink and wiped myself down with a dampened cloth. I made sure to wrap the condom in several tissues before I threw it into the waste bin. Then a twinge of panic set in as I imagined Ella disappearing, me waking up and the entire experience being a dream.

  When I walked back into the bedroom, Ella was exactly where I had left her. I breathed a small sigh of relief. This wasn’t a dream and Ella was real. Everything we did actually happened. There she was, her eyes fixed on me, as I made my way back to the bed.

  “Don’t put on any clothing,” she said as I reached for my boxer briefs. “Let’s sleep skin on skin.”

  I had to admit I found the idea intriguing. Not only had I never slept in the nude, I had never slept with another person completely naked. “Okay,” I agreed as I climbed back into bed.

  As soon as I took my place next to her, Ella wasted no time snuggling up next to me. She laid her head on my chest and threw her leg over mine. Then I placed my hand on her back and pulled her closer. She wanted skin on skin and that’s exactly what she got. She let out a little contended sigh and said, “I love listening to your heartbeat.”

  I knew it was too soon for me to tell Ella that I loved everything about her. I didn’t want to ruin our perfect night with any drama or heavy declarations of undying love. I just wanted to feel Ella in my arms, curled up next to me, listening to my heartbeat.

  ***

  When I opened my eyes, it took me a minute to realize where I was and that Ella and I were still entwined. We had slept naked and in each other’s arms all night. Another first. Not that I didn’t enjoy post-coital cuddling. I was a bit of a romantic that way. But I had to get to work early every morning and it was easier and more practical to sleep at my own place.

  I placed a soft kiss on Ella’s forehead and she stirred. “I need to get up to see what time it is.” Although the shades in Ella’s room were drawn, I could see sunlight peeking through the cracks and I had a sinking feeling I was already late for work.

  Ella released her hold on me and sleepily flopped back down on her pillow that had remained unused all night. Apparently my chest acted as an adequate substitute.

  I rose from the bed and grabbed my watch from the nightstand. It was already quarter past seven and I was due into work at eight. Not much time to get back to my apartment, get showered and dressed and still get to work. There was little doubt I was going to be late. Luckily, I wasn’t an hourly employee. Going in late meant I’d have to stay later in the evening. I was usually the first one into the office in the morning and the last one to go home at night. It was a practice that had earned me employee of the year two years running.

  I was sure I would be the subject of unrelenting office gossip when I strolled in at 8:30 a.m. with the rest of the engineers.

  I didn’t want to rush out. I didn’t want to do anything that might upset Ella but I also didn’t want to be too late for work.

  “I really need to get to the office,” I stated. “I don’t want to be late.”


  Ella glanced up at me from her slumber. “You’re so cute.”

  “Why is that?” I asked as I started getting dressed.

  “You’re always worried about doing the right thing. Is there any way in which you’re not perfect?”

  I laughed. No one had ever said I was perfect before—except maybe that I was the perfect nerd or the perfect geek. “There are so many ways in which I’m not perfect they’re too numerous to mention.”

  She gave me a seductive little smile. “You could phone in sick. Play hooky. We could spend the day in bed.”

  “As tempting as that sounds. And it sounds very tempting. I really do have to get to work. I’m in the middle of a huge project and I’ve already fallen behind. I’ll probably need to stay late tonight.”

  Ella shot up from the bed. “Will you be here tonight?”

  I placed a knee on the bed and leaned over to place a kiss on her forehead. “I’m not sure I’ll be able to make it tonight. I don’t want to make any promises I can’t keep. I have a lot of work to do but if I make significant headway today, then I’ll definitely be able to see you tomorrow.”

  “Okay,” she muttered but she wasn’t looking at me. Her eyes were fixed on her bed.

  “Ella, look at me, please.”

  She ignored me and kept her eyes down.

  When I placed my hand under her chin and carefully lifted her head, I noticed her eyes were wet. She blinked back tears.

  I quickly thought about all the reasons why she could be upset. Given her history, I wondered if she thought I wasn’t going to come back. Maybe she thought I was going to have fun and run like the other guys she had been with.

  “Ella, I promise I’m coming back. You have my word. I just can’t promise it will be tonight. I have to see how quickly I can get my work done. I have a feeling it’s going to be a pretty late night, though.”

  My heart sank when the gleam in her eyes seemed to fade away. I got the feeling she didn’t believe me. I knew I would be back—nothing could keep me from seeing Ella again—but obviously she didn’t. I had no idea what I could do to convince her.