by DD Sparxx
“Honestly, no,” she admitted, “but I do feel bad ditching Sadie. And I’m not sure how I feel about leaving her here with Jax,” she tilted her head towards them sitting in the booth and smiled now.
I laughed out loud at what she was suggesting, especially since I knew how she was feeling because I felt the same way. I didn’t want Jax to do anything to mess up what might come for me and Ella by screwing up with her friend. “Let’s go see what’s happening over there and then decide, shall we?”
“That sounds like a good plan,” she smiled, relieved.
As we approached the table, I was still holding her hand. It still felt perfect in my grip. Jax and Sadie were still sitting where we left them, no closer together, and my concern started to dissipate. I should have known Jax wouldn’t try to mess with Ella’s best friend. Although he was looking at her with definite admiration on his face and he seemed to genuinely be listening to what she was saying.
“Hey,” Ella interrupted them. “What’re you two up to?” She asked, glancing between them.
“Not much compared to what you’ve been up to,” Sadie’s eyes were laughing and her smile was contagious. “Wow. You guys need to get a room.”
Ella looked shocked at first, then started laughing. “We have a room. At my house, actually. And we’re thinking about heading there. That is, if you don’t mind. I don’t want you to feel like I’m ditching you.”
Sadie leaned over and said something to Jax that I couldn’t make out and then stood up. Looking at me she said, “Can I talk to Ella alone for a minute?”
“Sure,” I replied and hesitantly released my grip on her hand.
“Be right back,” Ella said over her shoulder as Sadie pulled her towards the restroom.
I didn’t take my eyes off her retreating form until she had vanished from my view. I turned to look at Jax who was sitting there waiting patiently for my attention. “So, Ella’s looking pretty amazing these days and her friend is smokin’ hot.”
I plopped down into the booth. “Dude, I can’t believe she’s here. After all this time. I swear, I almost told Sadie no when she asked to take her away from me. I’m afraid she’s going to up and vanish again.”
Jax pulled his cell from his pocket. “I’m one step ahead of you. I got both of their phone numbers while you were out there. Even if they did take off, we’d be able to track them down this time. I mean her, you’d be able to track her down this time.”
I cocked my head and looked at Jax. “Hey, fuckstain, don’t go and screw this up for me. If you screw over her friend, then that could create problems for Ella and me. I’m not even sure if we can repair what we had, especially since I’m not sure what the problem was to begin with. But I’m telling you right now, I’m ready to put the past behind me and I’m willing to do what it takes to have the future I always used to want. I’m not foolish enough to let her slip through my fingers again.”
Jax raised his hands in surrender. “I’ll keep it strictly friendly with Sadie. You have my word.”
“Thanks, brother, I appreciate that. At least until I can see where things are heading from here.”
28
Ella
I was reluctant to let go of Ford’s hand, but Sadie was pretty insistent on getting me alone.
“Be right back,” I assured him as I was being dragged away.
Once we got to the ladies’ room, Sadie pulled me up to the sinks. The bathroom was nearly empty.
“So…” she prompted.
“So?” I replied, tilting my head to the side.
“Ok, as your best friend, I just want to put things in perspective so you can’t say I didn’t later on. Do you think it’s smart to go home with him? You have so much to figure out still.”
“I can’t explain it, Sade. I feel like I was with him only yesterday, like no time has passed at all, even though it’s been so long. I know there is a lot to consider about where we might go from here, but seeing him today, being in his arms, feeling his lips on mine, I feel like I’ve come home again. Does that make any sense?”
“Not to me, because I don’t have anything to compare to that, but if that’s really how you feel, then you should follow your gut. I just don’t want to see you get hurt. I love you and just want you to be happy.” She pulled me into a quick hug.
“I know that, and I honestly think Ford might be that happiness. If he can get past why I left.”
“Ok. So, on the flip side, Jax is super fuckin’ hot! Maybe I’ll go home with him…”
I closed my eyes and shook my head no at her. “I don’t want to be a cockblocker, but I am going to highly suggest that you pass on that.”
“Oh, so you get to get some tonight, but I don’t? I mean, I put on this dress and these heels to try to find me some action,” Sadie pouted, pulling her lipgloss out of her purse and applying it generously.
“I know and you look amazing! I just don’t want to make things awkward between all of us. I mean what if Ford and I can fix things and then things didn’t work with you and Jax. I can’t not have my best friend around because she had a fling with my man’s best friend and is uncomfortable hanging out with us.”
“I hear what you are saying and I will take it into serious consideration.” She offered me the lipgloss but I passed. I wasn’t going to need lipgloss for what I had planned.
“So, you’re ok with me leaving? I mean, we can stay longer if you want us to.”
“That’s ok. My car is at your house, but I was planning on cabbing it home anyhow, so I’ll swing by tomorrow and pick it up.”
I pulled her into a real hug. “You’re the best!”
“I know,” she smiled as she pulled back. “You owe me though. I want another night out, a full night, of dancing and drinking. You may have found your someone, but I am definitely still on the prowl.” She winked and made a hissing noise and a claw with her right hand.
“You got it.” I laughed.
As we approached the booth I noticed the conversation was halted as the men looked up at us. Ford had another rum in his hand, so I sat down next to him; might as well let him finish. Sadie returned to her seat on the other side, between me and Jax.
“You ready to go?” Ford asked glancing between Sadie and myself.
“I’m ready when you are. Sadie’s gonna stay for a while.”
“I got all dressed up and all. I hate to waste it on only an hour’s worth of fun. The night is still young,” Sadie added.
“Understood,” Ford responded, but I noticed he was almost looking through Sadie to Jax when he said it. I saw a momentary look pass between Ford and Jax and then it was gone, Jax giving an almost imperceptible nod.
“Would you like another drink?” Ford offered, gesturing towards the new bottle that was sitting at the table.
“I’m good.”
“I’ll take one,” Sadie raised her hand.
Jax laughed at her and filled her glass. “If you’re brave enough to stay alone I think you deserve another one. I mean, at least you know where this drink is coming from, not like it’s roofied or anything.” He shook his head. “That still didn’t sound right. I just meant I’ll have this whole bottle that’s been paid for and I might as well share it.”
I looked at Ford. I know it had been a while, but Jax had always been smooth with the ladies, why was he stumbling over his words now like he had some weird case of word vomit.
“She won’t be here alone, she knows you now, Jax.” I supplied. “I’m trusting you to watch out for her and anyone you think might try to roofie her drinks.”
“Hello, I’m right here,” Sadie stated as she waved her hands in front of my face. “I can hear you, ya know? I don’t need a babysitter. I’m a grown woman. I can handle myself.”
“I know that all too well,” I winked at her as I started to stand. “But it never hurts to have a second set of eyes watching your back.” Ford stood taking my cue.
“Yeah, yeah,” she waved me off. “I’ll call you in t
he morning about coming for my car.”
“Ok, if I don’t answer, I’ll call you back.”
The spell from earlier had been broken, but when he grabbed my hand and laced our fingers together it wound right back up again. What was it about him that sent my system into overdrive?
“Sadie, it was great meeting you. I’m sure I’ll be seeing you again. Jax, I’ll catch up with ya tomorrow at some point.”
I offered Jax a one-armed hug. “Thanks,” I whispered in his ear. “It was great seeing you,” I said in a more normal tone of voice.
“Yeah, you too, Ella. Have fun kids, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” He laughed as we turned to walk away.
“That leaves just about everything on the table,” I shouted over my shoulder towards him, laughing. Ford was laughing too.
Once we stepped outside and he hailed the taxi for us, things started to turn more serious. I was certain this was what I wanted. I wanted one night without explanations. That way if he decided he didn’t want anything more to do with me after this, I would still have one more night to hold onto in my memories.
Once we were in the taxi, I gave the cabbie my address. We sat in silence for a few seconds. Ford was holding my hand and his thumb was stroking back and forth over the back of it. He turned to say something, but before a word could pass through his lips I was on him. My hand snaked behind his head and I pulled his mouth to mine. I wanted to get back to the intensity of the dance floor. I didn’t want to give him even a tiny fraction of time to second guess or question what we were about to do.
He pulled me into him and returned the kiss just as passionately as I gave it. His free hand traveled up my rib cage and palmed my breast, squeezing and kneading. I was practically laying under him by now in the back seat of the cab. We were making out like a couple of teenagers, moaning and groping wildly.
The time flew by and I felt the cab stop and not start back up again. Ford pulled back, grabbed his wallet, and stuffed some bills in the driver’s hand while I adjusted my dress and climbed out.
“This is home,” I gestured to the house behind me.
“It’s nice,” Ford said appreciatively, taking my hand.
“Thanks,” I replied, unlocking the door and letting us in, the lamp I always left on in the living room the only light illuminating the house.
“Would you like a tour?” I asked, setting my purse on the table in the entryway, closing the door and locking it behind us.
“Maybe later,” he growled.
Ford was on me in an instant. His hands went straight to the back of my head and his lips crashed against my own.
My hands went around his waist and under his shirt, which was already untucked from the waistband of his jeans. My fingers slid across his smooth back, then moved to the front across his rock-hard abs. “Mmmm…” I sighed.
I stumbled backwards towards my bedroom. Ford’s mouth traveled down my neck to that sensitive spot where my neck and shoulder connected, the spot he knew drove me wild, and bit down; not hard enough to break the skin, but definitely hard enough to send goosebumps down the entire right side of my body.
As we entered the hallway he pushed me up against the wall, one hand holding my hands above my head and the other sliding lower down my body to the hem of my dress.
“Do you know how long I’ve fantasized of this moment?” His forehead touched mine as he gazed into my eyes, his green eyes shining with desire. His free hand went to the zipper at the top of my dress and slowly began to unzip it, revealing my lingerie. “Keep your hands right there, understand?”
He waited for me to nod before releasing them. He took a step back and I felt his eyes wandering over every inch of me. I worked hard to stay in shape, so I felt no shame in what I knew he must see standing before him. “Turn around,” he bit out, “but keep your hands on the wall.”
I did as I was told, spinning so I faced away from him, my hands still on the wall above my head. I could only imagine how I looked from behind, the stilettos helping my legs look longer than usual and my tan lines on my ass. He had always loved my ass. And while he knew about the tribal tattoo on my lower back I wondered what he thought of the newest addition he saw there.
29
Ford
When I pushed her up against the wall and pinned her hands up it was out of pure, primal need to be in control. She was the only one I ever felt this out of control with and I needed to take a little of that control back.
“Do you know how long I’ve fantasized of this moment?” I gazed into her eyes and touched our foreheads; I needed to feel that connection. I unzipped her dress slowly, revealing what appeared to be some very expensive black lingerie. “Keep your hands right there, understand?”
I waited for her nod of compliance before I released them. I stepped back and took her in. Her tits, which were pressed high in her push-up bra, were even higher because of her arms being lifted above her head. In her flat stomach she still wore a dangly belly ring and I could see everything through the black scrap of lace that was supposed to be her underwear. Her legs looked a mile long in her heels, all muscular and lean. The blood was thundering towards my already straining cock and I needed a few seconds to get myself under control so I didn’t blow my load and look like a damn fool. “Turn around, but keep your hands on the wall.”
She followed my orders perfectly, turning with her hands on the wall. Her long, dark curls hung halfway down her back and her thong was practically a G-string that made her ass even more enticing. Her lower back tattoo was exactly as I had remembered it. The tan lines on her tight ass alone would’ve been enough to make me even harder, then I noticed the new tattoo on her right ass cheek, a set of red lips blowing a kiss. Sweet Mother of all that was Holy. I dropped to my knees and let my hands run up her legs from her ankles to that perfect perky ass of hers. I trailed my fingers over the lips that were permanently inked into her skin there, traced over them with my tongue, then gave her a light smack on the ass to top it off. I heard her whimper from above me.
I pulled her ass away from the wall and buried my face between her thighs from behind inhaling her sweet scent. My fingers moved her already soaked thong to the side as I parted her folds from behind with my thumbs and licked her from her clit to the bottom of her slit, then to the top of her clit again, sucking on it briefly. Her hips swayed in an effort to get more contact. I savored her flavor on my tongue. She was so sweet.
As much as I wanted to make this last all night, it had been too long and I knew I didn’t want to wait much longer to be inside of her. I slid one of my fingers in and heard her gasp again. She was so tight. I kept fingering her, adding a second finger, but stood up behind her, trailing kisses everywhere along her back as I went. I shoved her hair to one side and made my way towards her neck, her head falling to the side to grant me access, where I whispered in her ear.
“Nice ink.” I grabbed her right ass cheek with my free hand again, the fingers of my left still working her over.
“Oh, God!” she breathed out. “Please, Ford, don’t make me wait any longer,” she pleaded.
“I fucking love the way you taste.” I withdrew my fingers and spun her around. “So sweet, like candy. What do you think?” I pressed them into her mouth, watching with desire as her tongue snaked out to lick them clean, maintaining eye contact with me the whole time. “You’re so fucking hot.”
She continued to murmur incoherent noises around my fingers.
My right hand again tilted her head back and my mouth collided with both her lips and my fingers, drawing them into my mouth. I could feel her tongue following along with my own.
Her hands were struggling to work the buttons on the front of my shirt and in her frustration, she decided to yank instead, sending the buttons scattering all along her hallway floor. She tugged my shirt off of my shoulders, and I shrugged out of it as her hands fumbled with my belt.
I pulled her back in, pressing her half-naked body against mine. I wanted to feel he
r skin against me and I dragged her mouth to mine, kissing her with everything I had. When we parted on her moan her eyes were enormous as she looked up at me, desperate with need and hunger. I released my hold on her, pulled a condom out of my pocket and tucked it into her bra. Her chest was heaving as she gasped for air. I kicked off my shoes and undid my belt and jeans, dropping them on the floor with her dress, then I yanked off my socks and tossed them on top of the pile.
“Which way to your bedroom?”
She glanced down the hall, pointing to a door on the left. I scooped her up and tossed her over my shoulder, carrying her there like the caveman that I felt like. Primal couldn’t even begin to describe the intense emotion that was pounding through my veins.
30
Ella
My heart raced and I struggled to breathe normally. I don’t know what had come over me when I had gotten caught up in the moment and had literally ripped open his shirt. I guess some sort of uncontrollable animalistic need. I didn’t care. I’d buy him a new shirt if need be. I was relieved he took over when I struggled with his belt and then grateful when he asked where my bedroom was.
I felt light as a feather when he tossed me over his shoulder and started walking towards my bedroom. He gave me a hard smack on the ass, right before he tossed me on the bed.
I kicked the comforter down as he yanked off his boxer briefs. I had forgotten how huge he was and watching him had made even more wetness gush between my legs. He slipped off my shoes, one by one and kissed his way up my thighs again, pulling off my now completely drenched thong and tossing it aside. He was back instantly, nudging me open for him. His mouth hovered over my pussy. I felt his stubble on the tender skin of my inner thighs as he rubbed his face there, gently breathing me in.
