Embracing Ellie: K&S Securities Series

by A. J. Andersen

  “I think you’re overdressed.” I observe breathlessly.

  He huffs a small laugh and it makes me smile. “Want me to take off my shirt, Elinor?”

  I nod, bashful about telling him yes even though I’m completely exposed to him. He lowers my legs, setting my feet on his thighs as he whips it off over his head in one swift movement and tosses it somewhere behind him. Before I can make a move, my panties are gone and my legs are back in place.

  “That’s better” he rumbles.

  I nod in silent agreement, speechless at the sight of acres of bare skin and chiseled muscle, drinking in the sight of him kneeling between my legs. Incredibly broad shoulders block my view of anything but Blake, and did I mention that they make it impossible to close my legs? The flat discs of his nipples are tight. The desire to lick them the way he licked mine and return the favor overwhelms me. His wide chest tapers toward lean hips, but I can’t see any lower than the narrowing trail of hair that cuts through his defined abs. I growl wordlessly. Why is he tormenting me like this? I just want to see him the way he can see me.

  Tossing my head restlessly against the throw pillows I shift my hips and watch though slitted eyes when his focus falls back between my legs. I should feel shy, but all I feel is hot and needy.

  Blake lifts me toward him again, “Smell so good, baby.” He groans, inhaling deeply. “Need to taste you now.”

  A small mewling sound escapes my lips. It doesn’t sound like me. The Ellie I know has never sounded so needy for anything. For anyone.

  “Fuck, angel,” he sounds as frantic for a taste as I feel.

  “Yeah. Please Blake, I need…” I don’t get a chance to finish before his mouth closes over me, engulfing my flesh. I feel his teeth dig in for a careful bite, but there’s no pain. Just a storm of awareness when his tongue sweeps into my folds and laps at the source of my wetness.

  “What do you need Elinor?” He groans into my heat, the vibration of his words making sparks detonate inside me.

  “You. You. You.” I pant the word over and over, trying to maneuver into a position that will relieve the terrible pressure building inside of me. I know it’s an orgasm, but bigger than anything I’ve ever felt before and growing stronger with every slippery rub of his tongue through my folds.

  “I’m not stopping till you come again,” he growls, dragging the flat of his tongue from my opening all the way up to suck my hard, little pearl into his mouth and batting it back and forth with small rapid flicks as one hard finger slips inside.

  “Yes. Please!” I gasp, my whole body winding tighter and tighter when I realize that one of his arms is down and moving rhythmically. He’s touching himself while his mouth is on me! The thought drives me even higher. I want to see!

  “Show me,” I demand. I’d get there myself if I knew exactly what I wanted. A pained moan rumbles from his throat. He lifts me onto the back of the couch, until my back is against the cold wall, and kneels between my legs sucking my clitoris hard. I cry out when my core ripples, grasping to be filled.

  Looking down now, I can see everything. The tousled golden-brown locks of hair that is a little shaggy, broad, muscular shoulders and arms holding me spread wide for his enjoyment. Lean waist and narrow hips highlighting that sexy as can be vee that points directly to his erection.

  It’s enormous. I had no idea one could be that big! Holy cannoli! It’s thicker than my wrist with a big vein running the length of it. It’s flushed an angry red as he strokes it roughly in his fist. His eyes are lifted to mine and he tongues me softly while I watch, my core melting. I ache to put him in my mouth while he licks me.

  People do that, right? They do in books...

  Chapter 25

  Blake

  How this day ended up with my tongue in the sweetest little cunt I’ve ever encountered while her innocent brown eyes watch me abuse my poor dick, I have no idea. When I woke up this morning all I could have hoped for was a chance to talk to her and now I have her naked and squirming underneath me. I couldn’t be happier.

  Something carnal flashes in her almost-black eyes, pupils blown with desire. A question. A need. And I know I have an answer for her. “Tell me what you want, angel?” I rasp, releasing her sweet folds. Her face scrunches up and she shakes her head.

  “Nothing.”

  “Tell me,” I demand, my voice rough with lust. My body insists that I sink my cock into her tight hole and fuck her senseless, but I’m not going to do that. Not when I know that time is ticking down tonight. Soon I will have to leave her with Ana and Faye and go to work. I can feel the thin barrier of her innocence with every careful thrust of my finger and I know that I’m going to be the first to take her. She deserves better than to be left alone after I claim her virginity. I don’t give a shit about denying myself as long as she is taken care of and I’m able to leave her happy.

  “Anything you want is yours Elinor.” Every time I use her full name her breath does this sexy little hitch. It turns her on and knowing that makes me want her even more.

  “I want… is it okay to…” she stammers. I know my girl is shy and a little naive about these things. It makes the already hard rod in my hand even harder to know that she hasn't experienced any of this with anyone else. In reality, I’ve never done this with anyone else either. The women in my past scratched an itch, but they were not the type I ever wanted to put my mouth on. Ellie though. Fuck! I could live with her fresh taste on my tongue for the rest of my life.

  In fact, I intend to.

  “Elinor, tell me what you want.” I can’t help the underlying impatience in my tone, but damn! I need to know so I can give her everything she wants.

  “Can I do... what you… what you’re doing to me?” her question tumbles out in broken pieces, but I get the point. I know just what she wants.

  “You want to taste my cock, angel?” My words come out crudely, but I can’t help it. I’m on the edge of losing it from just the thought of her sweet mouth on me.

  “Um hum.” She mumbles, her pink tongue sweeping over her flushed lips, her round breasts jiggling with the rapid breaths sawing in and out of her lungs.

  “I won’t stop you,” I gasp out, unable to stop my fist from jerking harder. Fuck no I won’t. She can do anything she wants.

  “While you…?” her whisper is so quiet I can barely hear her over my harsh breathing.

  Oh my fucking… fuck! If I die tonight, I’m going out a happy fucking man!

  “Fuck yes, baby. We can make that happen.” There’s no way I’m going to give her any time to reconsider what she asked for. I draw her off the back of the couch and pull her down until she is backward straddling my abdomen. I lower myself to my back on the plush cushions. I need her to be in charge right now because if she’s under me, I might not be able to maintain my self-control. I’ve been fantasizing about doing this with her practically since the first time I talked to her.

  Her perfect round ass fills my vision, her slick pussy pressed against my tight abs. She moves restlessly against me before she turns, peeking over her shoulder with a shy smile. Her ponytail is undone. Her hair is a dark, silken cloud around her shoulders.

  “What do I do?” she whispers, grinding her pelvis with jerky movements. I can feel the hard button of her clit rubbing on me when she leans forward a little giving me the view of a lifetime. Her luscious ass lifts up and I get a glimpse of her tight little asshole and swollen pink pussy before she sits back up and trails a hesitant finger along the thick vein running the length of my engorged shaft.

  “Anything you want, Ellie.” I groan.

  “I want…” another aroused grind of her clit against my abs.

  I make an encouraging noise in the back of my throat.

  “I want you to kiss me.” She whispers. I don’t need to hear anything else. I grasp her hips, dragging her back until her soaked pussy hovers over my mouth. It’s too heavenly to resist. I pull her the remaining inch and thrust my hungry tongue inside her tight channel. A
scream rips from her at the sudden invasion. The lustful sound ends with a broken sob as she collapses forward and I fuck her with my stiff tongue, hands clutching that gorgeous ass and moving her on my face.

  The first wet touch of her tongue gliding along my cock makes me roar in pleasure. My balls contract and a hot spurt of cum trickles from the slit and down the crown. She makes a surprised little squeak before licking it up with a pleased hum. My naughty little virgin. As a reward for being such a good girl I bury my face against her heat as I lap her clit with long even strokes until her wetness coats my lips and chin. I don’t slow my efforts until her whole body is quivering on the edge of release. I know without a doubt that if she comes on my face, I’m going to blow my load. There is no way I’m going to be able to hold it back.

  With a frustrated sound her small fist grips my length, stroking carefully while she props herself up on the other one. My hands firmly on her hips help her find a new rhythm, riding my face and finding her pleasure while I suck and lap at her dripping pussy. Her movements get bolder as she gains confidence, and finally, fucking finally, she stretches her mouth wide over the broad head of my cock and swirls her hot, wet tongue around it.

  “Just like that, baby.” My encouragement is just what she needs. I wrap my lips around her clit, sucking hard and slipping one finger back into her clinging heat. She’s so wet for me that I add a second and waste no time in rubbing the front wall of her fluttering core. There’s no way I’m going to last much longer. Her mouth engulfs me, drawing me deeper inside, sucking hard and bobbing her head in time to the shallow thrusts of my hips

  Her thighs tighten around my head, her back bowing as she screams out her climax with her mouth stuffed full of my cock. The muffled sound vibrates thorough me and her sugary cum floods my mouth. I swallow her down, my own orgasm boiling up my shaft and at the last second, I make the difficult decision not to unload in her mouth. Lifting her off me with an audible pop, her hand gliding up and down my glistening rod as my cum shoots out in sticky ropes, landing on my abs between us.

  “What did you do that for?” her words are slightly slurred, pleasure drunk. “You were supposed to do that in my mouth.”

  She awkwardly turns to glare at me, a pout on her red, dick-swollen lips. She has never been more beautiful. Her hair is a messy tangle, her eyes glazed and dilated with pleasure. “I wasn’t sure if you wanted me to do that your first time sucking my dick.” My words are coarse, but my brain isn’t firing on all cylinders at the moment.

  “What makes you think this was my first time?” she snarks, her flushed cheeks giving her away. She’s so damn cute. I smile, shaking my head and pull her down to rest against my chest, her thigh nestled between mine.

  “Oh, I guess I just hoped it would be the first time doing that for both of us.” I infuse my words with disappointment.

  “You want me to believe you’re a virgin too?” she asks pushing up to look in my eyes, her hopeful voice giving her away. I wish I was. Wish I had known this perfect woman was out there waiting for me.

  “I’ve never done what we just did with anyone else Ells.” I tell her truthfully. With a sigh, she lays back down, her long hair draping across my chest.

  “Really?” she asks.

  “Yeah, babe. Really.”

  “Me either.” She cuddles closer into my arms, so sweet and innocent that I literally feel like my heart is twisting inside my chest. I’ve never felt this way before about anyone in my entire life.

  “I know, angel,” I whisper, kissing the top of her head as her breathing evens out and she doses off, her body replete with the pleasure we just shared.

  My ringing phone rouses me from my hazy, drowsy state. We haven’t been laying here for long. I don’t want to move any farther than the bed with Ellie in my arms, but I know it’s Travis. If he’s calling, then it’s time to go. There’s work to be done and it’s time to get to it.

  “Ellie. Angel. It’s time to get up, babe.” I whisper, pushing her hair back so I can kiss her sleeping face.

  “Hmmm?” she mumbles sleepily, smiling when her eyes flutter open to meet mine. “Hi.” Her whisper is thick and sexy, still heavy with sleep.

  “It’s time to go back upstairs, angel.” This is why I didn’t want to fully make her mine. If I had, there is no way that I would be able to tear myself away from her. I’m having a hard-enough time as it is. My cock is already waking up, lengthening between us and begging to be kissed by her sweet lips. Swinging my feet to the floor I sit up, holding her on my lap. The wet heat between her thighs caresses my already throbbing hardness for long minutes while she wakes up. My phone rings again. “I’m sorry,” I mumble, helping her sit beside me as I reach for my pants, searching for my phone.

  “Yeah, on my way,” I answer. Travis’ laughter is my answer and I hang up, shaking my head and stretching to my full height while I clean up and gather my clothes from where I discarded them on the floor. Reverently I help Ellie back into her dress, doing my best to smooth out the multitude of wrinkles caused by being bunched around her waist then dropped on the floor. I ignore my hard cock demanding that we stay and finish what we started and brush her hands out of the way so I can do up the row of small buttons running between her bare breasts. I’m unable to contain a groan at the feel of her silken skin against the back of my fingers.

  When she is put back to rights to the best of my ability, I wrap her in my arms, breathing her in, wishing this was any other night. One where I could either keep her here with me or go home with her. I don’t think Beatriz would mind. It was a little awkward calling to tell her that there was a chance that they could be in danger, but she was happy that I am keeping an eye on Ellie, and that as an added precaution I would be sending John over to keep an eye on them while we dealt with Dominic.

  When Bea expressed concern and admonished me to be safe, and to bring her girl home as soon as I could. I did what I had to. I promised her that Ellie would be safe in my care. I know the chances of anyone targeting the Lovell’s tonight are slim, but there isn’t any amount of risk I’m willing to take with their safety. I’ve never had a mother to worry about me. It’s a foreign feeling, but one I want more of.

  Lacing my fingers with Ellie’s we exit the room and lock up behind us. The elevator ride is fast, too fast, but I use those short moments to hold my girl in my arms and pretend that I’m not about to attempt to take down a mob boss on his own turf on the eve of what sounds like a pretty major underground slave auction.

  Work is work, and I’m not scared to do it, but there is always risk involved in these situations, and for the first time in my life I have someone I want to come home to. Someone who would miss me if I wasn’t here anymore.

  Other than Trav. That fucker would miss me, not that he would ever admit it.

  When the doors open, I lead Ellie out into the small hall. The cart of blankets and pillows is gone. Travis probably brought it in when he got here.

  “Promise me that you won’t try to go anywhere tonight,” I rasp. “Your mom knows where you are, I talked to her earlier, and I swear she will be okay.”

  “I’ll be here waiting for you to get back,” she vows, “besides, it sounds like every extra hand is going to be needed when you guys pull this thing off.”

  She’s right. We will need as much help as possible. I know that Xavier was planning to tip Weaver off about the auction, but I’m not sure what his plan is about the people we are hoping to extricate tonight. The authorities will have to be involved. I don’t think there’s any way to avoid it. Not that we would want to anyway. These people need to be put away like the animals they are.

  “Thank you,” I push the door open and usher her in before she can reply. The living room is already full of people.

  “About damn time,” Travis barks, but he’s smiling as he takes in Ellie’s rumpled appearance and my cocky grin. I don’t care if the whole world knows that I made her mine tonight.

  “Yeah, yeah.” I mutter.
r />   Faye waves and calls out to Ellie from the kitchen where she and Ana are putting the finishing touches on platters of food. Ignoring the stares of my best friend and the three other men in the room I wrap her in my arms and whisper in her ear, “Will you spend tonight with me? After I get back?”

  Her gulp is audible, and I can’t help it. I nuzzle the sweet place behind her ear that I know makes her shiver and follow it with a light kiss.

  She nods quickly.

  “I will make sure these guys do their jobs asap then.” I pat her ass and urge her in the direction of her gaping friends. “Go help Ana and Faye. I’ll see you soon.” She stumbles forward a step, looking back at me, her cheeks bright pink against her golden skin. I wink and she shakes her head wordlessly before walking into the kitchen. The sounds of urgent whispers reaches my ears, but I can’t hear what they are saying to her.

  My chuckle dies in my throat when I turn my attention back to the assembled men. It’s time to work. “You fuckers ready?” I ask. How do X and Travis get anything accomplished if this is what it feels like to be separated from the other half of your soul? I already miss Ellie and can’t wait to see her again and it’s only been five seconds.

  “Been waiting for you,” Geno retorts, “I’ve got everything we need downstairs, so if everyone’s ready now…?”

  We are.

  Chapter 26

  Blake

  Travis makes the short drive to Woodlawn while I boot up my two computers and make sure the mics and earpieces that everyone is wearing are working right. I have a few guys hooked up with body cameras too. I’d have liked to have one on everybody, but I only had a few of them in my bag of goodies. When we left Spokane, I didn’t anticipate everything going sideways. Lesson learned. Not that situations like this are ever normal, but I would at least be better prepared for this.