Judge of Hell (Hell Night 3) - Page 67

Her lips quirk up at the sides.

We each reach for the other at the same time. Her chest gets smashed against mine, and our lips meet in a heated kiss. Gripping the backs of her thighs, I lift her so she can wrap her legs around my waist. I tumble us down on the bed, never breaking our kiss, nestle between her legs, and feel like I’ve finally come home. This is where I belong.

Digging her heels against my back, she lifts her hips, silently seeking what we both desperately want.

I lace our fingers together, placing them by her head, and reach down with the other hand to grip my cock, lining it up with her opening. Our eyes stay locked together as I slowly sink inside.

“Fuck,” I hiss. “I’ve missed this, Ellie. So tight and hot.”

She leans up and kisses my lips delicately before laying her head back against the blanket. The expression in her eyes is fragile.

“It’s only ever been you,” she whispers so softly, I barely hear her.

I frown, scared I heard her wrong, but so damn hopeful I didn’t.

“You’ve never….”

She’s shaking her head before I can finish.

I crush my lips to her and flex my hips, sliding in another couple of inches. She was a virgin the first time we slept together. To think that she’s never let another man touch her makes me so fucking delirious. She blessed me with the gift of her virginity twelve years ago, and she just gave me another: the knowledge that no other man has or will ever touch her.

I pull back, wanting to see the pleasure wash over her face. Hitching her leg higher over my hip, I keep my thrusts long and slow, not wanting to rush this. I grit my teeth, feeling the stirrings of my own release approaching.

Her mouth parts, her breaths coming in short pants as tiny moans slip past her lips. Leaning down, I nip at her bottom lip, pulling it away from her own teeth. Her inner walls clamp around my sensitive cock, thrusting me closer to the edge of the abyss. She tips her head back, and I bask in the sensuous look that comes across her face as she lets out a low cry.

I pick up my speed, pumping harder into her warm depths, wanting to ride the wave of pleasure with her. My cock thickens, my balls drawing up, and my abs tighten as the first jets of my release fill her.

She lowers her head slowly, her eyes blinking open and focusing on mine, the silver mercury mixing with stormy gray.

“So beautiful,” I murmur gruffly, overcome with the emotion of witnessing her pleasure after so long.

Her smile is shy and so fucking adorable.

I slide out of her, groaning low when the sensation of her still quivering walls assaults my semi-hard shaft, and roll to my side to face her. Her head rests on one of my biceps; my other arm tucks around her waist, pulling our lower torsos flush against each other. Our legs tangle together.

“It’s too late now, but we didn’t use a condom,” I disclose. I give not one fuck, but I’m not sure how she feels about it. Hell, I’d love to see her swollen with my baby.

“I’m on birth control, and, well… you know I haven’t been with anyone.”

I’m still elated about that. I wish I could give her the same answer; that I haven’t been with anyone else.

“I’ve always used protection,” I inform her. Her eyes drop from mine, but I see the sadness in them before she does.

“Hey,” I call, and she lifts her eyes back up. “You don’t know how much I wish I could give you what you’ve given me, but I never thought I’d have you in my life again.”

“I know.” Her lips tip up in a fake grin. “It’s dumb to even think about.”

“You can’t help how you feel, Ellie. Don’t belittle your feelings. Just know that, since you came back into my life, I haven’t been with anyone else, and you’ll be the only person I’m with for the rest of it.”

Some of the sadness eases from her eyes and my stomach unknots itself. I know she still has reservations about us, but over time, she’ll understand she doesn’t have to fear me hurting her again.

A COUPLE OF HOURS LATER, I’m half reclining against the headboard and half lying down. Ellie is between my legs, partially turned on her side and pressed against my stomach. One of my legs is bent and trapped between hers with my foot wedged against her ass. I can feel the heat of her pussy against my lower calf.

We just finished with our third round of lovemaking. I’ve never used that term before. I’ve had rough sex, dirty sex, gentle sex, and everything in between, but I’ve never made love before—except with Ellie. Only ever with Ellie. Of course, Ellie and I have had the rough and dirty variety as well.

I swipe my finger over the scar beneath her jaw. “Tell me about this.” My voice is low in the quiet room.

She sucks in a soft breath and releases it slowly. It takes her several seconds to begin talking.

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