“Ellis, please,” she gasped, moving her pelvis and moaning loudly when her clit rubbed against me with the movement. I would like to say that under normal circumstances I was a man with infinite control, but under these circumstances I had none left. So, holding her in place with a butt cheek in each hand, I began thrusting harder and faster into her, my eyes almost crossing when she began to tighten around me. It was a relief that she was close to coming because I could feel the tingle in the base of my spine, the electric pulses that warned me I was about to come, too. The sound of our bodies meeting was audible through the sound of the water pouring out of the showerheads, and on the next plunge into her, when she ground down into me and I met the end of her, we both yelled and started coming at the same time. The head that contained a billion nerves went into overdrive, each rub inside her as she clenched around my length making me coming even harder.
When it left me, what remained was a man who was praying that his legs wouldn’t give out as he held his woman, whom he’d just made love to for the first time, never wanting to let her go. And that’s when her pussy tightened around me with an aftershock, and my legs thought ‘ah, fuck it’ and just crumbled under me.Chapter 13Jose
Bursting out laughing, I rolled onto my knees and tried to scramble across the bed to freedom. I’d only just managed to get up onto my knees, though, when a hand grabbed my ankle and tugged me backward.
“Oh, no you don’t,” Ellis growled, pulling me to the edge of the bed where he was standing.
After our shower, he’d dried me off, just holding me close the whole time while he patted me dry. I knew he was worried that I’d regret what we’d done, but I didn’t, not even slightly. Sure, we’d only just taken the plunge into a relationship together, but like he’d told me when he’d pulled back as he was drying my hair – we’d been building this relationship for months, regardless of where my head was at. I could see it now that I thought about it, the fact I was comfortable around him, that I trusted him with not only me but Olivia, too, and I’d thought it through carefully before taking that monumental step… some might not get it, but I did. We’d been laying foundations, and I’d been careful with my heart throughout all of it, so the sexual side of things didn’t make me panic as much as I’d have thought it would have.
Once we were dried off, he’d pulled on a pair of jockey shorts and I’d thrown on one of his t-shirts, and we’d braved the mess that waited for us by the front door. After we’d cleaned it up and made sure we hadn’t missed anywhere, he’d run it outside to the garbage can and we’d gone for another shower together, this time with no hanky panky. I don’t care how clean you are when you clean up puke, by the time you’re done you want rid of that smell from your nostrils, and the only way to do that was with another shower. Ellis had laid claim to the side of the bed closest to us after we’d come out of the bathroom, because he couldn’t sleep on the other side of it. So I’d jumped on it and started making my way under the covers on the side in question – which led us to now.
“You’ll never know if you can sleep on the other side if you don’t try,” I snickered, dropping down flat on the bed so I was harder to move. “You should embrace new experiences.”
A sharp smack hit my butt cheek, the noise cutting through the silence, and I’m not sure if it was the feeling or the noise that made me jump, but I did, and my ass shot back up so that I was on all fours. Two sensations hit me right then, the warmth blooming out of the area that had been smacked, and the cold air from the air conditioning hitting the rest of it, as his t-shirt lifted over it and fell down my back. Before I could fix it, his hand swept up the back of my thigh, and his thumb split through my folds, bumping into my clit first, and then moving further up to my core. I’d never known what to call it, not even when I went to the OB/GYN for my appointments when I was pregnant. Pussy hole? Vagina hole? The grand entrance? Depending on the time of month, it was definitely the gates to hell, but what would you call it if you were watching a romance movie? Not that I gave a shit right now, but it was something to look up later, when Ellis wasn’t moving his thumb in and out of me so slowly that I wanted to smack him back.