Chasing Ella (Love Ever After 1)

Nearing the exit to the rink, I slide my hand from her waist and to her ass, giving it a squeeze that causes her to jump, as we go back to retrieve our things. “As you wish.”

Ella

I have no control over myself when I am with Shawn, which causes me to do and say things that are so out of the ordinary.

He brings out a different side to me that e

ven I had no idea existed until we met. Our dinner was phenomenal, followed by the sweetest gesture at the skating rink. Shawn took me by surprise when he pulled up outside the one place that holds so many happy memories. Now, we are making our own memories.

Straddling Shawn in the back seat of his SUV, I grind against his growing erection that is digging into my thigh. When he stops kissing me long enough to look into my eyes, he doesn’t speak, just gives me a crooked smile that goes right to my throbbing core. One look is all it ever takes. He’s all mine and no longer the most eligible bachelor on campus.

Threading my fingers through his short blond hair, I slip my tongue inside his mouth, desperate for more. I can never get enough of Shawn. We have so little time alone that I have to be greedy tonight. It’s not often I get to escape from my dungeon and enter civilization. And it’s not every night I get to dry hump the hottest guy on campus in the back seat of his car. So, I am taking full advantage of this moment.

Shawn palms the back of my head to deepen the kiss, each one growing more impatient. Heat spreads from my cheeks, down my arms, and to my thighs, intensifying an intense desire that only Shawn can satisfy. My body quivers in anticipation of sex, but I am nervous. Like super freaked out. But I’m ready to go all the way with Shawn, even if tonight is only the preview.

Each day we spend together, I fall harder for him, and I know he feels it, too. What we have together goes beyond sexual chemistry or tension. We have a much deeper connection, a bond that draws us together like magnets. He makes me feel sexy, wanted, and most of all, secure.

Shawn hikes my dress up to my hips and slides his hand up the back, as he unhooks my bra. I borrowed a vintage sweater dress from Mrs. F that stops below my knees with long sleeves that make it harder to rip this damn thing off. The skating rink parking lot wasn’t either of our preferred make out spots, but I could not wait any longer.

With tinted windows and parked in the back corner of the lot, we have plenty of privacy. But not enough that I want to take this dress off and sit on his lap naked in public, even though a small part wants to say the hell with it. I want to go with the flow and stop overthinking everything. But that would require me to turn my brain off for the night and completely succumb to my desires.

Shawn drags his hands along my skin and rubs my back, giving me the time to back out. No way in hell is that happening. He keeps going and slides his hand beneath my bra to pinch my nipples between his fingers. The tiny buds get harder with each touch. My core clenches from the sensation spreading throughout my body. With each kiss, I come undone. With each touch, I feel alive.

“Shawn,” I breath against his lips and tug on his arm. “I want you to touch me.”

“I am,” he says, continuing to massage my breasts, as he leaves a trail of kisses along my jaw.

“Not there,” I whisper, moving his hand from under my dress and over my panties. “Here.”

He stops kissing my neck long enough for our eyes to meet. I nod, telling him to keep going. Shawn moves the fabric to the side, his hand lingering far too long. The anticipation is killing me on the inside, and so is the wave of anxiety that floods through my veins, causing my heart to speed up. Tonight is another first of many with Shawn.

When he pushes his fingers slowly inside me, my eyes roll back from the pure pleasure that shoots through my body. Biting down on my bottom lip, I have nothing to say, only moans and incoherent ramblings that resemble words. Speechless, I take it all in, bury my face against his neck, and drown myself in his manly scent.

“Mmm…” Shawn mutters under his breath. “So fucking tight.”

Moving faster, he rolls his thumb over my clit while he fills me with another finger. He takes me to the point of ecstasy that causes my mind to go blank. All I can think of is Shawn, how good this feels, and how I never want it to stop. I tighten my grip on his fingers and impatiently kiss my way to his mouth, as an orgasm rips through me, owning my body. Shawn is the first man to finger me and make me come. Now that I know what it feels like to experience this part of life, I don’t want it to end.

Shawn slides his fingers out of me and brings them to his lips. He sucks my juices from his fingers, all while pinning me down with those steel blue eyes that weaken me with one look. “Lie down and spread your legs for me,” he says, moving me off his lap and onto the bench next to him. “I’m not done with you, and I want another taste.”

“Umm…” I have no idea what to say in response, but I want him to continue. Both anxious and excited, I scoot along the leather until my back hits the door. He’s so big and muscular that when Shawn moves me where he wants, leaving little room for himself, the air grows warmer from the heat burning between us. With the windows fogged and no one in sight, he pushes my legs wider, with a hungry look in his eyes, and lowers himself between them.

“Don’t be nervous,” he says, peeking up at me. “I’m going to make you feel good, Ella. Just relax and don’t think about anything.”

He knows me too well. My first thought was how this puts me in a vulnerable position, revealing more of myself than I ever have to another man. I’m having so many firsts in one night that my brain is on overload, too full to process.

I nod in agreement and tilt my head back against the window, taking his hair in my hands, as Shawn kisses his way up my inner thigh and to my aching core. I need more and practically begging to come again once his tongue slips between my folds.

“Oh. My—” I can’t even finish my train of thought. Closing my eyes, I choke each word out, my mind and body slowly detaching from the other with each flick of his tongue.

On his way to giving me another orgasm, Shawn grabs my thighs and holds them tight, sucking on my clit while he looks up at me. Seeing the carnal look in his eyes, as he devours me, causes my body respond as if it were made for him.

It’s hot in here, so fucking hot that I can hardly breathe. I had no idea what an orgasm would feel like before tonight, and I’m still unsure of what’s happening with my body, but I do as Shawn says and just let it happen. My body tenses once more, just as my gums go numb and my entire body tingles. There are no words to describe this feeling, only the silly grin I wear, as I lock eyes with Shawn and take in the sight of him between my legs.

After I come, he licks my juices from his lips and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. “Damn, babe.”

That’s all he says before he sits up and pulls me toward him. He hooks his arm around me, and without hesitation, he takes my bottom lip in his mouth and sucks on it, before he slips his tongue inside.

Is this going to be the moment where I have to choose if we keep going?