Текст книги "Forever Black"
Автор книги: Sandi Lynn
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Chapter 18
I awoke the next morning, and I was alone. I got up and headed to the bathroom when I heard yelling coming from downstairs. I stepped a little closer to the top of the step when I heard Connor’s raised voice. “That’s too bad Ashlyn; I have to go out-of-town for a few days on business. No, I cannot, I don’t have time. Don’t you dare come over here; I’m leaving. I’ll call you as soon as I get back. I know it’s been a while, but I can’t help that; I’ve been busy. No, she has nothing to do with it, I’ve been working. Ashlyn, I promise we’ll get together as soon as I get back. I’m going to send an envelope over with Denny; I’ll talk to you soon.”
My stomach felt sick, and my heart ached after I heard that conversation. I leaned my head against the wall and felt the sting of tears fill my eyes. My inner voice started to yell, “Stop it Elle, just stop it, he’s your friend. You knew from the beginning it could never be more than friendship. You knew what you were getting into, and I warned you.” I looked up at the ceiling to stop the tears from falling.
I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, so I ran into the bathroom and started the shower. There was a knock at the door.
“Elle, make sure the water isn’t too hot,” Connor said.
“No worries, it’s not.”
I stood in the shower and let the warm water fall on me. I was going to have to put an end or distance to this friendship when I got back from Michigan. I silently cried as I buried my face in the water, drowning my sorrows. I turned the shower off and stepped out; I wrapped a towel around me and noticed I didn’t bring any clothes except my night-shirt that was lying on the floor wet. I opened the door and jumped when I saw Connor leaning against the wall across from where I was standing.
“Shit, you fucking scared me Connor.” Not to mention the fact that I was half-naked in front of him and the towel was barely covering my ass.
He looked at me with a hunger in his eyes as he blushed. “I’m sorry; I just wanted to make sure you didn’t take too hot of a shower. I didn’t want you getting dizzy and passing out again. You do have a habit of not listening to anybody.”
I rolled my eyes and headed to the bedroom, “Ouch.”
“See, I told you not to roll your eyes at me, and you didn’t listen.”
I smiled as I shut the door and got dressed. When I came out he was downstairs in the kitchen. He set a cup of coffee on the counter and a plate with scrambled eggs, bacon, toast and potatoes. “Did you make all this?”
“I sure did, you sound surprised?”
I took a bite of the eggs, “To be honest I am, I didn’t think you knew how to cook.”
He sat down next to me at the island and started eating. “How hard is it to cook eggs? Plus I can cook a little,” he smiled.
I wanted to bring up the conversation I heard earlier, but we were heading out in a while, and I didn’t want to upset him.
“So, did I harm you in any way last night?” I asked.
He looked at me and frowned. “No, in fact, you put your arms around me, started rubbing my chest and calling me Peyton, I was quite turned on.”
My mouth dropped until he smiled and I knew he was joking. I went to smack him as he laughed and grabbed my wrists, holding them rubbing my scars and looking straight into my eyes. The atmosphere was no longer playful as it turned serious.
“My scars really bug you don’t they?”
He let go of my hands and stood up, taking his plate to the dishwasher, “They sadden me, that’s all.”
“Why Connor, I didn’t even know you when this happened. Why would my scars sadden you so much?”
He kept his back turned to me, “It saddens me that someone could think so little of their life to want to do such a thing.”
That comment hurt me deep down to my core, and I wanted to break down and cry. He stood staring out the window with his hands on the counter.
“I told you why I did it, and it wasn’t because I thought so little of my life. I did it to lessen the pain for my father, and how dare you Connor Black.”
Too late, the tears started falling; I left the kitchen. He came after me and grabbed me pulling me into him as he held me.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it, I swear I didn’t. I just get sad when I see them because it reminds me of what you went through.” His voice was sincere, and I could tell he regretted saying what he did.
I looked up at him, “It’s ok, let’s just forget about it and head out.”
He gently wiped my tears and put his forehead on mine, “I’m an insensitive bastard.” He sounded wounded and broken. Those words were from pain, and I wanted to know what happened in his life to make him this way.
I put my hand on his firm chest, “You’re in luck; I am quite fond of insensitive bastards.”
He smiled and kissed me on the head, “Let’s go.”
We took the elevator to the garage and set out on our road trip to Michigan.
The Range Rover was comfortable and I had an easy time settling in my seat with my iPod in hand. I looked over at Connor; his seat was slightly leaned back. He had one hand on the steering wheel, and his other arm was resting on the console in the middle. The way he drove was sexy, and I could not help staring at him. Everything this man did was sexy even when he tried to control me.
He looked over at me. “Why are you staring at me?”
“I was just wondering about Connor Black, that’s all.”
He sighed and looked back at the road. I looked out the window and put my headphones in. I pressed play and started singing as we merged on the U S 1-9. Connor tapped me on the arm. I took out my headphones and looked at him.
“Are you going to ignore me the whole way there?” He asked.
“Are you going to tell me a little bit about Connor Black?” I smiled in a cocky way.
He sighed and shook his head. I could tell I was pissing him off, so I put my headphones back in. He yanked the headphone out of my ear, “Hey, what the hell Connor?”
He laughed, “Take those things out you stubborn girl and I’ll talk.”
I knew I’d win; I always do, but if it got to be too much for him, I would tell him to stop.
“My sister’s name is Cassidy, and I had a twin brother Collin.”
I gasped as my eyes widened, “How the hell could you not tell me you were a twin?”
He sighed and took a hold of my hand, “Are you going to ask a million questions or are you going to let me finish?”
I twisted my face contemplating what to say, “Ok, I promise not to ask any questions at all, go ahead.”
“Are you sure?” He seriously asked.
I shook my head and made the zip my lip motion across my mouth. He smiled and continued; “Collin died when he was 7 years old from a virus that attacked his heart.” I swallowed hard. I wanted to throw my arms around him and comfort him because I knew how hard this was for him to tell me.
“My mom and dad had a hard time with his death and their way of dealing with it was to get pregnant with my sister. When Cassidy was eighteen, she got pregnant from some guy who tossed her to the side when he found out. You asked me why my company is involved with the autism charity; it is because my sister’s 5 year old son, my nephew is autistic.”
I put my hand on his leg, “I’m sorry Connor, you don’t have to say anymore.”
My sympathy ran deep for him, and my stomach was in knots for behaving the way I did and forcing him to tell me about his family.
He put his hand on top of mine and glanced at me, “It’s ok; I want to tell you.”
“My father built Black Enterprises from the ground up and started grooming me when I was around thirteen. I worked hard, learned fast, went to Harvard and 2 years ago he retired. He handed over his company to me, and in those 2 years I doubled the company’s profits. So now you know about my family.”
“What about past relationships?”
I knew that was crossing the line with him, but I was hoping he would feel comfortable enough to tell me since he was telling me about his family.
He pressed his lips together and took in a deep breath, “I do not talk about my past relationships, there’s no point, what’s past is past and why revisit it. I don’t have a girlfriend, nor do I want one.”
His comment hurt deep down; just hearing him say he didn’t want a girlfriend was heartbreaking. It’s for the best though, because I could never be his girlfriend and he could never be my boyfriend. I figure if I keep telling myself that, I’d actually convince myself.
“Why not, even if you’ve been hurt before, you pick yourself up and move on. Everyone’s been hurt at least once in their life, some more than others, but you have to make a choice what to do with that hurt.” I sounded way too casual about that, and who was I to talk anyway.
“It’s not that simple Ellery, trust me.”
“So, you don’t ever want to get married or have children and do the whole perfect family thing?”
He looked at me with such seriousness it startled me, “No, I never want any of that and to quote you, nothing lasts forever.”
I could just kick myself for saying that to him. It was true, but I did not mean to live a life of loneliness and misery.
“You really need to stop quoting that Connor, I think you took it the wrong way.”
“Regardless of which way I took it, I mean it, I already told you that I do not do relationships, and I mean that.”
I looked out the window, “I know.”
I was starting to regret asking him to tell me about himself. I think it was better if I didn’t know, maybe then I wouldn’t be hurting so much.
Chapter 19
We had been driving about 4 hours as Connor pulled off the expressway and stopped for gas. “I’m going to fill her up, and then we’ll get something to eat,” he said as he got out of the car. I got out and walked around stretching out my back and legs. I walked over to the gas pump where Connor was pumping gas and kissed him on the cheek.
“What was that for?” He asked.
“It’s just a thank you for telling me about your family.” He gave me that heart melting smile of his.
“I’m going in the shop to get a couple of things.”
I entered the store and headed right to the candy isle. I scanned the rows trying to decide what I wanted when Connor came up behind me, “You’re going to fill your body with this junk?” He asked.
I turned quickly to face him, and a wave of dizziness fell over me as I stumbled into him and he caught me. “Ellery, are you alright?”
I held my head, “I’m fine. I just got a little light-headed.” He held me until it passed.
“I knew we should have waited an extra day to leave. You are not ready to travel yet, and you need to rest more.”
I was feeling better and could have lifted my head up from his chest, but I liked where it was. “Connor, stop being protective, I’m fine, it’s probably the pain Meds I took.” I lied; I never took any, but I didn’t want him worrying about me.
“Well, I’m finding us a hotel, and we’re stopping for the rest of the day. We’ll continue first thing tomorrow. We’ll be in Michigan in plenty of time for the funeral.”
“Ok, but let’s get something to eat and drive for a couple of more hours before stopping for the night. Go grab one of those little baskets over there,” I said to Connor as I pointed by the door.
“You aren’t seriously buying that much, are you?”
“Ok Mr. Black, if you must know the truth, it’s my PMS time.”
He took a step back and put his hands up, “Whoa, enough said.”
I grinned as I picked up a bag of Fritos, Cheetos, a Hersey bar(king size), a Twix bar, a small pack of chocolate donuts, 3 cans of coke, a bag of tiny twist pretzels and a jar of Nutella. Connor looked in the basket and then at me with a horrified look on his face.
“Hey, you’re the one who wanted to take me on this road trip. I’m just trying to keep the peace because without these foods for a woman at that time of the month,” I waved my hand. “Well, you don’t really want to know.”
I put the basket on the counter. The cashier overheard our conversation, she looked at Connor and said, “Trust her; we girls are two sheets short of psycho when it comes to our special little time.”
He just stood there and looked at both of us, speechless, as she rang up the food. She gave me the total, and I looked at Connor.
He looked at me in confusion, “Really? You want me to pay for this crap?”
The cashier leaned over the counter and looked him straight in the eyes, “Remember, 2 sheets short of psycho.”
He pulled out his wallet and paid as he was mumbling under his breath. He took the bag and headed out. I looked at the cashier and high fived her, “Thank you.”
“We girls need to stick together,” she said. I walked out of the store smiling as he sat in the car waiting for me.
We headed back to the interstate as he looked at me.
“What?” I smiled.
“You’re crazy; I just wanted you to know that.”
I laughed, “Awe sweetie, I know, but I promise it’s only for a few days.”
He shook his head, and I saw how hard he was trying to fight a smile. We saw some signs on the interstate for some restaurants. I was going to be polite and let him pick where he wanted to eat. He got off at the next exit, and we entered restaurant haven.
“Take your pick Mr. Black, the call is yours,” I said as I moved my hand around.
“You really don’t care where we eat?”
I looked at him and tilted my head, “No, pick wherever you want, I like just about anything.”
“Ok then,” he smiled. “There’s a seafood restaurant over there.”
I pressed my lips together and didn’t say anything. I didn’t like seafood, but I said it was his pick, and if that’s what he wanted then that’s what we’ll have. They should have something non-seafood. We got out of the car as he held his arm out for me. I hooked my arm around his as we walked into the restaurant.
“Wow,” I said as I looked around at the sharks and swordfish mounted to the walls. A cute little blonde girl walked over to us and said there was about a 30 minute wait; this was my chance to get the hell out of here. I didn’t like staring at those things on the wall; they’re creepy.
“30 minutes is a long time to wait Connor; maybe we should go somewhere else.”
He looked at me with a smile, “30 minutes is nothing, and time will fly by. Go look at those lobsters over there.”
I flinched because I hated to see them in those glass tanks, moving around not knowing they were next to be thrown into a pot of boiling water. He grabbed my hand and led me to the bar, “We’ll sit here and have a drink until they call us.”
I sat on the stool as the bartender, a very attractive woman with long brown curly hair and large perky boobs, walked over to us, but only made eye contact with Connor. She leaned over the bar, not taking notice that I’m sitting right next to him, and with her low-cut top and cleavage hanging out she says, “What will it be handsome?”
He gave her a flirtatious smile and leaned in closer, “I’ll have a sex with the bartender.” I gasped, and with a horrified look on my face, I looked at him.
“One sex with a bartender coming right up stud,” she winked.
He looked over at me as I clenched my jaw and took in a deep breath. I could not believe he just did that and right in front of me. I bit the inside of my cheek and contemplated.
“Umm sweetheart, when you get his drink don’t forget to bring those luscious boobies over here,” I smiled. The look on Connors face was priceless after that statement.
“Ellery, what the hell are you doing?” he whispered.
“What? Am I embarrassing you Mr. I’ll have sex with a bartender?”
She came over and handed him his drink, looked at me and in an irritated way asked me what I wanted. I looked at her and pouted, “Don’t you think it’s only fair that you give me the same kind of service you’re giving him? Why should he be the only one to get to see your boobies? I like them to.”
Connor threw some money on the bar and stood up, “Come on honey, I think our table is ready.”
I smiled and winked at her as she gave me a dirty look and turned away. Connor leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, “Point taken, you bad girl.”
“You love it Mr. Black and you know it.” He smiled as the waitress showed us to our table.
I opened the menu and guess what, no non-seafood items existed. Shit, I thought to myself. What was I going to order? Well, I do have a car full of junk food if it comes down to it.
“What are you going to order Ellery?”
I looked up from my menu and glared at him, “I’m not sure; I’m torn at the moment.”
The waitress came by and asked to take our drink orders. Connor spoke up before I could tell her I wanted a Cosmopolitan.
“I’m set, and she’ll have a coke.”
I frowned, “I wanted a Cosmo Connor.”
“Not after that little stunt, who knows what that bartender would do to that drink.”
I laughed and continued looking at the menu. As soon as the waitress brought my coke, she asked us if we were ready to order. Connor closed his menu and looked at me. I glanced up at the waitress and bit my lip. Connor looked at her, “Give us a minute please.” I looked at him; I think he realized I didn’t like seafood.
“You don’t like seafood do you?” I stared at him while biting my lower lip.
“Why didn’t you say something?” He said as he ran his hands through his hair.
“Well, I wanted you to have what you wanted.”
He looked at me with those beautiful green eyes and suddenly they turned evil. He didn’t say a word, but he was scaring me as he waved for the waitress to come back.
“I’m going to order for us,” he said. Uh oh, now I’m in trouble.
“We will start with an order of Calamari, crab legs and a lobster tail for each of us, also throw in an order of broiled scallops.
The waitress looked at me, and I managed a slight smile. Connor crossed his hands and placed his elbows on the table.
“Remember the times when you made me eat things; the pizza, hot dog and let’s not forget the use of the chopsticks?”
I just stared at him. Two can play this game.
“Yes I do and I’m fine with everything you ordered.”
“We’ll see about that,” he smirked.
I leaned over the table, “You’re a vicious man Connor Black.”
He leaned in closer until we were face to face, “Not as vicious as you darling.” I sat back, smiled and reveled in the moment when he called me darling.
The waitress came and set the calamari in the center of the table. I looked at it and then at Connor. I got out my phone and Googled calamari; my eyes widened as “squid” appeared. I looked up at Connor; he was laughing at me.
“You Googled it didn’t you?”
I shook my head and took a sip of my coke. His laughing subsided, and he looked at me with a serious face.
“You don’t have to eat it, I’m sorry.”
I took in a deep breath, “No it’s ok, and I’m going to try it. It is the least I can do for everything you have done for me.” He lightly smiled as I took a piece from the plate and inspected it.
“Seriously Elle, don’t, I know you don’t want to.”
I took a small bite and started chewing; his eyes intently watched me as I was eating the Calamari and making faces. He took out his phone and started taking pictures of me, “This is classic,” he laughed. The Calamari wasn’t as awful as I thought it would be.
“Ok bad boy bring on the next one.”
Connor threw his head back and laughed as the waitress brought the scallops and lobster tails. I stabbed a scallop with my fork and held it up to my mouth as he smiled and took a picture. I ate it and to my surprise, enjoyed it. I held up the lobster tail and pouted at it as he took another picture. We both laughed and talked throughout dinner. I will admit I liked it all; this new seafood experience agreed with me. We finished up and left the restaurant. Connor put his arm around me and pulled me close. I put my hand on his chest and my head on his shoulder as we walked to the Range Rover.
We drove till we found a hotel. We only passed a billion of them, but Mr. Fancy pants had to have the best, so we drove out-of-the-way to the Ritz Carlton.
Chapter 20
We pulled up as he let the valet park his Range Rover. He walked up to the desk and gave them his last name. I watched the girls behind the counter giggle and eye him. He must have seen it to because he flashed them his flirty smile. I rolled my eyes.
The bellhop took our suitcases and led us in the elevator. “Welcome to the Ritz Carlton Mr. and Mrs. Black.”
I looked over at Connor as he began to speak, “Oh we’re not…” I cut him off.
“Thank you so much, what my husband is trying to say is that we will not be staying long.” Connor gave me a perplexed look.
The elevator took us to the Presidential Suite. The door opened, and I glanced over at Connor, “The presidential suite, really, for one night?”
“I will have nothing but the best room for my beautiful wife. Isn’t my wife beautiful?” Connor asked the bellhop with a wide grin.
“Yes sir, she’s very beautiful.” I glared at Connor and then smiled at the bellhop.
“Darling husband, make sure you tip this nice young man well.”
He pulled out a wad of money from his pocket and started thumbing through the bills. I walked over to him and grabbed a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to the bellhop. “Do you have a wife or girlfriend?” I asked.
“Yes I do, thank you ma’am.”
“Go buy her something beautiful, perhaps a nice necklace.” Connor looked at me and clenched his jaw.
“Thank you ma’am, sir, thank you,” he said excitedly as he walked out shutting the door behind him.
“Really, a hundred-dollar tip?”
“Well, it’s what you tipped the cab driver.”
“Cab driver, what are you talking about?”
“The night I brought you home, I had to pay the driver, and I didn’t have enough money, so I went in your wallet and gave him a hundred; that was before you told you were going to fuck me really hard.”
His jaw dropped, “I said that to you?”
I smiled, “Yeah, but you were drunk, so I forgave.”
He started walking towards me, “A hundred dollars” he kept saying as he was smiling with a playful look in his eyes.
“Connor, relax, it’s only money, and you said yourself you have plenty of it.”
He was heading straight for me. I screamed and ran behind a chair; he started to chase me around the suite saying over and over, “A hundred dollars.”
He caught me as I ran into the bedroom and he threw me on the bed. He straddled me and pinned my arms over my head. We were both out of breath as he looked down at me staring into my eyes. I stopped fighting him and held his gaze; my heart was racing, and my skin was on fire. My body ached for him, and my lips begged him to kiss me. He held my wrists and lowered his head till his lips lightly brushed against mine. He looked at me again and let go of my wrists. He softly stroked my cheek with the back of his hand and stared into my eyes as I moved my hands through his hair. He swallowed hard as I could hear the rapid beating of his heart; he felt the same way as I did. He stared at me as if he was searching my soul; then his lips touched mine as we kissed, and he fell into me as our tongues met for the first time. This was our first kiss, and it was filled with such passion and emotion. He was gentle and not forceful. He took his time exploring my mouth in such a way that made me feel loved. He abruptly broke our kiss and pulled back, getting off me and sitting on the edge of the bed.
“I’m sorry Elle, I can’t.”
He can’t? He basically rapes my mouth and now he sits there and says he can’t? A wave of hurt and rejection overtook my body.
“Why not Connor, because I’m not one of your whores?” The words flew out of my mouth before I could stop them.
He got up and wouldn’t look at me. “You’re not a whore, and I just can’t Elle.”
I sat up and pleaded with him. “Please just tell me what’s wrong and why you don’t want me?”
“I do want you Ellery that’s the problem; I want you too fucking much.”
“How is that a problem?” I yelled.
He turned and looked at me with rage in his eyes. “You don’t want to know the real me. I’m not a good person; I use women for sex. I can’t have real relationships; I don’t want to.”
“We don’t have to have a relationship; we can just be friends with benefit.”
Yep, there it was, the thing I hated the most I just yelled to the man I was falling in love with. He stood there and ran his hands through his hair. I stepped closer to him, “Connor, please, I need you.” A single tear fell from my eye.
“Don’t Elle, don’t do this to me, to us; I can’t sleep with you.”
Anger and rage grew inside me. He wouldn’t give me a straight answer or explanation, so I did what I do best.
“Fuck you Connor Black, just fuck you.” I turned and walked out of the room, grabbed my purse and headed towards the door. Connor followed after me.
“Don’t you dare walk out that door Ellery,” he yelled.
I put my hand on the knob and held it there for a second as I took in a deep breath. I started to open the door when Connor came up from behind me and slammed it shut. He turned me around and pushed me against the door.
“I fuck women for the pleasure that’s it, there’s no emotion for me when I fuck them; there never has been.” More tears fell from my cheeks.
“I seduce them, use them, fuck them and leave them. Is that what you want? Is that how you want me to treat you?” he screamed at me. “You are different Ellery, and you scare me. You make me feel things I never have before. You’re all I think about day and night. I feel empty inside when you’re not around. Don’t you understand? It isn’t supposed to be this way, and if I sleep with you this will all be ruined.”
“What happened to you to make you this way?” I whispered.
He looked away from me as he still had my body pinned against the door.
“I had a girlfriend when I was eighteen. She started to become obsessive and wanted to spend every waking minute with me. It became too much to try to keep her happy and I felt like I was suffocating, so I broke up with her.” He paused and looked up at me as his eyes started to fill with tears.
“She committed suicide 2 days later. She left a note explaining if she couldn’t have me then she didn’t want to live and told everyone to blame me for her suicide.” He took my wrists and turned them up.
“You see, this is why I feel sad when I see these on you. It’s a reminder of what I did, and how I killed her.” I gasped at his words as I broke his grip and cupped his face in my hands.
“You did nothing wrong, it wasn’t your fault she killed herself. It was her weakness and inability to cope; you cannot blame yourself.”
“I swore after that I would never fall in love or get emotionally involved with another woman, but with you it’s too late, I’m already emotionally attached and I’m doing everything I can to stop myself, but I can’t.” He turned away, his breathing rapid.
I went to him and wrapped my arms around his waist. “I’m emotionally attached, and everything inside me said to stay away, but I see a side of you I don’t think you let other people see; a sweet and tender caring man who would give his world for someone he cares about.”
He turned around and looked at me. Before I knew it, his lips were on mine, kissing me passionately and warmly. Our tongues danced with each other as he picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. My heart was racing with his, and my body was aching for his touch. He sat me gently on the bed as he lifted up my shirt and gently took it off. He tore the shirt off his back and unbuttoned his pants, never taking his eyes off me. I stood up and took off my jeans and threw them on the floor. I laid down on the bed in just my bra and panties as he examined my half-naked body.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” he whispered as he ran his hand up and down my stomach. He climbed on top of me as I wrapped my arms around his neck. His lips met mine for a brief second until his tongue started to explore my neck. I moaned and tilted my head back to give him full access. I arched my back as he took down my bra straps and exposed my breasts. He groaned as he lightly sucked each nipple and ran his tongue in circles down my stomach. I pressed my hips against him and felt his erection, which made me ache for him even more.
I took my hand and pushed it down the front of his pants as he moaned. He lightly traced the edge of my panties as his fingers made their way to the spot that needed him the most. He circled his fingers around before gently inserting them inside me. “You’re so wet Ellery, god I want you,” he moaned as he brought his lips to mine. He moved his fingers inside me and then in a delicate in and out motion.
“I promise I’ll be gentle with you, but if I get too rough promise me you’ll stop me.”
I shook my head as I helped him off with his jeans and boxers. He took himself and gently inserted himself in me, looking into my eyes with each small thrust, slow and steady. Once he made his way fully inside me, his thrusting became faster. I screamed from the excitement. He was so hard, and he filled me with so much pleasure, something I never experienced before. My hands traveled to his backside as he moved in and out of me, steadying his movement. He brought his mouth to my breasts; sucking and lightly biting each nipple. This is what I needed. It’s what I wanted from the moment I saw him standing in his kitchen. My hands moved up and down his back as I began to swell; he felt it to as his moans became louder and his thrusts more forceful. He took my leg and wrapped it around his waist, making penetration more deep and intense.
“Come for me Ellery; come baby,” he whispered in my ear. I started to scream as the pleasure was so intense and I was ready to explode. One more thrust and that was it, I screamed Connors name as my body shook in pleasure and he took me to a place I’ve never been before.
“Christ Ellery, you feel so good.”
His moans grew as he yelled my name while filling me with his come. He looked at me panting as I stroked his face with my hand and pulled him down into me. He wrapped his hands around my head and buried himself in my neck. Our rapid heartbeats started to slow as did our breathing. I was done for; there was no going back now, and I was scared I was headed for heartache and trouble.
He sat up and gently pulled out of me falling onto his side and looking at me. I laid on my side facing him as he softly pushed my hair away from my face.
“You’re amazing,” he smiled.
I blushed, “No, you’re amazing; I have never felt anything like that before.”
He kissed me on the nose, “Can I be honest with you?” Oh god I thought, what did I do wrong.
