Her hands slide down to the buttons of my shirt, popping them open quickly. Ellie smirks as she shoves the material down my shoulders. “In your dreams.”
Growling, I slam my mouth down onto hers, demanding her kiss. She moans, nails raking down my chest as her tongue tangles with mine. Teeth knock together, but neither of us seem to care as she pushes me back toward the couch.
She reaches for the button on my pants, flicking it open before dragging the zipper down. I toe off my shoes and socks, mouth still slanting against hers.
Ellie breaks away with a gasping breath, shoving my pants and underwear down my thighs. I push them the rest of the way, my cock springing free.
I run my hand up and down my length, groaning as she turns around and scrapes her wet hair from her back, showing me the zipper on the dress.
As I pull the zipper down her back, I kiss her neck, sucking on her thrumming pulse until there’s a dark mark on her skin.
If she wants to run away, she’s going to have a fucking brand on her skin, so everyone knows she’s mine.
The fabric pools around her feet as I step back and sit on the couch. My hand slides up and down my cock, squeezing and rotating as I reach the tip before moving back down.
My gaze roams over the curves of her naked body, cock growing hotter in my hand. “Looks like you forgot the rest of your clothing.”
Ellie turns, straddling my lap. Her nails dig into my shoulders as her slick pussy brushes against the tip of my cock. “Did I?”
My hand skims along the sides of her breasts and the dip of her waist, resting on her hips as she rolls them. “You want to be fucked, you better sink down onto my cock now.”
I slide one hand between us, swirling my fingers over her clit. Her arousal coats my hand, her core already dripping.
She bites her bottom lip, slowly lowering her pussy onto my cock.
Groaning, I sink my hands into her hair and pull her down to kiss me, doing everything I can to not sink deep into her with a single thrust.
Ellie’s soft moans make me throb as she takes me deeper. Her inner walls pulse around me, clenching tight.
Her fingers dig into my shoulders for a moment before her hands start to explore, roaming over my body.
When she takes me fully and starts to rock, I grab a handful of her hair and pull her head back. Her breasts push forward, taut nipples begging for my attention.
Smirking, I flick my tongue over one nipple and then the other, her pace becoming uneven at the touch. “Look at how much you want me. I bet you’ve been thinking about riding my cock all night, haven’t you?”
“Yes,” she says, her voice a breathless moan.
“One night of my cock wasn’t enough for you, was it?” I thrust into her from below, taking control of her body. “I want you to pinch your nipples and you’re not going to let go until you’re coming all over my cock. Understood?”
Her moan is answer enough as she pinches her nipples after a moment of hesitation.
I let go of her hair, fingers sinking into the flesh of her hips, keeping her steady as I slam into her, needing to feel her deeper.
Her pussy clamps around me, squeezing harder with each deep thrust. I shift on the couch, changing the angle to hit the spot I know she needs me the most.
Ellie rolls her hips as she pinches her nipples hard, whimpering at the pressure.
Her body starts to shake as I stiffen. I drill into her as she comes, her pussy milking my cock as I fill her, strokes slowing as we ride out the waves of our orgasms.
When she finally stops shaking, she slumps against me for only a minute before getting up, her face completely blank.
It’s like someone has taken the passionate Ellie that was writhing in my lap and turned her to stone.
“I’m not going to go to Aiden.” She takes a blanket from where it’s draped over one of the armchairs, wrapping it tight around her body. “But this was a mistake. It’s never happening again. Go out and sleep with whatever strippers you want.”
I get up and snatch my clothing from the floor, seeing red when I look at her. “Fine. If that’s the way you want it, then that’s the way it’s going to be.”
“Good.”