Page 17 of Blocking Her Love

“Ah, oh, Sean. That’s… god, good.”

Ellie scrapes her fingers through my hair, her short nails making my scalp tingle. Hoping to return the favor, I use my tongue, lips, and huffs of breath against her sensitive nub. She writhes in pleasure, arches to meet my thrusting tongue, holds my head just how she wants me.

I’m drowning in sensation. The taste of her. The aroma of arousal. The feel of her skin against my palm, her fingers cupping my head. Too easy to lose focus. I can’t. Won’t. The sounds, the evidence of her pleasure is what I crave after months of wanting her.

I run my fingers along the crease of her thigh. Holding her breath, knowing what I’m about to do, she whines deep in her throat. It’s all the encouragement I need. Aided by her slick arousal, my two middle fingers slip deep inside her channel.

“Sean. Yes.”

“You like?” I ask as I move my fingers in that ‘come here’ motion.

“I—”

An orgasm bursts over her, surprising us both. She gasps and keens softly, her body trembling, her inner walls convulsing around my fingers. After she catches her breath, I add my circling thumb to her clit while I softly suck the skin right above her mound.

“Too much.”

I lift my head and pause.

“No, damn it. Don’t stop.”

“Ellie, sweetheart. What do you want? Need from me?”

She lifts her head and her eyes are luminous in the muted light. “You. All I need is you.”

“You have me.”

Her smile is a wondrous combination of desire, satisfaction, and hope. I will make it my life’s mission to keep that expression on her face. Only when we’re alone. Because I won’t share that with anyone. I’m the only one to see her this way. She’s mine. She will always be mine.

I draw my soaked fingers along her belly as I ease up to take her lips. Pouring all my emotions into the kiss, I tease her nipple and slip my leg between hers. Soon she’s riding my thigh and gasping my name.

My cock is ready to explode.

“Fuck,” I moan.

“Yes, yes. Now, Sean. Fill me.”

Straightening my arms, I lift my chest and look down on her. “Can’t, sweetheart. No condoms.”

Her brows lower. “What do you mean?”

Confession time. Attempting to calm my heavy breathing, I nuzzle her neck then say, “I haven’t wanted to be with a woman for so long, I gave up keeping them on hand.”

“It isn’t your hand you need to worry about, babe.”

“Ha ha. I’m trying to be… umm, don’t move like that… responsible here.”

“You should know I haven’t been with anyone for years. When has there been time?”

My body takes over, my hips arching, grinding my cock against her hip. “So we’re healthy. What about babies?”

“What about ‘em? Sean, babe, move just a little to the left and lower. Ah. Ahhh, yes.”

She’s got me right where I want to be. The head of my cock rests in the slick heat at her entrance. Only a slight adjustment, a tiny thrust separates us from… “Birth control… Ellie…”

“Taken care of. Shots.” She plants her feet against the mattress and I slip into her a short inch. “Oh, good, babe. Good. Make it… uh, better.”

With a pace so slow I’m not sure how I manage, I sink into her. Balls deep. She takes my length and smiles up at me. “I hoped you’d feel this wonderful.”

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