Page 56 of Arden and the Girl Downstairs

He lets out a deep moan and leans back against the wall. “Fuck,Ella.”

His curse sends another pulse between my legs, and I keep teasing him slowly, his reactions to my mouth amping up my own arousal.

At some point, through the haze of pleasure, I grow conscious of the time. Someone will probably look for us if we are here too long. I pick up the pace and push his cock deeper into my mouth, creating a sensation like he’s hitting the back of my throat.

He laces his fingers in my hair and holds the back of my head as I speed up. My pussy is dripping, but this is all about Arden. He can take care of me when we get home.

“Your mouth is . . . fucking incredible.” His voice is a husky whisper in the quiet room.

The only other sounds are his low moans and thePOP!every time I let his cock slip from my mouth.

His grip in my hair tightens, and I know he’s close, so I surprise him. I relax and let his cock slip past the back of my throat, my mouth making contact with his body as I take him all the way in.

“Jesus—fuck!I’m gonna cum,” he pants out, giving me a chance to move away.

But I don’t. I want to taste every drop of him.

When he realises I’m going to swallow, he takes over, setting the pace.

He pushes my head further onto him, then pulls back slightly so I can breathe before slamming my mouth back down, over and over. His eyes never leave me.

This right here.

This is what I love about giving a blow job. I may be on my knees, and he may set the pace, but I’m the one doing this to him. I’m the one bringing him all this pleasure. It’s empowering, and it’s hot as fuck. And he is definitely going to be letting me pay for dinner. Checkmate.

Ella

We’ve been home from Briar Bay for a few days now, and Shamus just dropped me off for my Friday afternoon shift at Grumpy’s. It took a lot of convincing, but Arden finally agreed to let me go back to work, under the conditions that Chad had to be there and I was required to sit down for most of my shift.

Oh, and if anything happened, I was to be allowed to leave—as if Chad wouldn’t agree to that. But I agreed to all of Arden’s over the top stipulations because I’m really looking forward to seeing the regulars, and I want to hang out with Chad again like we used to.

I kind of miss him; he is, after all, my best friend. It’s not his fault that I haven’t seen him much. He checked in on me while I was recovering, but he’s got a lot going on with Mady and her guys—that’s a different story entirely, though.

I do my hand over with Grace, one of the regular bar tenders, then turn on my favourite nineties playlist as Chad walks out of from the office.

He comes up behind me and wraps his arms around me, giving me a great big brotherly hug. That’s what he feels like to me, a brother I never had, and I can never repay him for taking me in when he did.

I lean back to look up at him. “How are you doing?” I ask as he unwraps his arms and moves around beside me so he can look at me while I speak.

“I was about to ask you the same thing, Els. How are you doing? How was your weekend away?”

“It was fun, and nice to finally spend some time together with everybody, just doing nothing major besides the makeover day on Saturday and dinner. We pretty much spent the entire time playing games, hanging out at the beach, taking the Jet Skis out, and the boys went fishing while the girls read. It was exactly what we all needed, I think. Thank you for covering for me while I was gone. I really miss you though, and I’m sad that you couldn’t come.”

I would’ve loved it if Chad joined us.

“If there was a way that I could have been there, I would have, but I knew you were in safe hands. In all honesty, I needed to stay here because things have gotten weird,” he says, his tone slightly worried.

“What do you mean, weird? Like, weirder than the fact that you are dating a girl who has guys who live with her and are in love with her? Oh, and don’t forget the other guys in her life.”

I doubt things could get any weirder.

“You honestly have no idea. There has been some enlightenment this weekend.”

He doesn’t elaborate, getting lost in his head for a long minute.

I finally interrupt his space-out. I can’t help it, I need answers. “What do you mean by enlightenment? What happened?”

I’ve gotten to know Mady and some of her guys, purely because when Arden was in rehab, I needed a distraction. So, I spent time with them. Honestly, I adore Mady. She is always herself, no matter what. If I’d met her while I was in school, I’m sure she would have been the type of girl I was going to be friends with.

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