Page 71 of Ella Gets the D
Tonight is her exhale.
My lips press soft kisses to her jaw. “You are amazing.” I move to her throat. “Exquisite.”
She leans into my touch with a moan. “Show me what to do.”
I don’t miss the request and place my hand over hers. We drag our middle and index fingers over her pussy with enough pressure to rock her hips. I move the fingers over her swollen clit. “Rub in slow circles.” Her breath hitches. “Good girl.”
Ella plays with the speed, moving faster until her toes curl, then she slows down. Her breath picks up, and she pumps into her hand while I move around the counter and stand behind her.
“Now insert two fingers. Remember, you’re in control,” I say against her ear.
She closes her eyes and nods, moving her fingers in and out at a relaxed pace. I continue the previous string of kisses, leaning over to pull my tongue along her neck. I shift to the side and stall at her breasts.
Is it penetration if I don’t enter an orifice?
“Curl those fingers toward your belly button and guide them along the top of your wall.” My breath is inches from a nipple, one I taste with a lick. Ella bucks off the island. “You like that, sweetheart?” I take the other nipple in my mouth and smile at her moan. “Now tell me to come hither with those fingers inside you.”
Her voice trembles. “Julian,” she says in a plea.
I rub her nipples between my fingers. “You’re gorgeous, baby.” Her hand flies up to grab a breast, and her pace increases.
“Oh God.” Her heels dig into the marble as she thrusts into her pleasure with abandon.
Sweat prickles her brow, and her breasts bounce at the force of her finger exhibition. With her head back and her eyes still closed, she comes in a long moan, squeezing out the last drop of aftershock with a sigh.
“Oh…my.” She looks up and searches my eyes. “Thank you.”
I kiss the tip of her nose. “That was all you.” I pull her fingers out and draw in a deep breath. With widened eyes, she watches the fingers that brought her to ecstasy enter my mouth. Her lip quivers at the swirl of my tongue. “I knew it.”
Her brows draw together. “Knew what?”
“You taste incredible.”
Whenever our time comes, once won’t be enough.
Chapter 27
Ella
Ialways imagined the awkwardness that sets in right after a hookup, once the tingles wane. A handshake and a “thank you for your service” felt like poor taste after Julian and I…well, did what we did. He scrubbed the counter while I waxed on and off with disinfectant wipes before I pulled him in for half a hug and a dap.
A dap.
The man crossed an ocean and a time zone to spend one day with me, only to receive a send-off that mademequestion what the hell I was doing.
Last night’s orgasm sent me straight to the moon. I saw stars there on top of the kitchen island, and maybe also that ancestral plane inBlack Panther. There’s no way I could form a thought, much less speak. So I said my goodbye, took a stealth shower upstairs, and joined the snores of an unknown melody from my bed.
The girls stayed until ten this morning before they dispersed back to their lives. I got called out on my “glow,” one I chalked up to having tested out the new merch. If they only knew the sourceof inspiration for last night’s release is in front of the stove in sweats and a sleeveless tee. His hands work at an expert pace between a pot, skillet, and saucepan. The movement flexes the slopes of his back muscles under the thin layer of white cotton, and his muscular ass is on display with each step he takes.
If the morning after comes with this view and a side of bacon, count me in.
Julian texted me around eleven to see if the coast was clear to come up from the basement. At least he got a good night’s rest after the eight-hour flight it took to get here. He’s back to the airport in four hours to head to London.
He didn’t fly all the way here to cook eggs, which begs the question—
“Ready to talk about it?” He moves to the toaster and adds English muffins.
How can he cook so casually after he sucked on my nipples and helped me come in this very kitchen? Maybe he does that with guests on game nights, which is why he’s not freaking out. A little cunnilingus and Connect Four.
