Page 68 of Love At First Fright
He leant back against the boulder, stilling his breath. Even the slightest touch from her had him ready to burst. He hadn’t felt like this since he was a teenager.
“Open your mouth,” Ellis growled. “Show me your tongue.”
Rosemary opened obediently, her beautiful, full red lips ready for him.
“One lick, Rosemary,” he said, pushing his cock into the warmth of her open mouth. She sucked him once, just as he’d told her to do, her lips smacking with a pop.
“Good girl. Can you take it again?”
She nodded enthusiastically.
“You want me to fuck that pretty throat of yours? You want to show me how well you can take it?”
She nodded, but couldn’t speak, as Ellis pushed his cock back into her desperate mouth. “Go on, love,” he commanded. Rosemary sucked him, lapping with her tongue at the tip, her cheeks hollowing out. The sensation was unreal; she knew everything he needed from her. With her free hand, she cupped his balls, squeezing them at the base.
“You’re doing so well,” Ellis groaned, trying to keep some control in his voice. He wouldn’t have it for much longer. He caressed her head with his hand, holding her in place around his cock. “Tap my leg if it gets too much.”
She nodded, her eyes beginning to water from the size of him. The sight of her auburn head bobbing around him, the pink of her tongue as she circled the tip of his cock, felt too damn good.
And then Rosemary pulled back, and looked at him.
“You can be rougher,” she said softly, as if her words weren’tbreaking his entire world apart. Ellis lost all semblance of control. He fucked her mouth, deep into her throat, just as he’d been dreaming about doing. She took him perfectly, the vibration of her whimpers getting him even closer to the edge.
“Fuck, fuck, Rosemary. So good. So good for me. Gonna come, sweetheart,” he hissed, and felt the orgasm explode through his core. But Rosemary didn’t stop, she kept sucking, drinking down his come. Even as the remnants of the orgasm ebbed, Rosemary continued, cleaning his cock with her mouth. It was beyond heavenly.
Ellis pulled her up into his arms and kissed her, loving the erotic taste of his own come in her mouth, glistening on her lips.
“You did so good, love,” he said, holding her close, praising her. “I’m going to make you feel so good, Rosemary.” He tugged her top down, rubbing a thumb over her nipple as he did so.
“Cottage,” she whispered in his ear. Ellis was more than ready. He scooped her into his arms, calling Fig after him, and headed back to the cottage, just as the rain began to fall.
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The rainstorm hit hard andfast, and Rosemary’s clothes were soaked through by the time they made it back into the cottage. As he pressed furious kisses to her nape, Ellis tugged clothes off her body, shrugging off his own jacket and shaking water from his hair.
No one in her life had ever kissed her like this, ever shown her how unapologetically they wanted her in bed. It was more than refreshing. It called to the quiet part of Rosemary that had so often wondered if she was good enough. Even if someone told her, point-blank, that she was, that part of her wouldn’t believe them until theyshowedit. Ellis was showing her.
She climbed out of her trousers, hearing the clunk of the hagstone when they fell to the floor. Rosemary almost hadn’t believed it when she’d found it on the hill. Dina would have called it fate.
She shivered in the rain-darkened kitchen and stood before Ellis wearing only her soaked-through T-shirt and underwear. He drank her in, rolling up his sleeves and running his hands over the curves of her body.
“If we don’t go upstairs right now, I’m going to bend you over and fuck you against the counter.”
She twisted on the spot, arching her back and pressing her ass into his groin.
“Like this?” she asked, with brattish innocence.
“Christ.” Ellis smoothed his hands over her ass, almost slipping one hand under the inner edge of her underwear, before he twisted her around to face him again, backing her against the counter.
“You know what you’re doing to me, don’t you?” he growled in her ear. “You’re going to go upstairs, take off the rest of these clothes. Then you’re going to kneel on the bed for me, love.” Rosemary’s limbs buzzed with anticipation, and the need to obey Ellis’s orders became her focus.
“I know you told me your safe word, and you can use it at any time, but I also want you to use a traffic light system. Say ‘red’ and I’ll stop immediately, say ‘amber’ or ‘orange’ and I’ll dial it down so we can get back to where you feel comfortable, and if I check in and you say ‘green,’ I’ll know I can keep going. Okay?”
“Okay,” she exhaled.
She wanted to run her tongue along the planes of Ellis’s hard stomach and do all manner of depraved, erotic things to him. Thank god they had this cottage all to themselves, because she wasn’t sure she’d be able to keep her moans quiet once they were in the heat of it all.
“Good girl,” Ellis rumbled. “I’ll be up soon.”
