Page 63 of Love At First Fright
As the car wound around twisting country roads, Ellis thought he might have noticed another SUV following them. He took a few side roads and still it stuck on their trail, so he drove onto the dual carriageway and slipped away. Maybe it was paranoia, or knowing how many photographers there had been at Hallowvale, but he wondered if Brody had instructed one to follow him. He’d lost them now, so they were free.
Fig was still figuring out her sleep schedule, having spent a lot of her nights awake in excitement at all the people around, so she continued to snooze in her doggy car seat.
“You have a nice car,” Rosemary said.
“You sound surprised.”
“I thought all Hollywood actors would drive sports cars, I guess. Something flashy. I should’ve known better.” She laughed. “You are not a flashy man.”
“Ha, thank you?…I think.” Ellis grinned.
“We’re almost there,” Ellis said, looking at the satnav. “The couple who owns it said they’ve stocked the fridge for us, and there’s apparently a vegetable garden with more veg than thetwo of them know what to do with, so they’ve told us to pick and cook whatever we like.”
“Sounds dreamy,” Rosemary said, looking out the window. “I wonder if we’ll spot a willow tit there.”
“A willow tit?”
“Incredibly rare woodland bird. The books I read said there used to be loads of them in the seventies, but their numbers have dwindled. I’ve always wanted to see one. They have these sooty little caps on their heads, but they’re round as robins. A little smaller, though.”
“I’ll be on the lookout,” Ellis said. He loved the duality of this woman: one minute she was talking passionately about how little humanity knows about what lives on the ocean floor and the next minute she was squealing about adorable little woodland birds.
“What do you want to do at the cottage, aside from cooking then?” she asked, too innocently.
“I think you can guess. But there’s no pressure from me, okay? If you just want to hold hands and sleep in separate beds, I can live with that. But I would very much like to fuck you, Rosemary.”
Out of the corner of his eye, Rosemary shifted in her seat.
“I was hoping you’d say that,” she whispered.
“We need to talk about boundaries, if we’re going to do this. I don’t ever want to push you into something you’re not one hundred percent comfortable with. Do you want me to be dominant with you?”
“Yes. But only during sex, not outside of it.”
“That’s good for me too,” he agreed. “Is there anywhere you don’t want me to touch you?”
“No,” she whispered, and he felt himself going a little giddy.
“You’re sure, sweetheart?”
“Very sure.”
“Fuck.And how do you like to come, Rosemary?”
She squirmed in her seat. “I can come from my clit, but I…I come most from penetrative sex. It feels…deeper like that. Sometimes both at once, though. And there is something else,” Rosemary said, nervously. “I haven’t told anyone this before.”
“Oh?”
“It’s hard to explain. It’s not a breeding kink, I don’t know if I would even call it a kink. But when I’m having sex with someone who has a cock, I like it when they come inside me. The feeling of it, I always…I always come from it. And I have an IUD, so it’s safe,” she added.
She was so fucking perfect for him.Ellis’s hands gripped the steering wheel.
“Is that okay?” she asked, and he realised he’d been sitting in silence.
“Rosemary, it is more than okay. It’s perfect,you’reperfect.” His hand travelled to grip her thigh. “In fact, I think you were made for me, love. Everything you want I want to give you.”
“Really?” she exhaled.
“Really.”
