Page 93 of Love At First Fright
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Dina’s words rang in Rosemary’sears for the remainder of the afternoon, even after everyone had left. Rosemary was changing out of her jeans into some cosier leggings when she heard Ellis calling her from down the stairs in a stage whisper.
“Love, come quickly. But be as quiet as you can.”
Rosemary didn’t have a clue what was going on, but she did as Ellis asked, tiptoeing down the stairs.
He was standing in the kitchen, looking out at something through the garden doors. He beckoned her over, with a finger on his lips.
As she approached, Ellis placed his hands on her arms and pivoted her into place between him and the glass.
“Look at the birdbath to the left, can you see it?” he whispered in her ear.
Rosemary looked, and stuttered in a shocked breath when she realised what Ellis was showing her. There, with its small round body, mottled brown and white feathers, and sooty black cap, was a willow tit.
Rosemary practically vibrated with excitement.
“I can’t believe it,” she whispered, pressing her forehead to the glass to get a better look. It wasn’t the most remarkable garden bird, but she’d been hoping to see it for years, to complete her collection of tits.
“I’ve been leaving sunflower seeds in the feeder in the hopes it would come,” Ellis whispered.
They stood there, looking out at the willow tit washing itself and Rosemary realised something: she was in love with Ellis Finch. She had carried this love with her each day, not knowing it by name, but letting it grow. Every action, everything he said to her had made it deepen and form. And all it took was the presence of this small songbird to make her realise it.
The willow tit flew away, but Rosemary barely noticed it. Could she tell him? Should she?
“I’ve been thinking about what happened yesterday,” Ellis said. “When you said you didn’t know how anyone could live like that, with all the attention. I’m worried, Rosemary, aboutwhat it would be like for you if we go public. What if, someday, I decide to come out. All the gossip columns, all the tabloids…it would be a lot.”
Rosemary turned to face Ellis, and together they moved to the sofa.
“What if you realise that it’s not worth it, all the harassment. What if”—Ellis’s deep voice began to crack—“what if you realise I’m not worth it?”
This wouldn’t do. She took his face in her hands. “You listen to me, Ellis. I would happily be dragged through the mud in every tabloid in the country if that meant I get to be with you. I will be seriously pissed off with you if you try to pull the noble card and push me away for what you think is my own good.”
Ellis sniffed, a smile beginning to crease his eyes. “You’re sure?”
“More than sure,” Rosemary said. “In fact, wait here.” She went and got her laptop, and opened it to the page she’d been working on earlier. Before she could sit back on the sofa, Ellis pulled her onto his lap.
“Is this what you were hiding from me earlier?”
“Yes. It’s the first few pages of my script forJulia.I didn’t think I’d be able to manage it, these deadlines. But working here, being around you, it feels easier. I’ve been working on this, and I want you to be in it, Ellis. I want you to play David, the main character. You can’t say no, because I’m unable to picture him as anyone else now.”
“Oh really?” Ellis grinned, kissing Rosemary’s exposed shoulder. “You can’t picture anyone else?”
“Nope, you’ve ruined me for anyone else, hope you’re happy.”
“I’m very happy about that.” Ellis pulled her flush with him on his lap.
“Read from the script, love,” he said in that stern, commanding voice that had heat suddenly flaring through her. She became aware of how her ass in the thin leggings was resting right on Ellis’s quickly hardening cock. Rosemary couldn’t help but grind against him, and she tried to put her laptop down, but Ellis stilled her hand.
“I said read,” he growled in her ear.
“Okay,” she breathed, beginning with the scene description as Ellis pushed her legs open with his left hand. His other hand had come up under her T-shirt and was lightly grazing her budded nipple, sending jolts of desire straight to her pussy.
“Exterior: submarine in the deep ocean. No sunlight touches…mmph…” Rosemary struggled to continue as Ellis dipped his hand into her underwear and began circling her clit. She was already soaked with need.
“Keep going, good girl. Don’t stop reading.”
Rosemary couldn’t stop her voice from whimpering a little as she read on. “No sunlight touches the water. We pan closer to one of the submarine’s windows where we…fuck,Ellis,” she hissed, bucking against his hand as he fucked into the heat of her pussy with his fingers. She was already close, and the way he ground his cock against the seam of her ass only made her more so.
