Maybe that was the answer. Just fuck a few times and let it naturally die out. Then she would be able to concentrate on her work and I could get down to mine.
Yes, this might be the solution. One night and we could move on with our lives. The other option would be to resign myself to having a permanent hard on. At this rate, at some point I would probably have to be hospitalized.
One night of passion with Ella sounded a whole lot better.
A slight knock came on the door before it swung open. Molly walked in.
I found myself smiling. She did that to me. She made me happy. I wish I could do the same for her. “Is it bedtime?”
She looked at me with her big eyes and nodded.
“Okay, come here for a hug and a kiss.”
Molly came to my side.
I hugged and kissed her. Her small hands went around my neck and I almost wept. She had never done that before. I forced myself not to show my excitement. I pretended that my daughter hugging me back was the norm.
Molly left the library. So, I looked at the door expecting to see Ella. When it became clear that she wasn’t going to come, it did something strange to my heart. I realized I’d been looking forward to seeing her. It had already become a ritual in my mind. I’d only caught a couple of glances of her during the day as I had been determined to keep my distance, but now I hungered to see her again.
I forced myself to work for another hour with the hope that Ella would come to say goodnight. No such luck. Finally, at nine, I switched off my computer and left the library. All the lights downstairs were off as I climbed the stairs. I walked as if in a daze. Slowly, my feet dragging.
My heart pounded as I found myself standing outside Ella’s bedroom door. I should go to my room, I told myself, but I couldn’t move my feet. I wanted to see her so fucking badly. To feel her soft body against my own. To hear her sweet moans. To hear the words she tried to keep in by biting her lower lip.
I shoved my hands into my pockets and then took them out again. I squared my shoulders, took a step forward, and knocked on the door. I held my breath as I waited for a response.
I had just taken a step back when the door opened and Ella stood there.
For a second, I couldn’t speak. She looked so beautiful and relaxed with her red hair loose, flowing down her back. I tried. I really tried to keep my eyes on her face and not on her towel clad body. The soft curves of her shoulders begged to be touched. Her neck begged to be kissed. My gaze dropped to her chest and I almost came.
“Yes?” Ella asked in a serious tone.
My mind went blank. Why was I knocking on her door at night? “Um… do you need help drying yourself?” I stared into her gorgeous eyes.
They widened and the silence between us dragged on as she contemplated me. Then she nodded and dropped her hand from the doorknob. “Sure.”
My cock swelled in response.
I followed her in and shut the door behind us.
Ella stopped in the middle of the room and turned around. Her chest rose up and down, making her gorgeous tits bounce just the slightest bit.
Every single thing about her drove me crazy.
Control, Luke, have some fucking control.
Luke
I went and stood in front of her, then ran my fingers lightly over the swell of her breasts, over the top of the towel. I gripped the hem of the towel while looking into her eyes. This was my way of giving her the last opportunity to say no to what would be happening next.
She licked her lower lip.
I tugged the towel and it fell to a heap at her feet. “God, you are so beautiful,” I whispered in awe, almost unable to comprehend how a human form could be so pleasing to the eye.
“There are condoms in the drawer,” she said thickly, gesturing to the bedside table.
My instincts told me to quickly quench the fire inside me, except I wanted to fuck Ella slowly. Make it last forever. I was dying to eat her shaved pussy. I wanted to take her to heaven. I took her hand and led her to the edge of the bed. There, I sat down and ran my hands over the hard peaks of her tits.
She groaned, reacting for the first time.
I buried my nose into her belly button and inhaled her sweet scent. When I’d had my fill, I traced a line downwards with my tongue. Then I couldn’t wait a second longer. I dropped to my knees and went straight to her nectar.
She opened her legs. The sweet aroma of her arousal wafted up into my nostrils and my last dredges of control evaporated. With a growl, I parted her pussy folds with my fingers and licked her swollen clit. I lapped up her juices, groaning as I did so.
“Oh God, Luke,” Ella cried out. “Eat my pussy…. please.”
I did her bidding. Delicious. I teased her clit mercilessly and fucked her with my tongue.
“Fuck, yes. This pussy is yours,” she cried, almost delirious with pleasure.
My cock throbbed painfully at her words. Yes, I wanted her pussy to be mine… at least for the night.
“Luke, please,” Ella begged.
I paused long enough to ask. “Please what?”
“Your cock,” Ella moaned. “I need your cock inside me. Fuck me with your big cock.”
“Yeah?” I got to my feet. I pulled her into my arms, wrapped my hand around her waist, and kissed her. Let her
