I admired his naked form as he went into the bathroom.
Moments later, he strode back into the room, his cock rock hard and jutting out from his body.
I drooled as I watched him grab a chair and bring it near the bed.
He sat down, wrapped his hand around his cock, and softly stroked it. “Spread your legs wider, little Ella,” he urged.
I opened them as wide as they would go and slid down the bed so he would have a really good view. “Can you see my pink pussy?” I asked, heat pulsing between my thighs. I felt like a sex vixen as I brazenly showed off my most private parts to Luke.
“Oh, yes,” he replied, his eyes blazing. “Pink and wet. Go on, play with yourself for me.”
“You sure you won’t come and play with me instead?”
“This time I want to watch.”
“If you’re sure…” His words spurred me to make him break his intention of simply watching. My hand drifted down my body to my pussy. I parted my folds, and as my fingers came into contact with my clit, I groaned and let my body arch.
“You’re dripping,” Luke muttered, his gaze glued between my legs.
“For you. I’m always dripping when you’re around,” I purred and rolled my clit between my fingers. Then I finger fucked myself slowly.
Lust shook Luke’s body as he stroked his huge cock. Beads of white liquid formed at his tip. “I need a taste of your sweet pussy, Ella,” he growled, and in one swift movement, he was kneeling by the bed and tugging me downwards.
I laughed softly, victoriously. I did feel glad he couldn’t keep away.
He moved my hand away and replaced it with his tongue.
At the first touch of his tongue, I whimpered. “Oh yes,” I moaned as his tongue lapped up my juices.
“You taste so good… like honey,” Luke muttered.
“My pussy’s hungry for your wonderful cock,” I said as I writhed to get as much of his tongue inside me as I could.
He climbed onto the bed, flipped me onto my side roughly, and raised my right leg up. “Is your hungry little pussy ready to get fucked?”
I almost came from his dirty talk and the anticipation of getting fucked while in this position. It was one of my favorites. It always felt as if his cock went so deep, all the way up into my belly. “Yes please,” I cried.
It felt like I had died and gone to heaven when he shoved his cock into me. “Please… please.” Every time he did it at this angle, I felt surprised anew to feel this filled up. I needed nothing else in my life, except the feel of his cock thrusting in and out. Each time Luke thrust in, his cock touched a hot spot while rendering me helpless and desperate to come.
I raised my hips higher and Luke pumped into me harder. The fire in me flared. I started to feel lightheaded. “I’m going to come.”
“That’s it, baby. Come for me. Come all over my cock,” Luke urged.
I fisted the bedsheets as scalding pleasure exploded in me. I screamed and called his name repeatedly. Luke slammed into me harder, intensifying my orgasm. My body had never experienced such pleasure as it had in the weeks since Luke and I had started having sex.
Seemingly, from far away I heard his growl, and I knew his orgasm was imminent. I squeezed my pussy, gripping the length of his shaft.
“Fuck Ella. I’m about to shoot my load inside you.”
“Fill me with your cum,” I urged, loving the intense pleasure drawn on his face.
Hot, thick spurts of cum filled my pussy and still, Luke kept pumping. I felt another wave of yet another climax coming on. I threw my head back and reveled in the intensity of another multiple orgasm.
“That was so damn hot,” Luke said a few seconds later, his cock still buried in my pussy. He offered me a hand. “Let’s go shower together. I got a big day ahead of me, but I think I have one more fuck inside me for you.”
Luke
“Would you girls like to come to my office in town, later in the afternoon?” I asked Ella and Molly as we were having breakfast.
Where had that come from? I’d always kept my home and work life private. Perhaps it had begun with Penelope because she had never been interested in my work life and had made that clear from the beginning.
Whenever I spoke about work, a bored look would come over her features. It hadn’t taken long to realize Penelope liked money but never cared about how it got made. All she had cared about was spending the money as quickly as possible… on herself.
I tensed as I realized the vulnerable position I had placed myself. I suddenly realized I wanted Ella to say yes. It would hurt if she said no. Now it was too late to withdraw the offer. I started castigating myself. I shouldn’t have asked. I should have continued to keep my work separate from what Ella and I had. The sheath I had wrapped around my heart was beginning to melt off and this wasn’t a good thing for me.
“We would love that, wouldn’t we Molly?” Ella said and looked at Molly, who nodded enthusiastically.
When she turned her gaze back at me, I searched her face for any signs of her faking it. Her expression looked as open as it always was while her eyes were sparkling. Relief flooded into me even as warning bells rang in my head. Why was it so important to me for Ella to say she would love to see my office? I pushed away the taunting voice and launched into mundane words, “I’ll send the driver to pick you both up.” I looked at Ella.
“Great,” she said with a big grin. She turned to Molly. “Tell Daddy what naughty Bean did this morning.”
Molly immediately launched
