The music changes to a slow song. I rest my hands on Ellie’s hips and pull her close.
She gazes up at me, her eyes big and bright. “So, um, how long do you think we need to stick around?”
I grin. “You in a hurry to leave?”
“A little.” She runs the palm of her hand up my chest. “I just really want to show you how well I’ve been doing on my homework.”
My cock twitches in my pants. I swallow hard. “We’re leaving at the end of this song.”
She chuckles. When I pull her by the hand off the dance floor toward the chateau, she’s giggling.
I lead her inside and upstairs to our room. Coach Porter and Abby had a small wedding—just a few dozen family members and friends, so we’re all staying here at the chateau.
“Someone’s eager,” Ellie teases.
“I take homework very, very seriously.”
She laughs again as we walk into our room.
I close the door behind me and turn to her. She grabs my hand and leads me to the bed. I stand in front of her as she sits down, then undoes my belt. I shed my jacket and toss it over a nearby chair.
She drops my belt onto the floor, then gazes up at me, her eyes glittery.
“I, um, watched a few videos on how to give a blowjob,” she says in a shy, quiet voice.
“What kind of videos?”
She twirls her hair between her fingers. “Just porn where the woman goes down on the guy. I, um, watched one where she deep throats so I’d know how to do that too.”
An uneasy feeling rips through me. I don’t like the thought of Ellie watching that kind of porn. A lot of it is pretty degrading to women. It features the guy slamming his dick into her mouth and throat, without any buildup at all—without caring about her comfort or pleasure at all.
I don’t want Ellie thinking that’s the norm, for her to be treated like a fuck hole and nothing more.
Just the thought of her being with some guy who would do that to her makes me want to punch a hole through the wall. Just the thought of her with another guy makes me want to rage.
I don’t like picturing Ellie with anyone other than me.
Too bad. Because when this is all over, she’s going to leave you and be with someone else.
That restless, angry feeling inside of me claws deeper through my chest and gut. I shove it aside and focus on the moment, on what I’m here to do.
Help make Ellie feel more comfortable in the bedroom.
She goes to unzip my pants, but I gently place my hand over hers and stop her.
Chapter 32
Camden
“You don’t need to deep throat for a blowjob to be good, Ellie.”
Her eyes are bright as she looks up at me. “I don’t?”
I shake my head, my chest aching at the confused look in her eyes. She’s so sweet. I don’t want anyone taking advantage of that.
“Sometimes it feels really good to have a beautiful woman’s mouth sucking the head of your cock.
An adorably flustered smile pulls at her lips. “Is that what you like?”
