She kisses the tip before taking me between her lips, sucking me so damn good I’m struggling to focus on her, which is exactly why I didn’t want her to do this.
I try to ignore the sensation creeping up my balls as she massages them and licks my shaft. Her hips rock back into my mouth as I eat her pussy and ass like I’m starved—and I am. For her.
My vision goes cloudy, muscles locking, prepping for the incoming orgasm about to coat Ellie’s throat.
Slipping the tip of my thumb in her tight hole, she moans around my cock.
“Yeah, you like this too, don’t you?” I push in a little more, remembering how much she loved when I had that little toy in her ass while Liam fucked her with a dildo. That was a damn good time, but I don’t plan on sharing her ever again.
“Mmhmm,” she groans, not pulling her mouth off me, letting me feel the vibrations of her sounds.
“Such a slut. I fucking love you.”
She makes a strangled noise around me that sounds like ‘I love you too’ but keeps working me down her throat. I lift my hips, forcing my cock deeper, and she opens wide, making room.
“I’m close, baby,” I warn.
She sucks harder, so I do the same, sucking her clit with my thumb in her ass. Her body shakes, her breathing growing shallow as she edges closer.
I tense, waiting her out. When I slide a finger deep in her pussy, she comes, soaking my face and chin. Both holes flutter around my fingers as she cries out, nails digging into my thighs. My tongue works not to miss a single drop. When she calms down, I gently ease out of her. Then I let go, setting my climax free.
“Ohh fuck, Ellie,” I groan, body convulsing as I spill inside her mouth. She doesn’t let up, swallowing and sucking me until I physically drag her off me. “Jesus Christ, May, are you trying to kill me?”
She just smiles and comes to lie beside me, kissing my face and running her fingers through my hair as I struggle to breathe. My eyes fall shut, my body completely relaxed and satiated. I’ve been sleeping so well since she’s been back in my bed. No more sleeping pills or cravings for something stronger.
She’s all I need. I can’t believe I wasted so much time running from this. Not anymore. She won’t be able to get rid of me now. The best part is, I don’t think she wants to. She really is my perfect match, and I can’t believe my fucking lucky stars that she’s mine.
Epilogue
“Oh, fuck.”Ellie giggles. “That didn’t hurt as bad as I thought it might.”
“See, May, I told you to trust me.”
She smiles at me—I love when she does that. She looks at me like I’m worthy, and when I’m with her, I believe it. Believe I’m more than just the lead singer of my band, and even though I fuck up—because I still do—she loves me anyway.
“All done,” the tattoo artist says, wiping down her skin.
She already had a small one on her shoulder—a tiny wave she’d gotten when she was eighteen and drunk. She’s been wanting another, but was afraid of bleeding and passing out on the table. I assured her that wasn’t going to happen, but if by some shot it did, I’d be here. Ready to nurse her back to health like she’s done for me so many times.
“I love it!” Ellie squeaks, staring at the fresh ink on her wrist.
I hold mine up, too, right next to hers until they line up perfectly—just like we do. Like puzzle pieces. Both my arms are covered in ink, but I had just enough free skin for this. Almost like it was just waiting for her to fill it.
“My last piece,” I muse, meeting her emerald green eyes. They shine with love and something else. My grin spreads.
“Can we go now?” she asks, impatience dripping from her tone.
I chuckle, grabbing her hip and pulling her close. I brush her hair behind her ear so I can whisper in it. “Does branding your body in ink for me make your pussy wet? Because I was hard as a rock watching you.” I grind into her so she can feel the bulge I’ve been trying to hide.
She whimpers quietly. “Uh-huh.” Her hand sneaks between us, rubbing me over my jeans, and my eyes roll back. “All I could think about was sitting on your cock. Please take me home.”
She doesn’t need to tell me twice. “Thanks, man,” I say to Trey as I drag Ellie out. I pay at warp speed and lead her to my car. We don’t make it two miles down the road before she’s taking my cock out. I have to pull over. I can’t see straight when she touches me. She loves riding me in this car. I’m too damn big for this, but knowing she can’t wait a second longer to have me inside her makes it worth it.
And she does, she rides me to heaven, and when my legs stop shaking, I drive us home.
She hasn’t moved in yet, but she’s always here. I have everything I need now. That’s what this tattoo was supposed to represent. She was the piece I was missing—the most important piece. It’s cheesy as fuck, but I’m whole now.
I got the girl, my best friends and bandmates, music, and the cat.
