“Funny, that. I’ve never seen her before or since. Have you? I’m starting to think she doesn’t even live in the building.”
“Jesus Christ, Mark, I can hardly remember what she looked like.” Lie. “I doubt either of us would recognize her if we ran into her in the elevator, for fuck’s sake.” Double lie. “Can you not be a weirdo for once? I’ll do my laundry this weekend and I’m sure your precious towel will show up again then.” Gotta make that one true, though.
“If you say so,” he calls out after my retreating form, still a disbelieving edge to his voice.
I grab my keys and wallet and take off before he gets any closer to the truth, and head over to Ellie’s place. We texted last night, once things had calmed down, but I need to see her again. She’s waiting for me, and as soon as I text her I’m there, I turn airplane mode on so those nosy fucks can’t find me if they get any ideas in their heads.
When I cross the threshold and wrap her body up in my arms, I barely get out ahibefore I take her mouth with mine, too. Fuck, she’s intoxicating. These lips, so fucking soft, and the way they open for me, a dream. I want to keep her opening for me.
“Hi,” I mumble between kisses, and she giggles.
“Hi yourself,” she manages to get out after a few more kisses.
I walk her backward, mouth moving over hers, tongue exploring, tasting this girl of mine who I’ve waited so long for. The backs of her legs hit the arm of the overstuffed chair in the living room, and I press her back gently, until she’s sitting on the side of it. Lean down, kiss her again for a couple minutes, take my time enjoying that I can justdothis now that we crossed that barrier into new territory.
My hands run through her hair, grip the back of her head, neck, anything of her I can get my hands on. Hers grip my tee, pulling me close, in between her spread legs, all this skin on display for me in these loose little shorts that I wish I was under.
Eventually, I pull back, give her a chance to catch her breath. “When you went home last night, how many times did you have to get yourself off with your vibrator before you could fall asleep?”
If you could see the way her eyes blow out at that, fucking A, she isshook. Didn’t expect that question from me. I almost laugh, but instead I narrow my eyes at her, wait for the truth.
“I didn’t!” she says innocently, indignantly. May as well put her hands on her hips.
“Don’t fucking lie to me,” I press the words against her lips, slide a hand down her back, rest it on her ass. “I felt how much you needed that release, gorgeous.” Move my mouth up her jawline, place my lips against that spot under her ear, feel her tremble under me for it.
“I don’t even own a vibrator,” she says, and that blush is back when she pulls her head away from mine to look me in the eye.
“Your fingers, then.”
She still doesn’t answer me, so I share with her instead. “I can tell you that I had to fuck my fist twice, pretend it was you, before I could even try to fall asleep.”
Her arms break out in chills, all those little hairs standing on end, and I love that she’s affected by me, too.
“I may have taken an extra long shower,” she concedes.
Can’t help my grin. “You and that fucking showerhead, huh? That’s my competition, then, is it?”
She ducks her chin, hiding behind her hair, and I pull her face back up to look at me. “Don’t be shy, gorgeous. I love seeing you all worked up like you were last night.” My eyes roam her frame, that shape of hers in this outfit that’s killing me. “I just regret that I didn’t get to finish you off myself.” Bite my lower lip, little growl comes out as I remember how ready she was, what else I wanna do to her. “I can’t wait to watch you fall apart for me.”
Her eyes fall to my lips and I step back, putting distance between us. Needing her to let me know she still wants more, that she’s not backtracking after what happened. I watch her from where I sit down on the couch across from her.
Goddess.
That’s the only word I can use to describe how I view her in this moment.
Well actually, here are some others.
Soft.
Warm.
Powerful.
Gorgeous.
Mine.
That last word sends a jolt of power, raw awareness, tinged with awe, through my entire body, and my dick twitches in response.
