“No, I was doing a plunge. Like you do.”
I could see the worry on his face now, the concern seeping through him. I reached a hand up to his face. “I’m not drowning. Little insulted you think so little of me.”
I remembered him saying those words, and I watched his face relax a little. “Well, you were just floating an inch below the water. I didn’t take you for the type to creep out at the crack ass of dawn to do this.”
I moved my hand back to his chest, feeling his heart racing. “How did you even know I was out here?”
“I heard you leave. You aren’t as quiet as you think.”
I stared into his eyes, taking in the deep green. I took in the way his eyebrows wrinkled together, leaving lines. I leaned against him, feeling a little warmth in his arms. “Who knew you cared so much?”
“I care,” he said, his eyes looking down at my lips. “I care a lot.”
I swallowed, reaching my hands up and running my finger along his lips. I felt something stir in me, aching for him to touch me. “I miss these.” The words came out without me thinking. His eyebrows went up slightly, my finger moving to the corner of his mouth.
He moved his head closer, his eyes darkening. “I miss yours as well.”
“They should meet.” I stare, softly smirking. “After all, it’s cold, and they should be warmed up.”
He dipped his head down, his lips pressing against mine softly. It was a graze and not what I wanted. I hooked my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. His lips pressed hard, the kiss turning rougher as I felt heat course through my entire body.
I moaned softly, moving my legs and hooking them around his waist. I quickly found that Westley was rock hard against me. His jaw clenched together, and I watched him inhale as I moved my hips slowly, grinding against him. The friction was small but enough to feel that sensation building.
“Fuck,” Westley groaned, his teeth ground together as he tilted his head back. “That feels good.”
I felt my heart flutter, running a finger down his chest. I took in each of his muscles, trailing my nail lightly over his skin. My finger slid under the water, going over his abs. I got to the top of his jeans and undid the button.
Westley’s eyes slammed to me as I unzipped his pants, not breaking my eyes away from him. “Ella?” he said my namein a warning, his eyes looking at me with blazing fire. “If you do that… I will not be able to contain myself.”
I slid my hand underneath the band of his boxers, finding him thick and stone-like. I watched his jaw clench hard, his nostrils flared as I stroked my hand over his cock. I didn’t want to think about anything more. I just wondered, for once, what to do, what to feel.
“Jesus, you…” I felt his hand on my ass tighten. His fingers could easily leave prints. “Fuck me. Gabriella.”
“Do you want me, Westley?” The words spilled out, like I couldn’t deny this feeling. I’d been fighting it for so long, and I was tired.
“You have no idea,” he whispered. “You have no idea how badly I have wanted you lately. I have been trying so hard to behave.”
I tightened my fingers around him, sliding up and down his shaft roughly. His breath shifted, and his head leaned forward, pressing against my collarbone. “Fuck, Ella. Shit, if you don’t stop, I’m going to bust in your hand.”
I couldn’t help but smile, loving the way he said my nickname. “Does it feel that good?”
“You have no idea. Better than I could have imagined.”
I moved my hand to the tip of him, slowly riding on him, while I rolled my finger on his tip. I could feel his muscles tighten, his breath catching, and I knew he was close.
I felt Westley pull me up, my hands ripping from their hold. My eyes widened as he placed them on his shoulders. “I am not coming in your hands,” he growled.
My eyebrows went up. “Why not? You were enjoying it.”
He scoffed. “Why in the world would I do that, when I could be ramming my cock in you and find my release there?”
My stomach flipped at the thought. His hand reached up, his thumb rubbing over my bottom lip. “That is, if you want that as well.”
I felt every nerve was on fire, my mind only wanting one thing. Him.
I licked my lip, my tongue going over his thumb. His eyes narrowed on me, and I could see that animal lust.
I nodded. “More than you even know.” I wanted him deep in me, making me come so hard that I forget about all my problems.
