“As long as you want,” I said, though I really had no idea. Who the fuck cared? I’d eat the chicken bone-dry and ice-cold if I hadto.
“Good,” she said. Then she took me by the hand, laced her fingers gently through mine, and led me upstairs to her room without anotherword.
She walked me there slowly, but when we got there and she turned to me, our clothes disappeared in a flurry. We were naked in her bed, and I was on top of her in seconds. My dick was rigid, aching, my body tense with the strain of holding back as she writhed beneath me, rubbing her body against mine, her hands straying over me. I felt restless, unhinged, totally undone by this unsated desire for her… the desire that had been building ever since I last fuckedher.
As I leaned down and skimmed my lips over her neck, the last few nights at the hotel flashed in my mind—my dick in my hand, masturbating in a frenzy to the thought of her… her long, white-blonde hair, her steel-gray eyes, her firm tits, her pretty pussy… her smooth, tanned skin against mine, and that sweet, heady smell of her… not knowing if I’d ever get to have heragain.
I was struggling,reallystruggling, to savor it and not blow it in a rush—Elle, wanting me in her bed again—as her hand slid down between us and grasped my cock, giving me a slow, tight stroke… as she spread her legs for me and I settled between her slenderthighs.
She hadn’t even kissed meyet.
She was breathing soft and fast against my face—and she was rolling a condom onto me with deft fingers. “Oh, God, I can’t waitanymore…”
I kissed her throat, licking my way up her neck to her ear. “What do you want, Elle?” I asked her, my voice tight andhoarse.
“I want you,” she said, and when I met her eyes, the storm in them was about to burst. “I want it hard. Give it to mehard…”
I kissed her then, deep, as I sank into her, and I gave it to her how she asked for it. Hard. Unrelenting. I didn’t even throw in any finger work or a hip roll, anything at all to get her there but straight-up pounding her clit and nailing her with my swollen dick. I pinned her hands down on either side of her head and fucked her while I kissed her, ravaging her mouth with mytongue.
Soon, both of us were panting so hard we couldn’t keep up the kissing. I had to let her hands go so I could brace myself and give it to her harder. The harder I fucked her, the louder and more appreciative her ragged cries got. She dug her nails into my ass as I pumped, pulling me intoher.
After a while, she slowed my pace with her hands and threw her ankles up on myshoulders.
“Don’t hold back, Seth,” she said, her voice a ragged gasp between the other sounds of helpless pleasure she was making. “Give it tome…”
I kept pounding her until her pussy squeezed the life out of me and she screamed in climax—and then I pounded her even harder. Faster again. The instant she started to come, it was like a trip-wire was pulled; I went off like a fucking cannon, blowing into her so hard… the lightning ripped through my body and my head smashed apart withstars.
* * *
Later that night,I was wrapped around Elle when she asked me, “When did this start for you? Was itHawaii?”
We were lying on a couch in the den just off her dining room, naked, wrapped up in a blanket. We’d just had sex again and I was spooning her, playing with her hair, running the long strands gently through my fingers. I wasn’t even sure if she was still awake until shespoke.
“No,” I confessed. “I thought about it long before that.” I hesitated, then added, “I always thought aboutyou.”
“Always?” She rolled onto her back to look at me. There was a fire burning in the fireplace and candles were lit all over the dining room table from our dinner; the firelight flickered over her face, making her look timeless, ageless, golden. “Backthen?”
“Yeah,” I said. “Back then.” Because I’d be fucking lying if I said the thought of pounding her pussy was a new concept tome.
She was silent for a long moment as she just stared back at me. Then: “Why didn’t you tellme?”
“Because… you had that rule about not getting involved with the guys in the band,” I said, still playing with the ends of her hair, like soft-spun white-gold. “Zane warned me about it before he even introduced me to you. So I always had that in my mind. Didn’t want to fuck things up, or disrespect you. Had a lot of respect for you. For all ofyou.”
“Well… thanks, I guess,” she said, all sarcasm. But she smiled a little, and Elle’s smiles, these days, were far more rare thangold.
“But Jesse got around your rule,” Isaid.
Her smile faded. “Yeah.”
“You regretthat?”
“No.”
“You still have feelings for him?” I didn’t even want to ask, but I knew I hadto.
Because I knew I had feelings forher.
And ever since our conversation on the beach in Kauai, I’d been wondering. Ever since we’d first fucked, I’d been dying to know, not only where I really stood with her, but where Jessestood.
