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Trust him. For some crazy reason, he was the only person I trusted. “I do.”

He caressed my skin as I sat straddling him. I was right about his hands. They were rough, and calloused, but he had a gentle touch. Exactly what my body needed. Dean’s hand found my waistband and slid under my panties. I felt his fingers working my clit in circular motions. I was so wet, sliding against his fingers with waves of ecstasy. I gasped and anxiously looked around, hoping no one was near us.

He could sense it and reassured me, “No one is here, Elly. It’s just us. You and me.” Nodding, I bit down on my trembling lip. “Lean back a little bit.”

As I did, Dean picked up his pace, then slipped his fingers inside me, pressing his fingers toward my belly. I closed my eyes and my body quaked. As he ran his fingers through my pubic hair, our eyes met again. Dean smiled and said, “You’re beautiful, Eliana.” I could feel my face getting warm as I blushed.

My arms were wrapped around his neck. My knees hurt slightly but it was dulled out by the anticipation and chills my body was feeling. His hand moved to grip me as I let out a little whimper. Then my breath hitched and he stopped moving. “Look at me, Elly.” I looked down at him and he said, “Kiss me.” Everything he said and did was so damn intoxicating. He was touching me but somehow, I felt like I was in control.

Leaning down, I kissed him, as he pushed his fingers further inside and started working me faster and faster. Before I knew it, my body was moving with his rhythm, grinding down to meet his hand. “That’s right, baby. Fuck my fingers with this beautiful pussy.”

Oh my god. Dean has such a dirty mouth. His fingers curled inside me, hitting a spot that felt like it was too much. My mind didn’t know what to do with how my body was reacting. Dean said, “No one can hear you behind this waterfall, Elly. I want you to let go. Let your cream drip down my fingers. Give me something to taste.”

“Oh god. Dean… I can’t handle this. It’s too much. It feels…”

“You’re trembling, Eliana. Feel it. Don’t stop it. This is how you should always feel. Look at me.”

We looked into each other’s eyes as he worked me. I held out as long as I could before my body started to convulse. My head tilted back. “Dean! Oh my god….” The orgasm racked through my body. I wanted to collapse. My legs shook, my chest shook, and my breath left me.

Leaning back, Dean pulled his fingers out and held them up. “This is beautiful,” he said. My mouth opened in shock as I watched him lick his fingers clean, before teasing me with a smirk. “I wasn’t kidding, Elly. I wanted something to taste.” When he was done, he pulled me in for a kiss. Tasting myself on his lips made me want him even more. To think, I never thought we would even kiss.

Sliding off him, I pulled myself together and sat with my head leaning back against the stone wall. I was so fucked because for the first time, I wanted someone to take my virginity… and it was my boss. I couldn’t help it. I wanted him so bad.

Dean looked over at me and said, “Are you okay?”

Laughing, I glanced at him. “Am I okay…? Yes, I’m more than okay. Are you...? Don’t you need to…get off?”

He smiled. “I can do that later. This was about you.” Dean was remarkable. I didn’t know men like him existed. He didn’t feel real, but he was, and I wanted him again, but it was getting late. “That felt otherworldly, Dean. Thank you.”

He put his arm around me, pulling me close to him and kissed the top of my head. “How do you feel?”

Blushing, I got brave and said, “Like I want to do it again.”

We laughed and sat there for a minute before Dean said, “I should get you home and get home myself. Flora is watching Ada for me. I wanted to find you and apologize.”

“Oh, you apologized, alright.”

We kept stealing little smirking glances at each other while watching the stars until finally, Dean grabbed my hand to help lead us out.

When he dropped me off, I told him I’d see him on Monday. The nerves and anxiety slowly started to creep in as I thought about how things might change. I hoped he wouldn’t feel awkward, regret it, and act grumpy again, but I couldn’t think about that. When I was at his home, I had a job to do, so I reminded myself, Do your job, Elly.

Chapter 15

Dean

A few days had passed without Elly and I talking to each other. Work had flown by and it was a short day, which didn’t happen often and I was more than happy to come home early. We’d shared glances and accidental bump-ins in the morning, but not much else. It was difficult to have a conversation about us with Ada around, and we were busy.

Still, every thought I had was consumed with our walk at the waterfalls. I hadn’t told Elly I was coming home early. The house was quiet, so I snuck up to Ada’s room to check on her and found her napping. I quietly closed her bedroom door and wondered where Elly was.

As soft humming sound came from the laundry room. Slowly opening the door, I could see Elly was standing near the dryer, folding clothes. She was humming something that didn’t sound familiar. I watched her for a moment before knocking, making her jump. Keeping my voice low, I stifled a chuckle and said, “Hey. I’m sorry I’m always scaring you. I’m home early.”

She held her hand to her chest. “Dean… you’re gonna have to stop doing that. Between you and Flora, I don’t know who is worse,” she smirked.

“What were you humming?”

She laughed and said, “Oh! So This is Love. It’s a song from Cinderella.” Then she blushed and turned back to her folding.

Nervously, I approached her and stood behind her. Her smell was intoxicating. “You smell like a Heaven. What is that?”