Page 15 of Thunder Thighs
"Pill," I panted unwilling and unable to halt the desire pulsing through my blood steam. "I'm on the pill. Please can you just…" I pulled him to my entrance, tilting my pelvis toward him. "Please-"
Gunnar slammed home, our bodies locking.
"Fuck." Gunnar bit out, thrusting again. "So good. So fucking good."
He pounded me on my breakfast bar, ripping my top down so my dress fell to below my breasts. He cupped them, lifting them to his hungry mouth, sucking each nipple, laving them with attention.
"I'm gonna-" my breath caught, my body tensing as I danced on the edge of an orgasm.
"Now," Gunnar ordered, thrusting hard. "Come for me, Ella." He dropped a hand, pressing a finger against my clit.
I screamed, falling into the orgasm, dying a million little deaths as pleasure overrode all other senses. The waves of clutching, delicious tension flowed through my body as I milked his cock. Distantly, I felt him cum, his heat adding to my enjoyment.
He held me tight, one hand lazily stroking my back as I returned to myself.
After a long moment, I pulled back a little, looking up into his smiling face.
"Good morning," his voice sounded husky, satisfaction etched itself across every inch of his body.
I took one look at his beautiful face and burst into tears. I'd been so convinced he'd left me, that this connection we had was one sided. Horrified by my reaction, I ducked my head, shifting to try and escape him.
"Hey, hey. Shhh," he lifted my chin, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "What's all this? Did I hurt you?"
"I thought you'd gone," I whispered, watching confusion cross his face. "You didn't leave a note."
He blinked, his arms tightening around me. "After last night you thought I'd just… leave?"
I shrugged, feeling suddenly vulnerable. I shifted backwards, pulling the straps of my dress up, covering my breasts. "I don't really know you, Gunnar. You could have been the type to wham, bam, thank you ma'am."
He sighed, rubbing a hand across his face. "True, we've been moving fast. Can't say I'm sorry, though." He stepped back, reaching one hand out to cup my cheek. "Ella, you're amazing. This thing between us… it's… special. Unique. I'm not leaving you. And if I was, I'd make damn sure to let you know where I'm going." He pulled me into his chest, holding me close. "I'm sorry I upset you."
I didn't say anything for a long moment, instead fighting to bring my emotions under control.
"Sorry," I scrubbed at my face, giving him a watery smile. "I just… you're right. What we have is different. I've never had this reaction to someone before."
"I know, baby." We stayed together for another few moments. I reveled in the feel of his strong arms holding me tight.
"Come on," he whispered. "Let's eat."
Chapter Six
Gunnar
The days blurred while I remained in Ella's town. I didn't spend all day with her, despite my best efforts. I ordered parts for the yacht and did general maintenance. I checked out the town, impressed by the number of tourists I saw floating about while remaining confused by the lack of local attractions available to take their money. Capricorn Cove was a weird mix of local creative stores selling their small goods and hardened fishermen salty as the sea. Sandwiched between two bigger cities, the town sat smack dab in the middle of some of the prettiest coast I'd ever seen. Considering the proximity to the cities, and the increasing tourist dollars, Ella's idea of expanding her offerings wasn't a bad one.
And neither was the idea I was considering as I watched another tourist try, unsuccessfully, to hire a boat.
"Hey," Ella waved from the dock. She held up a paper bag. "I brought lunch."
I wiped my hands on a rag, grinning at her. "Get that gorgeous ass over here."
She laughed, sashaying down the dock to my mooring. "Permission to come aboard, Captain?"
"Only if you pay the charge."
She giggled, springing across the small gap to the deck, immediately raising on tip-toe as I pulled her close, my mouth descending on hers.
"Hi," she whispered, pulling back from the kiss, her cheeks flushed.
