“Jon!” I gasp, loving the way he fills me up.
He leans on the wall, his fingers digging into my ass cheeks. Our eyes meet, and I see the message in his. I hear it as plainly as if he’d said the words.
Use me.
I don’t know how he knows what I need, but I won’t question it. I begin to move, slowly circling my hips as I grind on him.
“Fuck, Ellen.”
His eyes close, head falling back and exposing his neck. I take advantage, licking the skin before sucking on the spot where I feel his pulse beating beneath my tongue. His pulse.
The sign of life.
I still have one, too, and I’m going to make the most of it. My legs tighten around him and I ride him with reckless abandon. He helps me, the hands on my ass guiding me up and down. I sink my nails into his shoulders, moaning each time I take him deep. There are no words. We don’t need them. Not now.
Jon raises a leg, planting it on the side of the bath, giving my body support. With each down motion, my ass connects with his thigh. I press my lips to his, wondering what I ever did to deserve this man. With the turn of every corner, he shows me he’s here for me, physically, emotionally.
It’s too much.
His tongue sweeps into my mouth, his moan going straight to my core. My muscles clench, gripping him tightly. I pull back, fighting to keep my eyes open as my climax roars through me. His are closed, bottom lip between his teeth, pleasure written on his face. As I shake against him, he takes over, thrusting into me until he joins me, burying his face in my neck. I hold him close, feeling him pulse inside me. My muscles contract involuntarily, ripping a groan from him.
I don’t know how long we held each other like that, but when he sets me on my feet, I feel his cum sliding down my inner thighs. He grabs the soap, cleaning us both before turning off the water. I allow him to dry me off, watching each loving movement of his hands. I wrap another towel around my hair, a little disappointed when he uses one to cover his erection. I change into a nightgown, towel-dry my hair, and find him waiting for me in bed. Climbing in next to him, I burrow myself into his side, troubles temporarily forgotten. His arm curls around my shoulders when I lay my head on his chest.
Nowthisis a comforter.
***Einstein***
It’s been three days. Darren said he’d try to expedite the test results, so I decided we should stay close. I put in for some vacation time, and luckily they could find someone to take my shifts. Ellen doesn’t know, but I also gave my two weeks’ notice. No matter what direction those test results take us in, I’m going to be here for her. I can manage on my earnings from the club until I get the office up and running. Right now, Ellen is the most important thing. I need to concentrate on her.
Keeping this from her family isn’t easy. They think we’re on a romantic getaway, and when Gage and Chopper find out, they’ll be livid. The prez has been on alert since the incident with Chopper. Tek didn’t find anything on the traffic cameras, as there were none in the area where the incident took place. Since nothing else has happened, Gage has pretty much left me and Ellen to our own devices. With them already being so tense, I don’t know how they’ll react.
Ellen’s been moping around the hotel room the entire time, except for when she calls Mikey, or when we make love. She seems to be using sex as a means to escape reality. I’d rather she dealt with what’s happening, but I won’t deny her; if she wants to use it as a coping mechanism, then I’ll oblige. At this very moment, her naked body is pressed against me, head on my chest, arm and leg thrown over me. My fingers are sliding lazily up and down her arm.
If it weren’t for the dark cloud looming above us, I’d be the happiest man in the world. I told her I’m giving her my patch and I meant it. When the time comes, I only hope she accepts it.
“Jon?” she says quietly, her fingers tracing odd shapes on my stomach.
“Yeah, babe?”
“How come you’ve never had an old lady?”
“I know what you’re thinking. I’d already decided to make you mine. This has nothing to do with it.”
“I know.” She sighs in resignation. “I just don’t want you to make a mistake.”
“My only mistake was not doing it sooner. Don’t get it twisted, Ellen. Eddie may have had you first, but there’s no doubt in my mind that you were born to be mine.”
She raises her head to stare up at me, a small smile cracking her lips. My heart constricts at the sight. It’s the first one I’ve seen in days.
“Is that so?”
“Yes, ma’am. I guess I should be thankful you wanted to get in my pants.”
“Whatever.” She giggles, continuing in a haughty voice, “You were just one of many I was considering.”
“Is that so?” I mock her. She playfully swats my chest. “I think we should both be grateful to Raven. She’s the one who steered you in my direction.”
“True. That girl is wise beyond her years.”