Page 25 of Willows and Waterlilies

“He’s waiting with the flowers,” he plays along. “There’s no gentleman in here now, Ellie, just you, me, and my cock, which has been dying to slip inside of you since I left you at your office this morning.”

“Ooh, dirty-talking Elijah!” I gasp with joy. “I like him.”

“In that case, lie back, open those gorgeous legs, and let me see her,” he orders, making me giggle with giddy excitement. As soon as I do as he says, he begins stroking himself and simply stares at me for a moment or two. “Perfect!”

He moves toward the bed, as though he’s going to come and kiss me, but no sooner have I reached out for him, he smiles deviously, then drops down to lick me from one end to the other.Jesus, I’ve died and gone to oral heaven!

“Your pussy is addictive, Ellie, I couldn’t stop thinking about it all day!” I giggle while he continues with that talented tongue of his, building me up much too soon to be anywhere near cool. “Filling in mindless forms, and she’s there, in my head; meeting with clients, she’s there, taunting me with her wet lips; even while on the phone to Lucius Hastings, the devil himself, and she’s there, inviting me in.”

“Oh, God!” I moan as he brings me to a pinnacle that I cannot resist any longer. As I come in a rush, he moans against me, the vibrations of which cause me to shudder with more intensity.

“Now, you’re nice and ready for me, I want you to straddle me, but face the other way,” he says as he begins moving me up to sitting. My limbs feel like jelly, but I’m more than willing to do as he says; I know this is going to be a good ride.

He holds himself up as he lies into position, then moves his other hand to my hip to help lower me onto his awaiting hardness. I slide on top of him, circling when it begins to feel intense with how deep he reaches inside of me. Gentleman Elijah returns for a moment or two to let me acclimatize, but as soon as I begin moving, he works with me to build this up into something more deliciously urgent. His hands slide to my hips to help push me against him, his thumbs resting on my ass and his own pelvis thrusts up against me. I arch my back to feel the full impact of him. He cannot help reaching up around to my breasts as they bounce up and down.

“God, this image will haunt me tomorrow,” he says breathlessly, “and the feeling of your body around me…Jesus, Ellie!”

“You feel so deep,” I gasp, which only encourages him to move faster. His thumb reaches around to begin circling my clit, which almost immediately tips me over the edge with a none too subtle whimper from my lips.

“That’s it, baby, ride it, ride me!” he says through what sounds like clenched teeth. As soon as my climax comes to an end, he takes hold of my hips and flips us over so that I’m lying flat on the mattress while he’s riding me from behind. It’s so sudden, I gasp from the shock of it. At first, he goes hard and fast, but then he slows to circle around.Jesus, he’s trying to get me to come again!

“Elijah, I can’t…” I moan.

“Yes, you can, come with me this time!” he orders through a growl of a voice.

I’m no longer able to answer, just grip hold of the sheets while I let him take me on this ride to an explosion which I’m not sure I’ll survive. He builds up his thrusts again, and within moments, we both let go with a series of moans. So much so, I know I won’t be able to look my neighbors in the eye for a few weeks.

“Oh, my God, you’ve actually killed me!” I gasp as we finally disentangle ourselves and fall to the mattress, side by side, panting after all the exertion. “I’m going to have to start exercising or something.”

“You and me both,” he laughs softly, “but I’m happy to be your personal gym.”

“I can’t feel my legs, Elijah!” I giggle as he pulls me in closer to him. “And my vagina has officially passed out from shock.”

“She just needs training up a bit,” he says as he leans over to kiss me gently. “I could get used to this.”

“What? Sex?” I ask him with a silly grin on my face.

“That too, but no, I meant coming home to you,” he says with a breathtaking smile.

“God, how can I resist you, Mr Woods?”

“I’m not entirely sure, Miss Russo,” he says with a small frown of mock concern. “I’d certainly fall for me if I were you.”

“Don’t hurt me and I will give you all of me,” I tell him truthfully.

“That is the last thing I’m planning to do,” he says and kisses me gently. “But Iamplanning to take you out for dinner, so up!”

Elijah

I’ve taken Ellie to one of my favorite restaurants, one that is far away from the hustle and bustle of the trendier areas. It’s a little way beyond the city, but she’s more than worth the effort of driving out here. It has a much homier feel, and the food is to die for. Her reaction to the menu is precisely why I brought her here. She’s been staring at it for at least ten minutes and keeps telling me she cannot decide between all the amazing dishes on offer.

She lets me choose the wine and finally decides on a meal I recommend. We’ve eaten out a fair few times now, and I’m fast learning what she likes and what she doesn’t. She likes to eat, and I enjoy that about her. I remember Amanda would often only eat a few mouthfuls before feigning being full. I used to worry about her incessant need to keep her weight down, but she never listened to me. When she ended things, I gave up caring. The thought of Amanda has me taking a large gulp of wine, readying myself to tell Ellie about her. I sincerely hope she doesn’t take things the wrong way.

“So, I bumped into somebody today,” I begin, taking a breath before I drop the bombshell on her. “Her name is Amanda. She was the girl who I used to date in England.”

“You mean ‘the’ girl? The one who ‘cracked’ your heart?” she asks with concern written on her face, which makes me feel even worse. Perhaps I shouldn’t say about the drink and just not go.But you need answers, Elijah, it will only plague you if you don’t.

“The very same, having drinks with my sister,” I tell her in a tone of voice that confirms how weird that is.

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