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I rub my pinky against his shaft while swiping my thumb over the head and it hardens in my grasp.
“Jesus.” He rakes his top teeth over his bottom lip as he watches me stroke him. It’s so hard I can feel his blood pumping in my hand. “Fuck, fuck,fuck.”
I stroke faster, and lean in, bringing my face so close I feel his breath hot on my lips, and when his breathing grows labored, and his legs clench, I stop cold, and slide off his lap.
“What are you doing?” he puffs out, pupils wide.
I reach for the door handle and hop out, bending down to pick up all of the papers I dropped on the floor of the cab. “Call it payback for all the blue balls you left me with that I not once satisfied.”
I slam the car door and storm across the driveway. A couple hours of blue balls is nothing to the ones I’d had the past two years. Do I want him? Shit yes. But it won’t kill him to get a taste of his own medicine for a little bit.
Chapter 18
Cruz
“What do you think for dinner?” Ellery asks when I finally make it through the front door a few minutes later. Her voice is light and airy, as if she didn’t just stroke me to the brink of climax, then left me hanging.
“I don’t care,” I bite back. My hard on has gone down, but my dick still aches. “Just gonna head up to the shower and give my balls some relief.”
Shit, I sound like Jake now.
“Okay,” she shoots me a sickening sweet smile. “You go ahead and take care of that, and I’ll order.”
I storm up the stairs, preferring that she take care of it for me, but I meant what I said. I wouldn’t push her to do anything she didn’t want to do. I wouldn’t cross that line with Ellery unless she gave me a sign she was ready, and she wasn’t yet, clearly.
What just happened in the Jeep…that wasn’t about us. It was about what we’d done today.
It must have been hard for her to look at her father’s files. I’m sure it brought up a bunch of emotions and if she needed to use me to work through whatever she was feeling, then she could. But the whole sex with other girls comment? That didn’t make sense. Ellery was spinning and I needed to be there for her, no matter what came out of her mouth.
Honestly, I didn’t mind letting Ellery use me. Watching her ride my face last night, taking what she wanted…fuck, it was hot. Watching those delicious tits bounce as she wiggled her hips back and forth…my god. It was like porn, only better because shewas the star I was getting to taste.
Feeling my dick getting hard again, I peel out of my clothes, turn on the shower, and put the water all the way to hot. Once the steam builds up, I adjust it to a more reasonable temperature, then step into the stall.
When I’m done lathering off, I’m so hard I have to jerk off to give me some fucking relief. With the feeling of her hand wrapped around my cock still lingering, and the memory of last night fresh in my mind, I come in under a minute.
Throwing my hand to the wall of the shower, I look down, watching as I paint the glass with ropes of my cum as the water pounds down on my back, rinsing my body clean.
Shit that girl is going to be the death of me. It’s bad enough I won’t ever be able to have sex with anyone else because I will always be comparing them to her, but now she also owns me when I masturbate. Is there any part of me that’s safe from Ellery Magnolia Butler?
A resounding no slams into me at the same time the idea of having sex with anyone makes my body revolt. I don’t want anyone else. I want her. I’ve always wanted her. And it pisses me off that I can’t have her.
Turning the shower off, I push the door open and step out to grab my towel. When I see it’s not on the countertop, I look down to check if perhaps it fell and hear a throat clearing. “Looking for this?”
I flick my eyes up and see Ellery leaning against the door, swinging my towel in her hand, just like she would do that summer.
My heart slams once, hard against my ribs, then I clear my own throat and step onto the mat confidently. Running both hands over my head, I exacerbate my stretch to give her a good look.
There wasn’t much light when we skinny dipped the night ofFourth of July, and the times we have played our little game of touch, but no fuck, she’s gotten a bit of a look, sure. But I haven’t been completely naked in front of her yet. Not like she had been in front of me last night, and I’m curious to know what she thinks.
Coach has us on an aggressive regimen for strength and stamina and with my natural pitcher’s build, every muscle I had at eighteen is now refined at nearly twenty-one. I know I am in good shape, and when she drags her eyes down my body, then back up, I can tell she likes what she sees.
“Everything come out okay?” Her voice is full of heat and it makes my scalp tingle.
“Sure did,” I smile smugly while wicking water from one arm, then the other. “Can I have that towel?”
She closes the space between us and I grab the towel out of her hand, rubbing it over my head, then down my chest. “It came out hard, and fast as a matter of fact.”
Her eyes flick to mine and the sexual tension between us is so thick you could cut it with a knife. “So you don’t need any help?”
