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Thank you, Mister Rockycame from behind her.
Ella shook her head and shut the door. It wouldn’t be easy to break her, but it sure as hell would be fun.
I returned to Ella’s place after one in the morning, as I had the previous night. She’d avoided the clubhouse again, and I couldn’t stand not seeing her.
I knew I was playing a messed-up game that could get me arrested if she pressed charges, but I suspected she wouldn’t. And I honestly didn’t care if she did. Each time I was with her, I felt the draw, the all-powerful connection between us—thechemistry. We crackled and sparked like a raging bonfire, and I wanted to experience everything with her.
So I kneeled at her bedside and breathed in her natural scent. She was curled on her side, with her back facing me. If I slipped in behind her, I could spoon her. The idea made warmth explode in my chest, something that hadn’t happened with Irisah.
But getting in bed with Ella was a horrible idea. She’d surely wake up and scream, then the kid would too.
Instead, I brushed my lips against the top of Ella’s bare shoulder and lingered there, waiting to see if she’d stir. I rubbed my nose in her hair, testing the limits. And nothing, no movement at all, came from her. She slept like the dead, which was good for me.
I ever so lightly skimmed my fingers down her legs, then back up and over her juicy, round booty. I repeated the action but went down to her feet, marking a trail and memorizing her curves.
A soft moan eddied out of her.
I flattened my palm on her butt cheek and squeezed.
Another moan.
I rubbed my lips against her shoulder and licked her.
She sighed.
I was working myself up. A full, heavy feeling took root in my cock the more I messed with her. I hadn’t planned to get aroused while in her room, but there I was, growing hard. I flexed my hand to keep from touching myself. It didn’t help me block the urge to handle my dick… grab it and stroke it the way I remembered Ella would do.
My cock turned hard as a rock, straining against my zipper. The tension on my satiny skin was building, and only touching it would satisfy me… momentarilyof course. There was no substitute for fucking a warm, wet pussy.
My gaze raked over Ella’s ass. I could pound into her tight rosette, and it would feel fucking fantastic, but nothing else would compare to her pussy.
What I was about to do might have taken this game too far, but I couldn’t stop. Didn’t want to stop. I needed to come and wouldn’t deny myself.
Freeing my dick, I wrapped my hand around it and firmly pumped. Precum beaded on the tip, but I reeled in the desire to rub it all over my cock’s head. The added slickness would remind me of Ella’s wet pussy.
What the hell, a guy can dream.
As long as I didn’t wake her up, I could imagine I was rubbing the head of my dick at her opening. Imagine her on her back with her legs spread and her pussy wide open… ready for my throbbing cock to assault her.
It’d been a long fucking time since I was inside her. I was confident no one else she’d been with was as huge as me. Not even Tomcat.
It would be hot as fuck if Ella was on all fours, her ass reaching for the ceiling, her pussy swollen and dripping wet for me, and ready for my monster cock.
The sizzling image killed my restraint. I wrap my massive hand around my angry dick. He was as pissed as me. We wanted Sleeping Beauty more than our next breath.
I stood and plucked a wad of tissues off her nightstand to catch my release. I was doing this. Fucking jerking off in Sleeping Beauty’s room without her knowledge. Some might think I was pushing the line and was a vile pervert. They probably weren’t wrong. But I was past the point of no return, humming toward the finish line.
Intense, almost unbearable shocks—pleasurable shocks—from my cock’s head shot through my body.
My dick continued to swell. I was closer to coming.
There was no stopping me now.
The uncontrolled tension-building forced me to keep stroking, swirling, and thinking about the freaking shit I wanted to do to Ella.
My balls tightened up, and the area behind them was also tight. Even my damn back was tight. Everything was screaming tight, needing a release.
I could stop… if I really wanted to, but that would be insane. I needed to come. I needed to feel pleasure.
