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Of course, I had the rent money I’d been taking from her for two years, which I had always intended to give to her. But before I gave that to her, I wanted to talk to Brent about Elle coming home with us. I’d been thinking about it for some time and despite never pushing our relationship to the next level, I’d always thought of Elle as mine and I was ready to claim her as such. Until uni, I had been living with my father. Brent shared a flat with four other employees of my father’s and hated it. We had agreed that after we graduated, we would find a place together and I was sure that he wouldn’t mind Elle coming too. He’d lived with her for three years already, surely he was used to it by now? I wanted to ask Hayden too, being the best and only real friend I’d ever had, except Brent, who was literally hired to be my friend. I wanted to offer him a job but I know he wasn’t really interested in involving himself with Daos and he didn’t really want to move back to the city.
“You wanna hear something pathetic?” Elle sniffed, flipping to her back. I nodded, gently stroking a ribbon of hair behind her ear. “When I was like seven or eight years old, I found my mum and dad’s wedding video. I played it over, and over, and over again. It was surreal, they were all happy and giggly.” She screwed her face up. “And they were completely loved up and I had never seen them like that. They had their first dance to I Just Can’t Help Falling in Love by Elvis Presley. I have never known my parents to listen to music, so I have no idea how or why they chose that song. But I used to have this kind of fantasy that one day they’d have, like, an anniversary party or something and I’d surprise them by singing their song, and they’d be all happy again, and they’d cry, and they’d hug me. But the truth is, they’d just stare at me uncomfortably and wonder what they did wrong.”
She looked up at me through those thick lashes, a rare vulnerability in her eyes and plump lips just parted. I wanted her. Nothing had ever happened between us; I’d kept my promise to myself to keep it platonic and not to take things further. But now, in this moment, I saw it in the dilation of her pupils, the exaggerated rise and fall of her chest, and the way she stared at my lips, she wanted me to kiss her. I didn’t need her to say it but I wanted her to, I wanted her to say the words. I leant down to her, until my lips hovered over hers and her little intake of breath made my cock twitch.
“Tell me what you want, Elle. What do you need?” My hands curled into fists to stop myself from touching her before she’s given me what I want.
“I just want to be loved for who I am,” her whisper pushed her breath out against my lips and her words stabbed me in the chest.
“Jesus, Elle. You’re killing me.” I reach to gently stroke her hair at her temple.
“Lance…”
“Yeah?”
“Kiss me.”
She didn’t actually give me a chance to make the first move as she reached up to cup the back of my neck, pulling me to her. But that’s the only control I allowed her. Pressing my lips to hers in a bruising kiss, I rolled until my body covered her. Her legsfell open so I could nestle my hips between them and her little moan as I rubbed my rapidly hardening cock against her core spurred me on. I traced her plump lower lip with my tongue and she opened for me. I took no prisoners, sweeping my tongue into her mouth, I showed her how I wanted to lavish every inch of her. She tugged at my t-shirt, pushing it up in silent command and I pulled away from her long enough only to kneel and rip the garment over my head. As I did, she sat up to fumble with my belt buckle, she managed to have it unclasped by the time my lips found hers again.
My hand roamed up her leg, pushing her little green dress up to gather at her hips and my heart pound against my chest at the anticipation of it all. I was finally making Elle mine, I would finally taste her, finally feel her come apart around my cock and I had to steady myself, taking a few deep breaths to make sure I didn’t waste a single second of this. I pulled back from her lips to look down at her sweet, lace covered pussy. I was just moving to trace a finger along her slit over her underwear when the door burst open.
10
LANCE
“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” The amusement in Hayden’s voice made me want to break his pretty face.
“Get out,” I growled, lowering my body back over Elle to shield her from his eyes.
“That’s no fun.” I wasn’t looking at him, but I could hear his pout.
“Hayden,” I warned.
I heard him plop into the desk chair. “Don’t stop on my account.”
“Are you fucking serious?” I finally turned to look at him and his eyes locked onto mine, humour was replaced with something that seared into me and headed straight for my dick.
I was off kilter, which is why it was so easy for Elle to hook her leg over mine and roll me to my back with a giggle. “What’s the matter Lancelot, never fucked with an audience before?” She taunted with a seductive rasp.
Jesus Christ. “Er…”
“What are you worried about, Lance? That I’ll shoot my load looking at you? Or that you’ll enjoy it if I do?” Hayden’s voice was low and huskier than usual. I looked at him as Elle straddled my hips, rocking herself against me.
“Fuck…” was the only response I could vocalise. Her rubbing against my cock while my best friend watched was doing things to me. I knew if I started thinking about it too much, I’d get in my head and ruin the moment, so I decided to just go with it.
Elle pulled her dress up and over her head so her sweet, tight little body clad only in black lace over her tits and pussy, was on display. She leant down and kissed me, deep and punishing while my hands slid up her bare thighs and over her hips to her waist. I was painfully hard, my cock straining against the fabric of my jeans. I couldn’t help the moan that escaped me as she startedtrailing kisses along my jaw and down my neck. Her hair trailed after her on her journey down my body and tickled at my skin. My eyes snapped up to see Hayden watching her as she flicked her tongue over my nipple and nipped at my pecs. His eyes were hooded as he rubbed himself through his black jeans, I watched his hand stroking along his length and my need for friction against my own cock was nearly tearing me apart.
Elle reached the point where my abdomen disappeared beneath the waist band of my jeans, she unbuttoned them and lowered the zip. I helped her by lifting my hips so she could tug my jeans and boxers down my thighs, my erection bobbed as I settled back down on the bed, and I swore I could hear Hayden groaning. My attention was taken entirely by Elle as her tongue darted out to lick the underside of the head of my cock. Her eyes rolled up to meet mine as she wrapped her lips around me and sucked me down until I hit the back of her throat. My head pushed back into the pillow, my neck arching, the tendons straining beneath my skin. She was fucking perfect, gliding up my shaft and rolling her tongue over my tip before swallowing me down again.
I was lost in euphoria, sweat coating my back and a tingling in my spine. I’d waited three years for her, for this, and it was worth every fucking second. I was snapped out of my thoughts when Elle let out a squeal around my cock and my eyes opened to find that her arse was in the air and Hayden’s head was between her legs. That fucker couldn’t let me have her to myself.
She released me from her mouth taking shallow little breaths as she rocked herself into him. “Fuck Hayden, you sure know how to distract a girl.”
He stood straight, showing that he was now shirtless and his lips glistening with Elle’s arousal. “What’s the matter baby? Never had a three-way before?” He threw her earlier taunt back at her, giving me a wink as he did. Arsehole.
She turned to him with a mischievous smirk. “Sure I have, just not with two guys.”
He grunted, throwing his head back to the ceiling. “Fuck baby, now I’ve got pictures of you eating pussy running through my head.” He climbed onto the bed so his knees straddled my legs, his groin nestled against Elle’s arse.
