Chapter Twenty Ellie
After last night, there is no way I should be this needy, but it’s like being as swollen and sore as I am, only serve to make every part of me more sensitive.
I’m back to kissing him, and dropping my knees in instant submission for DJ to slide in like the missing piece of me.
I shouldn’t have another orgasm in me.
I think the last few days have filled the quota of at least one lifetime if not three, but hell if I’m going to inform him of that. With him holding my wrists in one of his hands, and the other cupped on my neck to watch his thick dick sink in, I fight the instant response of my eyes rolling in the back of my head.
“I said watch, Dove,” DJ groans with a vicious snap of his pelvis. Burrowing inside me with a grind of my clit. This time there is no pull back. No tease or edge. No apology either as I shamelessly and instantly convulse around him.
My eyes may be directed between our
Chapter DJ The way the last few days had been.......I could tell something was upsetting my Dove, just not what that something was.Honestly, I’d never been in a more perfect arrangement, and I felt like she was right there with me until the following morning when I saw those gears in her head turning.While I could only imagine how much she hurt, given how rough I’d been, I know Leela is by far the most conscious of our masseurs.The fact that Ellie’s about to cry halfway through, makes me regret pushing her so far, so fast.I’m all too familiar with those hazel eyes of hers being so sad and distant. Regardless of her never voicing her limits, there was no misreading the upset or pull back in her expressions.Ellie never did have a handle on showing her emotions. Only on how or where she’d express them openly. It’s not like she was a drama queen or a cry baby. When those tears did spill over, it
Chapter Twenty Ellie After last night, there is no way I should be this needy, but it’s like being as swollen and sore as I am, only serve to make every part of me more sensitive.I’m back to kissing him, and dropping my knees in instant submission for DJ to slide in like the missing piece of me.I shouldn’t have another orgasm in me.I think the last few days have filled the quota of at least one lifetime if not three, but hell if I’m going to inform him of that. With him holding my wrists in one of his hands, and the other cupped on my neck to watch his thick dick sink in, I fight the instant response of my eyes rolling in the back of my head.“I said watch, Dove,” DJ groans with a vicious snap of his pelvis. Burrowing inside me with a grind of my clit. This time there is no pull back. No tease or edge. No apology either as I shamelessly and instantly convulse around him.My eyes may be directed between our
EllieCome morning, I don’t want to move. I know I’d scheduled properties to look at, and I can’t truly complain about my screaming muscles. It’s that good kind of pain. The feeling of accomplishment that lazily dissipates with a good stretch or gentle rub.“Time to wake up, Dove,” hell if the feeling of every muscle being reverted to a pile of magical pudding isn’t reward enough, waking up to his face is. I turn, in the twisted covers, unwittinglingly burritoing myself in the softest sheets I’ve ever felt to look up at him.There’s no complaint about him pulling me out of the deep slumber.After all, no dream can match the reality I’m experiencing at this moment. The fresh hunger in his bright eyes can’t be ignored either. The blush I let out when his hand gets tangled in my hair is opposite to my abused core leaking with a simple glance.&ldquo
Chapter Eighteen: Ellie“Word of mouth is everything in small communities like these,” I try to stay on topic, but ultimately fail with him promising to put some numbers and stats together based on his properties in the area.Proving his prowess as a businessman as much as his predator instincts given the fact that by the time we get back to the hotel, my mind isn’t on work in the least.“How are you feeling,” Dom asks when we pull into the resort. He’s checked in a few times throughout the day. Making the subject matter obvious with a brush in those still starving places.I am sore, and he’s right, there is ‘a lot’ of him, no matter where I put my attention. I can’t remember the last time anyone was this considerate. At least, in a dating sense. Then again, we aren’t dating, are we?“You are thinking very hard over there, Dove,” DJ’s
Chapter Seventeen: EllieThe drive is again, leisurely and pleasant. I may have just found the concoction that allows me to rule the world, with how comfortable I am.Generally, allergy meds make me sleepy, but the natural concoction of remedies for allergies, motion sickness, gas and acid reflux that D gave me, I’m on top of the world again.Finally understanding the desire to kick up my feet on the dashboard and not be in a rush to get anywhere.Like the night we met, the conversation is just too easy. Light, flowing, funny, and charming. That same feeling of knowing him forever, or just letting myself fall into the chit-chat when he leads to a subject is utterly natural.Fun and flirty reach new bounds in my internal dictionary. It’s such a striking contrast to the more assertive side of him, but at the same time, he’s still that. Never letting a silence get too long or a topic too far off course.I feel lik
Chapter Sixteen:Ellie“Come here,” DJ calls when I’m finished brushing my teeth, and I walk to him still naked, every cell firing and colliding. There’s no way he could…….The obedience gets me hauled up against his iron chest, while my back is dropped to the fresh and clean sheets of his bed. On his knees at the foot of it, his tongue unleashes itself between my legs.The vibrating tongue ring back in place as he presses his huge tongue right between my folds and drives it in and out.My knees are tossed over either of his shoulders while he dives in and does as requested in a way that I didn’t know was possible. I’ve heard about getting tongue fucked, but have never felt it first hand.No telling if his tongue is actually that big, or I’m just so used and sensitive that anything and everything feels too good down there. His palm rather than his fingers grind my clit relentlessly while the low and still explosive vib