lower. She won’t test my boundaries without asking. I’ve never met another woman like her.
I move her hand down to my abs. I keep my hand on top of hers as I move it around. It feels good. Somehow this seems okay, like I’m the one in control. I wonder if—
We have the same idea at the same time. “Could we try it like this?” she asks, glancing lower.
I shrug.
“You can stop me any time.”
I think about it. “We can try.”
She takes my boxers off, careful to only touch the fabric. Then she straddles me again, sitting on my thighs. “Show me.”
I cup her hand in mine and put it on my dick. It’s such a foreign feeling. My eyes close, and he’s here, telling me how much I like it because I get hard. Because I come. My heart races and bile burns my throat. I swallow over and over, trying to push him away. “No!”
Suddenly, I’m alone on the bed. My eyes fly open to see Ella next to me. Tears coat her lashes.
“I’m not going to do it,” I say.
She moves for the edge of the bed. “You don’t have to.”
I grab her arm and pull her back. “That’s not what I meant. I meant I’m not going to let him ruin this for me.” She looks hesitant as I guide her back on top of me. “I want this, El. You have no idea how much.”
I put her hand back on me. I’m completely soft, so I rub up and down, her hand under mine, like how we did it in Florida, only in reverse. So many emotions bombard me. The feel of her hand is amazing and terrifying at the same time.
I focus on our hands, mine rough with calluses, hers as soft and smooth as the finest silk. Then her breasts, her face. I get hard again. She smiles and bites her lip when I grow in her hand.
It’s sick and twisted to have to do it like this, but at the same time, her hand is on me, and I never thought this could happen.
She puts my other hand on her breast. Oh, yeah. That makes it even better.
“You feel so good,” she says.
I love her sultry sex voice. “So do you.”
My balls tighten. Her hand moves faster. I make sure not to lose my grip on her, as I don’t know what would happen. I try hard not to close my eyes. I focus on her. She’s doing this to me. Ella.
I shout as come spurts across her chest. Our hands fall away. She gets on all fours and hovers over me, giving me a smug little grin.
“Don’t get cocky,” I say, as she lies on top of me, smushing jizz between us. I chuckle. “Now I need a shower.”
“Me, too. Let’s take one together.” I’m hesitant, so she adds, “I’ll use the loofah. It’ll be okay.”
“You’re kind of bossy.” She looks taken aback. I pull her closer. “But I fucking like it.” I lean up and kiss her. “I like it a lot.”
Confident again, she hops off the bed, leading the way to the bathroom. And suddenly, I get the feeling I’d follow this woman anywhere.
Chapter Forty
Ella
I’m hot. I go to take the covers off and realize I’m trapped. Liam’s arm is around me, and he’s spooning me. I hold still, wanting to keep the connection as long as possible.
Last night was incredible. It felt like a real date, with real intimacy, and a real sleepover. I know he said no promises, but the way he looked at me in bed after our shower, it sure as heck felt like one.
He shifts behind me and inhales deeply. Is he smelling my hair?
“I know you’re awake,” he says.
“I was just enjoying lying here.”
He chuckles. “It’s new for me, too. But it’s nice.”
“I’m glad you think so. Not to scare you off, but you do realize this is the second time you’ve slept over.”
“Kicking me out already, Mrs. Campbell?”
My insides flutter. “Hardly.”
He quickly pins me beneath him. He circles my wrists with his long fingers, locking my hands to the bed. I can feel his erection. “How can you be so different from every other girl?”
“I don’t think I am. Maybe I’m just different from the girls you’ve been with.”
“It’s not that. You’re different, El.”
“As long as it’s a good thing.”
His lips almost touch mine. “It’s a great thing.”
He kisses me. All sorts of feelings course through me. I want this. I want