The Forever of Ella and Micha - By Jessica Sorensen Page 0,11
strands of her auburn hair out her face. “No, I miss everything. Your laugh, your smile, the way you pretend to be mad at me when really you think I’m funny.” I kiss her cheek softly. “I miss the way you taste.” I press my lips to her jawline and her neck arches. “The way you smell.” I suck on her neck, rolling my tongue along her skin as my hand glides up her thigh and to the edge of her panties. “The way you feel.” I slip my fingers inside her and a moan falters her lips as her body bows up.
“Micha…” Her eyes get lost as I feel her the way I’ve wanted to for the last month.
“Yeah, I miss that too,” I say and reconnect my lips with hers.
Ella
I didn’t realize how much I missed him until now. His fingers continue to feel me as his tongue strokes the inside of my mouth. I breathe out his name, moaning as I lose control of my body and mind, with my fingertips digging into his shoulder blades.
After I regain myself, I peel off my skirt and lie back on the bed, ready for more. He gets out of his jeans and boxers and reaches for his wallet to get a condom.
I grasp his hand, halting him, and rub my finger along the infinity tattoo on his arm. “You don’t need one.”
He cocks an eyebrow, looking at me like I’m crazy. “Yeah, Ella… I don’t think—”
I cover his mouth with my hand. “No. Not because of that. You don’t need one because I’m on the Pill.”
When I lower my hand from his lips, he doesn’t look happy, which I didn’t expect.
“Why did you go on the Pill?” he wonders. “We barely see each other.”
I pinch his nipple and he flinches, laughing. “Thanks for the accusation, but I think it’s pretty self-explanatory, since the last time we had sex, things got a little too heavy and you almost forgot to put one on.”
“Yeah, good point.” He conceals his body over mine, thinking about something that seems to entertain him.
“Why do you have that look on your face?” I sketch my fingers up and down his back.
He sucks his lip ring between his teeth and then a smile breaks through. “It’s nothing.”
“It’s something. You have this goofy grin on your face, so just tell me.”
“Trust me. You don’t want to know.”
“Fine.” I tighten my legs together, so he can’t get any closer.
“So that’s the way it’s going to be?” He grins wickedly, then pins my arms above my head and dips his lips beside my ear. “I was thinking about how nice it was going to feel inside you without a condom on.”
I shake my head, but let my legs fall open and I collide my lips into his. Keeping my arms trapped, he nips my bottom lip with his teeth as he thrusts inside me and my entire body ignites with ecstasy.
He shuts his eyes and inhales deeply through his nose. “Fuck, Ella…” His eyes open and he rocks in me.
Sweat beads our skin as our bodies conform together. Cupping the back of his head, I pull his lips against mine, take his lip ring into my mouth, and explore it with the tip of my tongue. My legs squeeze around his hips as he keeps pumping inside me and I let out a blissful moan. My head tips back as I lose it again and Micha begins to slow down until he finally stills.
We’re panting and heat radiates off our bodies. He brushes my hair away from my damp forehead and looks me in the eyes. It feels like there’s something he wants to say, something meaningful, but instead he just kisses my forehead and grins. “Ten more minutes and I’m back in the game.”
Two hours later, we are fully dressed again and driving to the club to catch up with Lila and the band. It’s after midnight, but the town is alive. Cars line the road, people walk up the sidewalks, and lights shine against the night.
After Micha begged me for five minutes straight to let him drive, I finally surrendered and handed over the keys, but only after he swore not to drive like a crazy person.
He throttles the gas anyway and rips the tires against the asphalt as he floors the car onto the main road.
“You promised.” I stab a finger at him. “Behave.”
“This thing’s weak,” he says, pleased. “What’s it got under the hood?”