by Tia Siren
“Ella,” Will said, answering. “What a nice surprise.”
“Hi, Will,” I replied happily. “How are you today? Still feeling good?”
He chuckled. “I am. I had a really good meeting this morning.”
“Good,” I replied. “I was just calling to make sure you didn’t need anything else from me before I left for school.”
“Actually, there is something,” he said. “I would really like to take you to dinner. You have saved me more than once in the last week, and I want to thank you for it. Besides, you are pretty amazing, and I think you should be treated to a nice dinner at least once while you are here from school. What do you think?”
“I would love to,” I replied.
“Great. Then meet us at my place around six and then we will head out,” he said.
“Sounds good,” I replied, smiling as I hung up the phone.
I took care getting ready, wanting to look pretty and a little sexy, but only just enough that I wouldn’t feel awkward around Avery. Once I was looking good, I walked next door. I took a deep breath before knocking and smiled as Will opened the door and whistled. Avery came running around the corner and stopped, smiling at me.
“Wow, Miss Ella, you look beautiful,” he said.
“Why thank you,” I replied. “And look at you in that little suit.”
“It’s just like Daddy’s,” he said proudly.
“I see that,” I replied, looking up abashedly at Will. “Two handsome men. I am a lucky girl.”
We left the apartment and made our way to Tilbert’s, a nice restaurant only a few blocks away. I had been there several times since it was my father’s favorite place, and it was nice to feel comfortable in a nervous situation. We sat down at the table, and I helped Avery put his napkin in his lap before giving him a piece of bread. I couldn’t help but notice Will’s constant stare.
“How are your parents?” he asked. “I haven’t seen them in a while.”
“They’re really good,” I replied. “Though they were really busy when I got here and ended up leaving on a business trip a couple days ago. They unfortunately won’t be back until after I’m back at school. I’m going to take Taryn back to the academy before I get on my plane.”
“I’m sorry. I know they must be disappointed that they can’t see you,” he said.
I shrugged. “I’m used to it. Business is business.”
We ate dinner and talked about Avery’s school, Will’s company, and everything I could tell him about Harvard. He was a Princeton grad himself, so he knew the kind of pressure an Ivy League school put on their students. When we were done, I could tell Avery was getting antsy, so Will paid the tab and we headed out.
“Would you like to come back to the apartment and watch a movie with Avery and me?”
“I would love that,” I said, smiling.
“We’re going to watch The Avengers,” Avery said with excitement.
“I love The Avengers,” I replied, smiling up at Will.
This night was going better than I could have imagined, and I realized how much I liked spending time with both of them. We watched about half of the movie before Avery was knocked out, lying across me and Will. I sat on the couch nervously as Will tucked Avery in and then reappeared before going into the kitchen and pulling out a bottle of wine. He poured a couple glasses and then walked over, setting the bottle on the table and sitting down next to me. Immediately, I felt comfortable, and we sat talking until we had finished the bottle. By that point, the conversation had gone to flirty.
“Have I ever told you that I think you are extremely beautiful?” Will asked.
“No,” I replied, smiling. “But thank you.”
“Thank you for hanging out with me tonight,” he said, brushing a piece of hair off my face.
The feeling of his skin on mine brought me to life, and the passion between us was almost too much to bear. He leaned forward, putting his hand on my knee and cupping my face with his other hand. I closed my eyes as his lips moved closer to mine, pressing hard against me.
The kiss was intense and full, and I couldn’t help but put my wine down and move closer to him. My hands slid up his legs as we kissed passionately, the wine having gone to my head. He pulled back and kissed my cheek before standing and taking my hand. He pulled me up from the couch and led me back to his bedroom and shut the door. I walked forward and looked around. The only light came from the cracks between the curtains.
Lust and passion hung in the air and surged through the room like a thick smoke, engulfing both of us. He walked forward, took my face in his hands, and kissed me passionately, taking the breath right out of my lungs. It was sensual and deep, and I leaned into him, my hands running up his chest. I began to unbutton his shirt as he pulled his lips away from my mouth and ran them down my neck. Slowly, he unzipped my dress and pulled the straps down my shoulders, allowing the dress to slip right off me and into a pile at my feet. Will reached forward and cupped my breasts, massaging them gently with his hands as I fumbled with his belt and zipper.
He stepped back, pulled his shirt off, and undressed down to his boxers. The tension between us was growing and our patience wearing thin. Our bodies pushed into each other’s, and I stepped backward until I reached the bed and fell back onto my elbows. I pushed myself up to the pillows and watched as Will took his boxers off, his huge dick springing out. My eyes widened at the sheer size of him, but before I could react, he was across the bed, lying beside me. He kissed me hard, running his hands down my belly and over my mound, grasping and massaging it. I moaned softly into his mouth, spreading my legs as he pulled apart my folds. His finger slid down through my juices before coming back up and running circles around my clit. I arched my back slightly and groaned, feeling his warm fingers playing across my skin. It was incredibly sensual, and all I could think about was how much more I wanted.
I reached my hand down and grabbed his shaft, opening my eyes and staring deeply into his. He groaned and shut his eyes as I stroked up and down his shaft. He pushed his fingers faster through my pussy, stopping at the bottom and pressing two of his fingers inside me. I gasped, lifting my hips from the bed as he pushed his fingers into me and then pulled them out. Heat rose in my stomach with every move. I turned my body toward him and grabbed his balls with my free hand, massaging them as I stroked his cock fast and tight. As my hands sped up, so did his, and before long, I was so lost in the feeling between my legs that I could barely move. He leaned in and rubbed his face against mine, perching his lips on my ear.
“I want you bad,” he whispered.
“Then take me,” I said, pulling back and staring him in the eyes.
He pulled his hand back and pushed me over onto my back before moving around in front of me and spreading my legs. He leaned his body down to mine, and I tilted my hips, welcoming him into me. He dipped his hips down low and drove his cock deep inside me while reaching down to hold me around my back. I pulled my legs up to his sides and gripped his shoulders, digging my fingers into his back. He moved his hips in a wave-like motion, rubbing his body against my clit with each downward thrust. I reached up and cupped my hand over my mouth to muffle my moaning, trying not to wake Avery. Will smirked and moved faster. Then the amusement faded from his face and his expression stiffened.
The heat inside my body grew, and before I knew it, flames erupted inside me. Will’s body pulsed against mine as I arched my back and gripped him. With another low thrust, the fire burst into a full-out explosion, sending tendrils of pleasure swirling through every part of my body. I breathed in deeply, feeling my orgasm overtaking me. Will’s body clenched above me as my body relaxed back down and whimpers escaped my throat.
Just as his shoulders stiffened, he reached down, pulling his cock out and scooting forward as he rubbed his hand quickly up and down his shaft. His cock was red and pulsing, and as his eyes rolled back, he groaned loudly, his seed shooting from his dick and spraying across my tits and stomach. I moaned, ho
lding my breasts together and watching him while he came. It was erotic and so arousing that I was barely able to contain myself. He slowly relaxed, finishing off his orgasm before pulling himself from the bed to get a towel. I lay there, breathing heavily and waiting for him to return. When he did, he gently cleaned me up, wiping the remnants of our tryst into the starched, blue hand towel.
I looked up at him and smiled softly, but in my head, I knew I needed to go.
Chapter 5
Will
I stared at Megan in disbelief, barely recognizing her after all this time. Her skin was fair and perfect, and there was the sweetest look of happiness on her face. She walked toward me, reaching her hands out for mine.
“Will,” she said, her voice echoing into the space around us. “All I want is for you to be happy.”
I sat up straight in bed, breathing heavily with sweat peppering my forehead. I looked around the room and realized I was all alone. It had been nothing more than a dream. I lay back down and turned my head, staring at the spot where Ella had been just a few hours before. I thought about what we had done, what we had felt, and I wasn’t sure whether I should feel guilty or happy. I had an extremely uncomfortable feeling in my chest as the dream linger in my mind.
Just then, my alarm went off, and I hit the button and walked into the bathroom. I took a long, hot shower and got dressed before making Avery and me some breakfast. Once it was ready, I walked into his room and woke him up, got him dressed, and brought him out to eat. Neither one of us were much for mornings, so the house was almost silent as the sun started to come up outside and the dark house began to lighten. I filled a to-go cup with coffee, and we set out for school and work.
Work had always been a place of solitude for me, a place where I could let everything on the outside go and focus my mind on the never-ending cascade of tasks I was always plagued with. However, today was different. Between the dream about my dead wife and the thoughts of the extreme passion Ella and I had shared, I couldn’t concentrate to save my life. I’d start to read e-mails or notifications and then my mind would float off to another place, a place either filled with memories of my wife or lustful replays of sex with Ella.
After spending all day fighting with myself, I decided I needed to concentrate on the most important part of my life. I picked up my briefcase and headed out of the office early. I had become so obsessed with my thoughts about Ella and Megan, I was starting to forget why I was working so hard to begin with. So, I went and picked up Avery from school early. I decided that since he was the reason I did everything I did, I would spend an impromptu day hanging out around the city with him. We wore ourselves out going to the park and then for ice cream, and eventually we headed back to the apartment.
I laughed at Avery as he sang a song he had learned at preschool that day, doing an “I’m high on sugar” dance all the way up to our floor. As we passed Ella’s apartment, she opened the door and stepped out into the hallway with her sister, Taryn, in tow. I stopped for a second, my chest fluttering wildly, and looked at Ella. She shut her door and turned toward me, smiling as her sister made her way down the hall.
“Can we talk later?” I asked.
“Of course,” she said, smiling as she turned and walked after Taryn.
Avery and I went inside our home, and he ran off to play with his toys for a while. I grabbed a beer out of the fridge and walked over to the windows, looking out at the city. I hadn’t been able to read Ella’s response to me in the hall, and I wondered what she was thinking regarding the night before. There was no doubt that Ella was an amazing woman, but I knew there was no forcing anything. I was not at all interested, or ready, for a long-term relationship with anyone. That being said, that didn’t mean I wasn’t highly interested in sleeping with Ella a couple more times before she left for school.
I wasn’t trying to use her at all—I really did enjoy my time with her—but part of me couldn’t help but feel bad. I felt almost like I was taking advantage of her. I placated myself by remembering that she was a grown woman, not a child, and if nothing else, I was helping to advance her sexual education. It sounded stupid and I knew it, but I stuck to my guns.
I sat there staring out at the city for quite a while, visions of Ella dancing through my head. When I had seen her walk out of her apartment in a pair of white shorts and a form-fitting tank top, my dick had twitched while a strange feeling of electricity had surged through my chest. There was no doubt that Ella did something to me not many other women could, but I still wasn’t ready to jump into a relationship, especially since she was leaving for college soon. I sighed and looked over at Avery as he walked out of his room.
“Can we finger paint?” he asked.
“That sounds like the best idea I’ve heard all day,” I said, standing up and walking to his room with him. We set up the easel and paper and decided we would paint a picture together, make it a collaborative effort. I had never realized how much fun it would be to slap paint around on a piece of paper. By the end, we were covered in paint, and the laughter from the event was still echoing throughout the apartment. I loved being around this kid. He always made everything better.
Later that evening, Ella came over, smiling and carrying two bags of groceries. I felt good as soon as she walked into the house, almost as if it were natural for her to be here. I shook the feeling away. She insisted on cooking dinner for us even though I wanted to do something for her, but I could tell it would make her feel good, so I went with it. The three of us sat down at the table and talked about our days. I couldn’t help but notice just how intently she listened to Avery talk. When dinner was over, I went through the normal routine with Avery, letting him watch one thirty-minute show before bath time and then bed time. The kid had overdosed on sugar so much that he was out in about five seconds. I walked out of the room and took Ella by the hand, leading her back to the table and sitting her down across from me.
“I want to be one hundred percent honest with you,” I said. “I more than enjoyed having sex with you. It was amazing. However, I just don’t think I’m ready for any type of relationship. I wanted to have fun, relax, and be with the beautiful woman sitting in front of me.”
I sat there with my hands grasped in front of me, holding my breath and waiting for her reaction. She sat there quietly and contemplated my words. I was terrified that the first woman I had spent real time with, I was going to hurt. She was young and free, and I didn’t want to be the older guy who ruined her for all the others I knew she would one day meet. She took a deep breath and smiled, easing the tension more than a little bit.
“Will, you don’t have to worry,” she said. “It’s okay, really. I enjoyed myself immensely, and I never for one moment had any delusions that it was going to lead to anything more than it was. We are both consenting adults. You are a man with a life, a son, and a really tough past you are trying to move on from. I am single, young, and have a lot going on in my life. I know you are worried because of my age, but let me assure you, I am not ignorant about what this was.”
“Good,” I said, taking her hand. “I just don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re not.” She smiled. “But I do have to admit, I had a crush on you for years.”
“What?” I said, surprised. “No way.”
“Yep,” she said, chuckling. “Like, for a long time. I’ll just say that it has definitely been something on my mind.”
“So,” I said, lifting my eyebrows and lowering my voice, “does that mean you’ve had fantasies about being with me?”
“Maybe,” she said, blushing.
“Maybe?”
“Okay, yes. I’ve had many fantasies about you,” she admitted with a cute little giggle. “How about you?”
“I would be a complete liar if I said I hadn’t thought about you before what we did last night,” I responded. “Let’s just say that ever since you got back, you and your body have not been far from my mind.”
I stood up and leaned acros
s the table, wrapping my hand around the back of her neck and pulling her forward. I pressed my lips passionately to hers, pulling and pushing her head right where I wanted it to go. My tongue slid across her lips sensually, and she opened her mouth, letting me inside. Just as it started to get heavy, Ella’s phone rang.
“Oh,” she said, looking down. “It’s Taryn. I should answer it.”
I shook my head and backed up into my seat, watching as she greeted her sister. She talked to her briefly, but I could tell she wasn’t going to stay any longer. She hung up the phone and took in a deep breath.
“Taryn wants to watch a movie,” she said. “You know, maybe it’s a good thing.”
“To watch a movie?”
“Well that, but I mean, maybe it’s good that we don’t do anything else,” she said, standing up and straightening her shirt. “I mean, that way we don’t get any more entangled than we already are. Maybe we should enjoy what we had and just leave it at that.”
“I think you’re right,” I said even though I was still really horny.
She stood up and made her way to the door, me following after her. I adjusted myself to hide the erection in my pants and smiled as she turned back around. I wanted to kiss her again, but I knew I shouldn’t.
“Thanks for cooking us dinner,” I said.
“Any time.” She smiled. “Thank you for the lovely night.”
I closed the door and stood there for a second, trying to catch my breath. I walked over to the couch and plopped down, shaking my head at the massive erection in my pants. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, trying to calm myself down, but my mind went other places. It went to the amazing curves of Ella’s naked body, the moans echoing around my room as my cock had moved in and out of her, the feeling of her orgasming against me and her body writhing underneath mine.