Seeing the just the tip of his penis taunted me. Quietly, I walked to the foot of the bed before climbing up onto it. Moving slowly so I didn’t disturb the bed too much, I slipped a leg over Ellis so I was straddling his knees. I leaned forward and licked what I could of his penis. When Ellis didn’t respond, I grew bolder and used one of my hands to slowly move his shorts enough so that I could suck the whole head of his penis into my mouth. That earned me the sexiest, deep groan from Ellis. I let go of his pants and looked up to meet his lust filled eyes.
“Well, now if that’s not the best way to get woken up, I don’t know what is.” Even though his words were playful, his tone was serious, as was the look on his face. “You don’t have to do this.”
“I know that. I want to. I want to suck your cock. The question is, will you let me?” I blinked at him. I refused to let my mind think about why we were here; instead, I wanted to enjoy this wonderfully sweet and comforting man who'd gone well out of his way to make sure I was taken care of. It wasn’t in his nature. He wasn’t the guy who normally did that type of thing. He was the guy who fucked you in a back alley and then you’d never hear from again. He didn't respond, only tucked his hands behind his head so he could watch. I smiled and tugged on either side of his shorts until he lifted his hips so I could slide them off. No underwear. Interesting. His cock stood straight up, begging for attention. I looked up through my eyelashes at him and bit my lip, “You have a beautiful cock."
“You going to talk dirty? That’s fucking hot.” Ellis gave me a broad smile as I leaned down to lick around the swollen, red head of his penis before playing with the slit at the tip.
“A yummy head to suck on.” I sucked the whole head into my mouth then pulled back before dragging my tongue all the way from the base of his cock up to the head. “Deliciously long shaft.” Cupping his neatly trimmed balls in my hand, I said, “Nice clean sack to play with.”
“Oh fuck. Keeping talking like that and I’m gonna come.” Ellis groaned as he closed he eyes, clenching his jaw. I smiled; that was the point.
“Mmm, your big cock is going to hit the back of my throat and I’m gonna have to swallow you to get it all the way in my mouth cause you are so big.” I licked all the way up his shaft before sucking him hard all the way down to the base. I slowly pulled back and grabbed the very bottom of his cock with my hand. “Or I could use my hand for part of this beast.” Showing him, I sank down on him until my lips met my hand and I used my hand to slide up and down the base of his cock while my other hand gently massaged his balls; my head bobbing slowly up and down on the rest of his cock. I was going to pull back and say more, but his hand clenched in my hair, preventing me from speaking. He moaned, jerking his hips upward telling me he was close so I sped up. The sound of me sucking his dick and his groans filled the room until he jerked his hips up one final time. I felt the vibration up his shaft as his hot, thick come spurted into my mouth and down my throat. I sucked him a few more times, making sure I got it all before sitting up and smiling proudly at him.
“Whew. That was amazing,” Ellis said, laying completely lax in the bed; even his eyes were closed. “What’d I do to get woken up like that? Not that I’m complaining or anything.”
“Your cock was teasing me. I had to show it who was boss.” I laughed and slipped off the bed.
“Hell yeah, you give head like a boss. No doubt about that.” Ellis groaned as he stood up unsteadily from the bed to put his pants back on. “But, Ryan, we really need to talk."
“About what?” I tried to play dumb.
“Us. Jeremiah. Everything.” Ellis pulled on his shirt and I knew that we were done having fun. Time to get to the shit I’d been trying to avoid thinking about. I knew he wasn't going to let me put it off any longer. “Let’s go out to the other room.”
I nodded and went to the little kitchen to get some coffee brewing. Pouring two cups when it was done, I sat on the other side of the couch from Ellis after handing him one of the cups. “Well, here we are. What do you have to say?”
“Ryan…” Ellis started before blowing out a breath and running his free hand over his head. “I want you to know that Jeremiah won't be bothering you ever again. I can’t put words to what it felt like to finally figure out what was going on with you. Then the fact that you had hidden it from everyone and been dealing with it all on your own…" He trailed off and looked out the window for a few seconds. When he looked back at me, I could see so much pain; he didn’t need words to say anything. It had hurt him that I hadn’t gone to him with my situation.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know what else to do. I was so confused. When I was there with him all the time, I guess I just got used to it after a while. Then I came home and I didn't know what to do. I was scared and unsure of what to do to get away as I realized that I didn’t want to stay with him anymore. Then he showed up and things were…” I wiped away my tears as I clenched my jaw trying to get them to stop. “Things were so much worse than ever before. I know I should’ve said something, but I didn’t want anyone to get hurt. I didn’t want to upset anyone. I didn’t want anyone else to get involved and have to pay for the choices I made that landed me in there, you know?”
“I’m not mad at you. I’m mad that I didn’t see it. I'm mad that I wasn’t there to help you sooner.” Ellis reached his arm across the back of the couch to brush his fingers against my shoulder. “It’s over now, that much I can guarantee you.”
“What’d you do to him, Ellis?” I clutched my cup tightly in preparation for his answer.
“Let’s just say thousands of people go missing every single day in the US. Thousands of military men and women go AWOL or become deserters every year, never be seen again. We’ll just refer to Jeremiah as a statistic now.” Ellis looked like he was holding back a smile, but I could tell he was trying to gauge my reaction to what he’d said in cryptic terms. Hell, I didn’t know what my reaction was. I felt… nothing. I wasn’t happy. I wasn’t sad. I was unmoved by the news that Jeremiah was dead. "I won’t give you any more information than that. It was agreed upon by everyone involved that he no longer deserved to live because of how he treated you. And, don’t worry, he felt every single ounce of pain that he ever made you feel and possibly a little extra for being such a worthless piece of shit. I know that doesn’t make it any better for you, but the bastard got his in the end.”
I just nodded. It was my turn to look out the window. I was sure I’d have some type of emotion about it as it sank in, but right then, I was numb. After a few moments of silence, I spoke, still looking out the window, “What else did you want to talk about?"
“Your trip to DC,” Ellis stated. My head snapped in his direction at the unexpected topic.
“What about it?”
“I would like to ride with you out there. Wrench and I talked about it, and we would feel much better about it if you’d let me go with you instead of heading out there by yourself. I’ll just drive up with you and fly back or take my own bike. I think everyone would feel better knowing you aren’t making that long drive on your own. However, if you still want to go on your own, I’ll drop it, just say the word. I just wanted you to know that it was an option." He moved closer to me on the couch so that he could tuck my hair behind my ear as his tough exterior melted away for a minute as he looked into my eyes. “I’m going to shower. You don't have to answer right now, just think about it, okay?”
With that, he got up and disappeared into the bedroom opposite the one we’d spent the night in.
Sitting on the couch, listening to the water turn on in the bathroom, I made a decision I’d probably regret later. I was going to give into the only thing that made me feel good recently. The one thing that brought me comfort. Ellis. Leaving my mug on the table, I quietly opened the door to the room he was staying in. I could hear movement in the bathroom, so I pushed the door slowly open.
Ellis stood in the bathroom, thumbs hooked in his shorts, just about to pull them down as steam billowe
d out of the top of the shower curtain. Feeling the cool rush of air from the door opening, he looked up. Seeing it was me, confusion and curiosity clouded his eyes.
Flashing a smile, I stepped into the room, shutting the door behind me. Closing the space between us, my palms came to rest on his chest, sliding up his smooth skin to wrap around his neck. Ellis stood stiff in my arms, eyes locked with mine, thumbs still in the sides of his shorts.
“What are you doing, Ryan?” He uttered, barely audible as one of my hands palmed the back of his head, pulling his beautiful mouth to mine.
“Kissing you,” I murmured, just as his lips came into contact with mine. They moved against mine briefly before he pulled back from me. His hands glided up my arms until they were resting on my shoulders.
“What are we doing here, Ryan? Is this just some fling that’s only going to happen while we are in the hotel? Or is it more? I need to know what we are getting into here.” Ellis' eyes jumped from one of my eyes to the other, seeking answers. Hoping I wasn’t making a mistake, hoping this would help erase all the things that Jeremiah had beat into my head, quite literally at times, I met his intense gaze straight on.
“I want to give us a shot. I want to stop fighting whatever it is we have between us.” I touched his cheek and smiled nervously. I needed more of Ellis. His tender caresses, he passionate kisses, just everything about him. Jeremiah had made me forget that there was more to sex. I wanted Ellis to help me learn to enjoy the touch of another again. I just hoped he understood that it was just the sex and intimacy that I wanted. “I want you to hold me. I want you to kiss me. I want you to fuck me. I just want you to want me the way that I want you. I don’t want to have to keep fighting it.”
“I can do that.” Ellis nearly growled. Dropping his hands to my hips, he pulled me against him as his lips crashed down to mine. His tongue sought entrance to my mouth. After a moment of our tongues battling, he pulled back and sighed. "I want to fuck you so hard against the wall, you have no idea. But I can’t. Not with the way your body looks. You deserve someone that’ll take it slow and tender with you.”
“I’m not as fragile as I look. You can fuck me hard against any surface you want.” I smirked at him. His hand grabbed my ass and squeezed it. "Sometimes hard is good.”
“Don’t you worry, I will. Right now I’m going to give you as much tender as I can.” Stepping back, he kneeled in front of me to carefully glide my pants and panties down my legs as he placed a single, tender kiss on my stomach as he unhooked the material from around my feet. Standing, he gripped the bottom of my loose shirt. I wrapped my hands around his, stopping him.
“My face isn’t the only place I have bruises.” I licked my lips and swallowed hard. He adjusted his hands and gave mine a light squeeze.
“Let me see your beautiful body, baby girl.” Ellis spoke as he tugged the bottom of my shirt up slightly. I looked away and cast my eyes toward the ceiling. I didn’t want to see his face when he saw my battered body. I let him pull the shirt up over my head, my hair falling down my back and around my shoulders. After a few moments passed and he hadn’t said anything, I slowly lowered my eyes to look at Ellis. His fists were clenched as was his jaw. His lips barely moved as he ground out, “I wish I could….”
“It’s done. He won’t do it again, right?” I stopped his angry words before anymore left his mouth. He took a few deep breaths while he looked over my black and blue torso. I had more bruises than I could count covering nearly every inch of skin, big and small from various encounters and fits that Jeremiah had thrown. They even crawled up my neck where he’d bitten me quite a few times when he’d forced himself on me. I guess I shouldn’t call it that. I didn’t fight to stop him. I just let him do as he wanted and hoped it’d be over quickly. Marks marred my arms all the way down to my wrists from being tied down with his belt or where he’d dug his fingers into the soft flesh of my upper arms.
“I saw some when you were in bed yesterday, but I had no idea they were this bad.” Ellis spoke quietly as he leaned close, surprising me by kissing my neck softly in multiple places. Carefully, he moved down each arm, then to my stomach and thighs. He took his time tenderly kissing each and every single bruise he could find. Not one touch was erotic or misplaced. It was like I was getting a very personal, very loving sorry note from his body to mine through his lips, written one word at a time with each kiss. When he’d completely covered me in kisses, he stood before me and wrapped both his arms around the back of my neck. Pulling me to him, his lips slowly met mine for the softest, sweetest, most romantic kiss I’d ever received.
Changing pace, he quickly removed his shorts, then guided me into the shower before stepping in himself. I was given a long relaxing head massage as he washed my hair and even conditioned it for me. When I reached for the shampoo to return the favor, he shook his head and took it from my hand. “This is about you, baby. All about you.” His voice was rougher than normal. His erection stood large and proud, but he paid it no attention as he slowly washed my body and helped me rinse away all the suds. As he roughly washed his hair, I reached out and grasped his cock in my fist. He moved to rinse out the soap that had fallen into his eyes as I slid my hand up and down his shaft. When he tried to back away from me, I tightened my grip around him and shook my head.
“Let’s get out and go to the bed.” Ellis’ hand wrapped around the one I had on his cock, stopping it.
“No. Not that I minded you touching me all over, but now you have me so wet. It wouldn’t be fair to make me wait.” I pinched his nipple with my free hand. Instead of caving like I thought he would, he reached back and turned off the water as my hand started sliding on his shaft again. He groaned before pulling back the curtain to grab a towel. After wiping down his arms and torso, he reached over and wiped mine down as well. Frustrated that I wasn’t getting a response from my hand job, I asked, “That bad, huh?”
Distracting me, he tossed the towel at my face. He swiftly got out of the tub with a smile on his face when I released him to catch the towel. Not liking the sudden change in plans, I stepped out after him frowning. I was instantly pulled against Ellis’ firm chest. “Now I'm going to fuck you, baby.”
He turned me so I was facing the door. Running his hands down my arms from my shoulders, he lifted my hands up so my palms were against the door. I closed my eyes as his large hands slid down my back to grip my hips and pull them back slightly. I expected his cock to press against me, but was surprised when his hand slid around my hip, between my thighs. His other arm wrapped around my waist tightly as his body came in full contact with my back, his nose slowly dragging up my neck to nibble on my ear lobe. Shifting slightly, his cock slid between my legs while his fingers slid between my pussy lips. I leaned my head back against his shoulder feeling my body heat up.
“You want this cock in you?” Ellis breathed against my ear as his fingers continued to drag up and down my slit, teasing me with the lightest of touches.
“Yes.” I moaned pushing my hips back against him. “Can’t you feel how wet I am?”
“You have such a naughty mouth. It’s so hot.” Ellis pulled on my ear with his teeth. Using his hand between my thighs, he maneuvered his erection into position. He slid it from my clit to my drenched opening a couple times before allowing the head to slide in me, just barely.
“You are such a tease. Just fucking give it to me.” I demanded, reaching back to grab onto his ass to desperately trying to pull him closer.
“Oh no, you won’t get me deep in that pussy till I have a rubber, which are all out in my bag.” Ellis laughed as he let just the tip slide in and out slowly. I looked over into the mirror to see that we had quite a good view with the mirror there. I could see all of his muscles flex and tighten as he moved into me again.
I stood and pulled away from him. Putting a hand on his chest, I demanded, “Stay here,” before running into the room and grabbing his bag. I unzipped it and dumped everything out on the bed. I finally found a condom
in the mix of various items. I ran back to the bathroom and threw the foil packet at him. “Put it on, quickly.”
He chuckled as he tore open the packet with his teeth before sliding it over himself. I positioned myself, hands on the door, ass arched out towards him. “Yes, I like the view too.” He noticed that I had seen the view the mirror gave us both. "Like a live porn, only a lot hotter.”
“Stop talking.” I bit out glaring at him in the mirror as he moved behind me. Wasting no time, he slammed deep inside me. My head snapped back as a moan ripped from my throat. He filled me so perfectly. “Fuck…”
Ellis’ hands latched onto my hips as he thrust hard, fast and deep, over and over. Just when I felt like I was going to come, he slowed his pace and leaned in so his chest rested against my back. His palms brushed up my hips to my breasts, cupping them, teasing my nipples. Nuzzling my neck with his nose again, he spoke quietly, “You are so beautiful.”
Maintaining the slow pace, he reached a hand between my legs to tease my clit while his other hand continued to pinch and twist my nipples. I pushed off the door to meet each of his thrusts, taking him as deep as I could, squeezing him with my inner muscles. After a few minutes of sweet torture from his fingers and the leisurely pace, I could feel an unusual slow building orgasm start to crawl up my legs. Trying not to move so as to not stop this new feeling, I tightened my leg muscles and bit down on my lip. Ellis groaned and squeezed my breast tightly as I locked my knees and elbows, ecstasy washing over me in huge, mind drugging waves. While I have had many orgasms in my life, nothing came even close to the exquisite feeling of the one I got in that bathroom. The only thing keeping me upright was my locked body and Ellis’ grip. His cock was still moving slowly in me.
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