Hearing Ellis growl the words in my ear was all I needed to launch over the edge. I had to fully bury my face in his neck to hide the loud moan that wanted to come out with the pleasure that pulsed through my body. Another two thrusts and Ellis was following me into bliss, only he left me with a deep bite mark, which almost made me come again. Slowly, Ellis lowered my leg at the same time that he slide from my body. In the blink of an eye, he was tucked away and my dress was pulled down as far as it would go and no one would be the wiser as to what had just happened. Well, until I felt what remained from our dance floor tryst running down my leg. Leaning up, I kissed Ellis on the cheek and whispered that I had to go clean up.
After a trip to the bathroom, I returned to Ellis, who was once again nursing his beer. I smiled as soon as my eyes caught his. He was so damn sexy, and I don’t think he even knew it. I guess that was part of his appeal. He wasn’t an in your face, I know how amazing I am kind of guy. Walking straight up to him, I bumped into him with more force than I had intended, but still my lips met his like I had planned. I sucked on his bottom lip before slipping my tongue into his mouth to briefly meld with his.
“What was that?” Ellis’ eyes crinkled at the corners, showing his confusion as I pulled back.
“Nothing. Just thought you looked like you needed an after amazing sex kiss. Plus, you are pretty fucking hot.” I smiled again, letting my hands push up under his shirt to feel the hard ridges of his abdomen.
“You better knock that off or I’ll take you back to the hotel right now and fuck you hard all night.” Ellis playfully shoved at my hands, not putting much effort behind it.
“Oh, you like when I grope you. Stop acting like you don’t.” I pinched his side. “Someone has to keep you from getting soft.”
“Get out of here or I’m gonna whip you.” Ellis laughed, swatting at my ass as I twisted away towards the dance floor.
I loved that my big, bad, mean boyfriend had such a playful, sexy side. There was nothing sexier than how easily Ellis could take control of a situation gone bad or when he playfully let me know he was letting me win. There was absolutely nothing I could find that was bad in him, and that scared me. When I left the military, I had my future planned out and anyone that tried to tell me different was gonna get the middle finger. Then Ellis had to go and throw this huge fucking wrench in my plans. Hell, he had changed my plans without even meaning to, without even knowing it. Now I just had to figure out if I was going to tell him, and if so, then I would need to build up the courage I would need to break the news to him.
I was so lost in my thoughts, just swaying to the song until I felt someone slide in behind me. It was not Ellis of course, since I would’ve welcomed his comforting arms right then. I tried to ignore the guy and kept dancing the way I had been, but he didn’t like that. The stranger wanted me to dance with him. His hands forcefully grabbed my hips and pulled me into him as he reached up and grabbed one of my breasts.
“Shake that ass for me sugar.” The asshole’s offensive, cigarette breath had me turning my head away from him.
“Hey, keep your hands off.” I said grabbing his hand on my breast. I squeezed his knuckles together, causing them to grind against each other and his grip to loosen.
“Geez, crazy bitch.” The guy moved back and disappeared into the crowd, making me roll my eyes. Yeah, I was the one that had issues. I glanced in the direction where Ellis stood and was happy to see that he must’ve missed the whole incident because he was still leaning against the wall. I rolled my shoulders and went back to dancing.
After a couple songs had passed, I made my way to the bar and picked up a few shots before heading into the crowd searching of Ellis. When I found him, I held up the shots and shouted, “Shots!”
“That’s all you, doll.” Ellis shook his head and held up a hand. “I’ll stick with beer.”
“Oh come on. Just this last round.” I stuck out my bottom lip in a pout. “Please.”
“Fine.” Ellis sighed in defeat as he took his two. He tossed them back to back down his throat, and with a slight wince set the empty glasses aside. “There."
“My turn.” I smiled and handed him the shots. Stepping close, I slipped my hands under his shirt and pushed it up to reveal all those sexy muscles. I took one of the shots and slipped it between his jeans and his underwear. Giving Ellis a wicked smile, I bent my knees as I licked a line down his chest to wrap my lips around the shot glass. As I stood back up, I tossed my head back and swallowed the shot, letting it burn down my throat.
“Tease.” Ellis gave me a look that said I’d pay later for it, and that just made me get wet with anticipation. Still holding his shirt up in one hand, I looked him over as if I was debating. Laughing, I let his shirt fall back down and just tossed the shot back.
“I figured one was enough, plus we don’t want to get these broads overheated by showing off too much of that fucking sexy chest.” I bit down on my bottom lip as I ran my finger down the center of his chest. I hooked my finger into one of his belt loops and leaned into him. “What do you say we get out of here?”
Just as Ellis was about to answer, I felt someone’s hand slip under my dress and between my thighs. The fact that Ellis had both his hands on my hips told me it wasn’t him and had me jumping and turning.
“What the fuck? You don’t just stick your hand under a woman’s dress asshole.” I shouted at the same guy who’d gone too far on the dance floor. Before I could say anything else, Ellis shoved me to the side, none too gently, and had the guy’s shirt balled in one fist as his other one smashed into the guy’s face.
I tripped when Ellis shoved me to get to the guy and fell into the nearby table we’d been putting our drinks on all night. Ellis was saying something to the guy as he pummeled him repeatedly with his fist, but the pain shooting through my side stole my breath and attention. By the time I could focus, Ellis had been pulled off the guy and was breathing hard, looking like he would go back at the guy if given the chance. He was shoved towards the door by the bar’s bouncers. Brushing his hands off, Ellis knew it was best to do as they said and headed towards the exit, a scowl on his face. Slowly, I followed them, my hand clutching my side.
Outside, one of the bouncers gave Ellis one last shove. Turning he growled at them then turned his attention to me. I gave the bouncers a half smile and a nod as they went back inside, leaving Ellis and I alone. He was grumbling under his breath as he paced back and forth.
“Ellis, cool down.” I said stepping up to him.
“I don’t want to cool down. I want to go back in there and show that guy some more of what happens when he puts his hands on my woman. Not just on anywhere on her but on that beautiful, sweet pussy. I should kill the fucker.” Ellis wiped a hand against his lip, smearing the blood I’d just noticed. He had a split lip and a bruise already forming on his cheek from where I’d guess the other guy had landed a couple punches. Both of his hands were split over the knuckles and bleeding quite badly.
“No. You need to get somewhere so we can clean you up.” I sighed and waved a hand at him. He had blood splattered on his shirt. “We need to get out of here before they call the cops on your ass. You should’ve let me handle it.”
“Bullshit. It’s my job to protect you.” Ellis growled, pulling my shoulders to him, grabbing handfuls of my hair, he pulled me flush against him as he stared into my eyes. "Nobody touches you. Period.”
The fierce protectiveness and love shining out of his eyes had me pressing my face into his chest and wrapping my arms around him. Breathing him in deep, I held him tightly against me for a few moments even knowing his hands were bleeding and the cops might show up at any moment.
“Come on. Let’s go.” I pulled out of his tight grip and started walking towards the hotel. Ellis followed, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. I gasped as I grabbed my side which I had temporarily forgotten about.
“What’s wrong?” Ellis stopped walking and looked me up and down.
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Oh, nothing. I just bumped into a table and my side hurts. It’s nothing.” I smiled and laced my fingers with his before moving towards the hotel again, which thankfully was only a few more steps away. Ellis tried to protest again but I just tugged his arm and he reluctantly followed. Once we were back in our room, Ellis removed his shirt then went into the bathroom to wash his hands and face. I kicked off my boots and pulled my dress off to put on my sleep shorts and tank. I had just put on my shorts and was reaching for my top when I heard the bathroom door open.
“Holy shit.” Ellis said from the bathroom door. I turned to see what he was talking about to find he was looking straight at me.
“What?” I asked as I looked down and saw what he was talking about. I had a massive bruise on my side from where I’d fallen into the table. "Oh, it’s just a bruise.”
“How did you fall into the table?” Ellis moved closer as he gently ran his fingers over the bruise, examining it.
“I don’t know. Don’t worry about it. Let’s just get in bed. It's been a long night.” I tried to pull my shirt down to cover the bruise, but Ellis wouldn’t let me. He sank to his knees in front of me to get a better look.
“I did it, didn’t I? God, baby, I didn’t mean to. All I saw was red and getting to that motherfucker.” Ellis rested his forehead against my belly as he wrapped his arms around my thighs. “I’m right, aren’t I?”
“It’s not a big deal. Really. You didn’t mean to, I tripped too. I’ve had worse. It’ll go away in a few days. Just forget it.” I ran a hand through his hair trying to comfort him. He slowly pushed to his feet then scooped me up in his arms. With a little yelp of surprise, I wrapped my arms around his neck as he moved me to the bed. Delicately, he set me down before moving to the foot of the bed. He crawled up the bed until he was kneeling on either side of my hips. Leaning down, he pressed a soft kiss to my lips, silencing me, when I tried to ask what he was doing. One kiss at a time, he gradually covered my entire torso with tender kisses. Just like he had done after my last run in with Jeremiah. I put my hand on the top of his head and tried to stop him. “Ellis, stop.”
“No. I hurt the most precious thing in the whole world. I want to show you how sorry I am.” Ellis murmured with his lips moving to kiss my body again and again. I was trying to simply enjoy the luxury of his lips on my skin, take in the relaxing massage his lips were softly giving me, but instead I was getting extremely turned on and having a hard time not showing it. I didn’t want to ruin whatever he had planned, but I hoped it involved both of us naked and soon.
Just when I thought he’d given all the kisses he could, he started to kiss a path straight up my stomach and breasts. When he got to my mouth, he used his nose to nudge my head to the side. Whispering in my ear, he said, “Do you know what a contradiction you make me? I feel like I need to punish myself since I hurt you, but at the same time, I want to bend you over my knee and slap that pretty little ass until its bright red, then sink my cock into you and watch you bounce up and down on it.”
“Yes, please.” It was the only response I could think of because I wanted everything that he’d said. Ellis groaned in my ear, pressing his face to my neck.
“You were supposed to tell me there is something wrong with me.” Ellis pushed himself up on his hand so he could look down into my eyes.
“There is nothing wrong with you. I mean I’m glad you don’t like to hurt me, but I absolutely love that you are willing to spank and fuck me." I smiled as I ran my hands up his arms.
“Another night.” Ellis bit my bottom lip as he reached down and quickly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans to release his hard cock. He pushed my loose shorts to the side seconds before he thrust forward, filling me. “I just need to be in you. To know that we are okay. That you are mine.”
“I’m right here.” I held onto his shoulders, our eyes never straying from each other’s as he thrust slowly in and out of me.
That night, we fell asleep holding each other and the next day we spent lounging around the room, recovering from the hang-over we were both suffering from. Beer before liquor never sicker, I needed to remember that little ditty when I drank. We even stayed in the room for dinner, eating room service then going to bed early. Our next stop was Florida, which was a nine hour drive away, plus any additional time we spent getting food or taking piss breaks so a good night’s sleep was a good idea. Bright and early the next morning, we checked out and hit the road, leaving New Orleans in the dust.
By the time we got to our hotel, I was ready to be off my bike for a while. My hips were hurting again and I had a killer headache. I about fell off my bike when we rolled up to the Disney World Hotel. It was the absolute last place I thought we would be stopping. We weren’t kids; we didn’t have any kids with us, so why the hell were we at a place for kids? Oh what the hell, roll with it, right?
Parking our bikes, I gave Ellis a look and he laughed. “What?”
“Disney World?” I laughed at his innocent expression.
“Hey, it’s gonna be fun. Just you wait and see. This way, when we bring the kids back in a few years, we will have already had all the adult fun without them.” Ellis teased, but I didn't find it funny. It was the perfect opening, but like the coward I was, I didn’t use it.
“Is there anything for adults to even do?” I sighed, disappointed that I couldn’t just come out and say it.
“Sure! There are tons. It’s just us though, so no brats whining about waiting in lines or complaining about how far they’ve walked or whatever the fuck kids complain about. We can do anything we want and just chill. No height requirements keeping us from riding what we want. Trust me. It’s gonna be great. Chin up, Debby Doubter.” Ellis gently lifted my chin with his knuckles.
“Debbie Downer.” I laughed.
“Yeah yeah, same thing.” Ellis waved away the difference as we walked in the main entrance of the hotel. It only took a moment to check in with the overly friendly Disney hotel staff, and then we were on our way to the elevator. As we walked to our room, Ellis laughed as we passed the sign for the spa. “Look your favorite place.”
“Shut up. I’m not doing anything at the spa. You of all people should remember how that went down last time.” I crossed my arms over my chest and frowned at him. He laughed, pulling my hips to his and kissed my nose.
“I was just saying ‘cause riding for a long time can cause the body to get tired and a good massage would help.” Ellis held up his hands in surrender, but I could still see the twinkle of mischief in his eyes.
“Right now a shower would be relaxing and a whole lot less expensive so I’ll go with that option.” I smiled at Ellis. "Why are you pushing the fucking spa? You know I don’t like it.”
“Someone has to fuck with you.” Ellis jumped back when I swung my bag at him.
“What happened to kissing my feet and all that flowery shit?” I laughed as he pulled me under his arm, tugging me closer to him as we continued towards the elevator.
“I got tired of all that shit. Let’s face it, babe, I’m never gonna be that guy. This is just us, so no pretending. I wish I could be that guy, for you, but if I'm being honest, anywhere you are, I’m happy. Anywhere you want to be, I’ll be happy just to be there.” Ellis ducked his head like he was embarrassed by the words that had left his mouth. They made me smile even as I felt my heart break a little.
“Good. I want you to be you too. No faking anything with me either.” I wanted to tell him how much I loved him for who he was. His clothes didn’t matter. Where we went, what we did, none of it changed who he was inside and that was the man I was coming to care too deeply for.
We dropped our bags off in our room then changed into our swimsuits. It’d only taken a small amount of persuading from Ellis to get me to agree that the pool would feel just as good as a shower and then it’d be even better because I could follow it up with an actual shower. I looked at myself in the mirror in my bikini. The gnarly bruise on my side was so noticeable I wished I had a one pie
ce suit to help cover it, but packing light meant only one swimsuit, so I’d have to make it work. Covering myself up with one of the hotel’s robes, I peeked out of the bathroom.
“Let’s go.” I said to Ellis, who was dressed in just a pair of swim shorts. “Fuck, have I ever mentioned how sexy you are? You sure it’s okay for you to go in public without a shirt?”
“Ha ha. Let’s go.” Ellis rolled his eyes. He just didn’t understand how sexy he was. I tugged the lapels of the hotel’s bathrobe closed tighter before following him to the door. Once we found a place to put our stuff by the pool, I dropped the robe on my chair and then jumped quickly into the water. Ellis followed in after me. When I came up, he wrapped his arms around my shoulders from behind. “You are still beautiful even with that ugly bruise I gave you.”
“It’s fine. I just don’t want people looking at me.” I tried to look at him over my shoulder but he was nuzzling his face in my shoulder.
“So, do you want to head to the park today or just rest until tomorrow, and run around all day tomorrow like kids?” Ellis didn’t let me go as he talked. I felt weird looking out at the pool with a few other people swimming about or sun bathing.
“Whatever you want.” I shrugged as much as I could with his heavy arms around me. Ellis released me when he realized I was struggling to breathe and move with the weight of his arms on me.
“Well, I figured we could check out this awesome bar I heard about not far from here.” Ellis suggested. I nodded. I didn’t really care. I could go for a nap, but I didn't want to stop him from having a good time so I’d go along with whatever he wanted.
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