by L. P. Lovell
“Lilly.” He groans against my neck.
“I want you.” I manage to gasp. He brings his lips back to mine and kisses and nips at my lips
“Not here.” His breathing is heavy.
“I don’t care.” I grab the back of his neck and kiss him hard again. He gently pushes me away.
“Come on.” He opens the door and slides out of the car, taking me with him. He sets me on my feet and shuts the door. I practically run to my front door, fumbling with the keys. My heart races in anticipation as I enter the hallway. I immediately find myself pushed up against the wall next to the flat door as Theo kisses me and then lifts me off the ground. I wrap my legs around his waist. He fumbles for the door handle without breaking the kiss as we burst into the flat.
“First door on the right.” I gasp.
He lowers me to the bed and undoes the hidden clip on my dress, it falls open like a robe. He rips off his shirt revealing that beautiful body. The art work that covers his torso looks twisted and dangerous in the dim light of my room. The curtains are wide open, the bright light of the moon streaming in painting everything in shades of silver and grey.
“God, you are just so fucking beautiful.” He murmurs as he lowers himself over me, he pushes one knee between my legs forcing them open. My skin becomes over sensitised as the bare skin of his torso presses against mine. His lips graze my neck, jaw, lips, teasing as they go. Oh god, I’m so turned on right now. I hurriedly fumble with his belt and then the zip on his jeans. Within minutes we’re both completely naked. I realise that I’ve never seen him completely naked, but my god he is unbelievable. I’ve had my share of hot men, but damn, this one takes the prize. He moves his body over mine, leaning on his elbows while he kisses me. His tongue finds mine eagerly. He trails one hand down my neck and over my breast causing my nipple to stiffen against his fingers. He continues down my ribs and over my stomach until he reaches the apex of my thighs. My body trembles and quivers under his confident touch. His fingers flutter over my clit causing me to clench and tighten underneath him. He chuckles quietly, clearly pleased with his effect over me. He slowly dips one finger into me, stroking and teasing me. I’m already dripping wet and far too eager. I roll my hips against his hand, desperately seeking a relief from the deep ache that has been building since I heard his voice this evening.
“Patience.” He whispers against my lips.
“Theo, please.” I whine unashamedly. He moves quickly and produces a foil packet, he tears it open and rolls the condom swiftly over his impressive cock. He stares at me for a moment before lowering himself so that his entire body is flush with mine, his biceps strain and flex as he moves. I wrap my arms around him and run my hands over the defined muscles of his sculpted back. He pushes into me just an inch before withdrawing again. My frustration builds. I run my hands down his back to his perfect arse. He slowly thrusts into me again and I grab at him, trying to force him deeper. He stops and I might as well be pushing against a brick wall, he’s so impossibly powerful.
“Lilly.” He growls. His jaw is taught and his voice is low. I realise that he is trying to keep a hold of his own control.
“Theo, fuck me.” I growl out. His control snaps. He seizes my mouth aggressively with his. My head becomes quickly clouded in a haze that is Theo’s tongue wrestling with my own. I feel his muscles coil and tense under my hands before he slams into me with the force of a sledge hammer. I cry out and throw my head back, revelling in the exquisite feeling of him in me, possessing me. His breath hisses through his clenched teeth. He places one hand against my face.
“You ok?” He breathes. I nod and dig my fingernails into him, urging him onward. This is what I need, rough dirty sex with the godly creature that is Theodore Ellis. He picks up a punishing rhythm that quickly has me teetering on the edge of oblivion. His fingers dig into my hips. Ecstasy spikes through me as he pounds into me relentlessly. My core starts to tighten with waves of pleasure that then roll outwards. He plunges into me even harder and my entire body clenches and trembles in delicious pleasure as I reach climax. I cry out with the sheer relief.
I lay there panting and trembling, vaguely aware of Theo's lips on my chest. He suddenly grabs my hips and twists, flipping me onto my front as though I weighed no more than a doll. I gasp at the unexpected force.
He leans over me and nibbles my earlobe. "I'm not done with you yet sugar." He whispers.
He grabs my hips pulling me up so that I’m leant on my elbows with my arse in the air. In one swift move he thrusts into be from behind, burying himself in me to the hilt. My insides are still trembling from the last orgasm, and yet it feels so good, it's so deep. I moan as he pulls out ever so slowly, dragging himself against me inch by inch, and then thrusts back into me hard. He slides a hand down my stomach and presses a finger against my clit, massaging and teasing me whilst pounding into me again and again. It is a complete sensory over load, his cock is so deep inside me while his fingers work their magic. I start to build again, my muscles tremble before everything seems to detonate. Theo’s movements quicken causing wave after wave of tremors to wrack my body. He bites my neck as he growls on a deep thrust. His body stiffens and then relaxes. He pulls out of me and collapses on the bed breathing heavily. I lay on my back beside him. All my muscles feel like jelly.
His breathing steadies and he places a gentle kiss on the top of my head. I roll over onto my front beside him and lean up on my elbow to look at him. He has one arm thrown over his eyes and a lazy smile plays on his lips. I climb on him, sitting astride him and pull his arm away from his face. He smiles up at me.
"Well, you are keen." He mocks. I can feel him starting to get hard again.
I raise an eyebrow at him. "Really?!"
"You do this to me." He looks unapologetic. “So you have no-one to blame but yourself." He grins before suddenly flipping me over so I’m underneath him and kissing me almost gently. "But I’m going to need feeding before I can go again. I've got serious sex munchies." I laugh. "Shower?" He asks.
"Sure." I smirk, knowing where that's going to lead. "And then I'll find you some food...and perhaps an energy drink." He grins as he pulls me off the bed and towards the shower.
An hour and two more orgasms later and we finally get out of the shower.
I wake up at some point in the night to a car alarm going off just outside my window. I roll over and bury my face in the pillow, but it keeps going.
"Ugh, who's fucking car is that?" I grumble to myself.
The bed moves and the previous few hours comes back to me in a flash as I look over and see Theo's silhouetted form stood at the window. His very fine silhouetted form. That arse…
"Oh shit." He murmurs in the darkness.
"What?" I whisper. I have a pounding headache and noise hurts right now. Especially the fucking racket that car is making.
"Um, I think we left your friend in the car." He says.
I laugh, it hurts but I can't help it. "He is going to be so pissed. You best go let him out."
"Yeah, I'll go do that." He says as he pulls his jeans on. Even with my head pounding, I still want him.
"Babe, can you grab me a glass of water on your way back in." I say without too much thought to my words, I basically just asked him to stay until morning...and I called him babe, eew…What the fuck?! I’m just going to pretend I’m still drunk.
Chapter 11 – Theo
I wake again in the early hours of the morning. Lilly is sprawled naked across my chest. One of her legs is hooked over mine and my arms are wrapped firmly around her. I feel strangely peaceful with her this close to me. Usually when I wake up with a woman like this my first thought is how I'm going to either get out or get her out, I'm not sure whether I like that I don't feel that with Lilly. Perhaps it's because I know she doesn't want or expect anything from me. In my experience women can sometimes take sex to mean more than it actually does. When some one night stand bimbo starts trying to trap me in a relationship I jump ship pretty da
mn quick. Lilly's different though, she actively discourages it, exactly like I do and it makes her all the more intriguing.
She stirs, then presses her lips into my chest. "You stayed." She whispers.
"We've only been asleep for a few hours, and I'm not done with you yet sugar." I smile. I swear the woman is like a bloody demon. I can't get enough of her.
She smiles as she slowly runs her hand over my chest and stomach before stroking my already hard cock. She laughs against my neck as she kisses and nips her way down my throat.
I roll over, pressing her into the mattress.
"So you think my permanent hard-on is amusing do you?" I grin. She nods. "Well, seeing as how you are responsible, I think it's only fair that you fix it." A thin shaft of moonlight penetrates the room illuminating her face and casting shadows. She bites her lip, her eyes sparkle in the darkness. She grabs my hair and pulls me down so she can kiss me. Her tongue moves teasingly along my bottom lip.
She pushes up against me with a surprising amount of force. Of course I’m stronger than her, but I oblige and allow her to push me onto my back and straddle me. Such hardships I endure. She reaches over and fumbles in the drawer beside the bed, I hear a rip and she hastily rolls a condom over my now rigid cock. She kisses me quickly, before reaching down and gripping me hard. She lowers onto me, guiding the head of my erection into her. I'm surprised by how wet she is, her body ready and willing, so eager.
She eases herself slowly down, she feels so damn good. When she's taken me completely she lets out a little groan which makes me shiver.
She moves up and down my length, riding me. Her skin glows in the strip of pale moonlight. Her hair falls around her shoulders. Her erect nipples are so enticing on her perfect tit's. She rolls her hips into me, the sculpted planes of her torso flex and writhe as she moves.
I grip her hips firmly and pull her hard onto me, she throws her head back and groans in response. The sight is so sexy I have to hold her hips firmly ceasing her movement. "Don't stop." She moans.
"Just give me a second or I'm going to come." I pant. She rocks into me forcefully.
"Good." She smiles wickedly.
I sit up so that I'm face to face with her, her breathing is laboured and I can taste her breath on my tongue. I wrap my arms around her as she winds her fingers into my hair. She grinds into me whilst kissing me firmly. I grab her hips pulling her into me harder. I run my tongue lightly along the top lip of her parted mouth as her body moves. Oh god she feels fucking amazing, I’m so close.
"Theo." She gasps against my lips.
I thrust upward into her as she grinds against me. She throws her head back and cries out as I feel her tighten and clench around me.
"Oh shit. Lilly!" I growl against her neck as I come hard and fast with her.
I collapse back onto the bed gasping and trembling with aftershocks. Lilly lays against my chest heaving and speechless. I have never had such intense and staggering sex with anyone, she takes my breath away.
My phone alarm goes off at seven thirty. It takes me a moment to realise where I am as I look around the pale grey walls of Lilly's room. Lilly lays on her front, the duvet is half discarded and just covers her bum. The beautiful curve of her back is exposed, partially covered by her copper waves. Her face is turned toward me, she looks completely peaceful and perfect in sleep, and it's now when she looks so relaxed that I realise the constant strain her features normally carry, as though she has the weight of the world on her shoulders.
I reluctantly climb out of bed and throw on my jeans and shirt. I approach her sleeping form and for the first time I notice small scripted writing across the side of her hip. I lean in to study the tiny font. It reads: Diamonds are made under pressure. She’s definitely a diamond, and I have no doubt that her life has followed a difficult path. I want to know her, and that’s really stupid of me. This is just sex, nothing more.
I sit on the edge of the bed and brush her hair gently off her back to press a soft kiss between her shoulder blades, unable to keep my hands or lips off her for too long. She groans and her eyelids flutter open, she rolls over and smiles sleepily at me. A shaft of sunlight escapes the curtains and lights her face. Light reflects off of her hair, shining a brilliant flaming red. I study her features, her bright eyes, her full lips, sex rumpled hair, she's never looked more sexy and I immediately want to bury myself in her... again, but I really have to go. Sadly I can't spend my life in bed with her.
I lean down and brush my lips over hers. She places a hand around my neck and holds me there. She releases me sulkily. "You're going?"
"Sorry sugar. I promised I'd meet my sister for coffee this morning, before she flies to Paris."
"Well, that is a shame. I could really go for morning sex right now." She bites her bottom lip whilst running her hands over her amazing tits.
"Lilly." I growl as I yank open the fly of my trousers.
I meet Cat at our usual spot. They serve the best cooked breakfasts here. Cat's her usual bubbly self. I’m not exactly well rested this morning and I must look like shit.
"Theo, are you even listening to me?" She scowls at me.
"Sorry, yes I am. I'm just a bit distracted at the moment."
She looks thoughtful. "With a girl?" Damn she's good.
"I don't get distracted by women. It's just work." Lilly technically works for me in a roundabout way...
"Whatever. I know that look." She grins. I glare back at her.
"So when do I have to meet your latest douchebag?" I smile as her face morphs into a scowl.
"He's not a douchebag." She pouts.
I laugh at her. "They're always douchebags. Men are arseholes. Take it from someone who knows."
"No, you're an arsehole. Don't measure other people by your own fucked up standards." She grumbles.
"You see that's where you're wrong. We're all arseholes, I'm just honest enough to admit it. Fact of nature, it is instinct for the male of any species to spread his seed."
"God you're a twat." She mutters as she takes a sip of her coffee. I laugh.
After harassing her for an hour, I give Cat a lift to the airport with the promise of doing dinner with said douchebag soon. Joy.
Monday evening Hugo invites a few of the ‘lads’ as he refers to them, although how you could refer to Henry and Will as lads I don’t know, over for a game night. This means drinking beer and playing video games. If anyone ever asked any of us we’d deny it, but it is fundamental part of male DNA to want to run about and shoot stuff. Obviously I can’t do that, although Hugo did buy two acres of land last year for the sole use of paint balling. Video games are the only available option.
I knock on Hugo’s front door but get no answer. He sometimes works in the office which is in the loft, so leaves the front door open. I push the door open and step inside. I place the pack of Corona on the side table.
“Hugo!” I shout.
“One minute!” He calls back from what sounds like the front room. I walk down the hall and can hear what sounds like voices, maybe crying. I turn the corner and, oh shit that’s not crying. It’s screaming.
“Hey mate. I promise I’ll make this real quick.” Hugo says, whilst on his knees, butt naked and giving it to some girl from behind, a girl who in turn has her face in another girl’s crotch. All this, right there on Hugo’s sofa.
“Dude, I don’t mind you watching, but unless you want to see me shoot my load you might want to turn around.” Hugo says with a stupid grin on his face. Fucking hell, I love him but he seriously has no limits.
“That would definitely scar me. I’ll be in the kitchen.” I go into the kitchen and sit at the breakfast bar whilst the chorus of screams get louder and finally stops. Fucking Hugo.
“Sorry about that mate.” He says when he finally emerges.
“No you’re not.” I laugh.
“You’re right. That was the best fucking I’ve had in weeks. They’re twins. Very talented. Pricey mind.” He shrugs.
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bsp; “They’re hookers?!” I snort.
“Hey, they prefer the term escorts. They are, and I do pay them, but they throw in a lot of free extras if you know what I mean. Hence we ran over.” He raises an eyebrow at me. “Don’t tell me you’ve never paid for it. It’s just less hassle to pay for what you know will be a quality lay. Bar crawling’s always a gamble.”
I laugh. “Of course I’ve never paid for it.”
“Bullshit.”
“Hey, if you had this face you wouldn’t have to pay for it either.” I duck as he moves to punch my arm.
“Fucking prick. “ He mumbles as he opens a beer.
“Anyway, I thought Molly was a quality lay, otherwise you wouldn’t be going back for seconds would you?” I sip the Corona.
“Molly’s cool. She doesn’t give a fuck. That’s why I go back, and yeah she’s a good lay. Same reason you’re fucking Lilly is it not?” He grins wickedly.
“Stop.” I sigh.
“What?”
“I know you’re imagining fucking Lilly right now, stop. Fucking pervert.” I grumble.
“Dude, that’s freaky. What are you a mind reader?!” He looks genuinely confused.
“No, you’re just that predictable.”
He shrugs. “Anywhere that girl goes, every guy in the room is fucking her in his mind a hundred different ways anyway. My one little fantasy won’t hurt. Everything about that girl reeks of sex…dirty, nasty sex.” He grins. I can’t deny that.
The door goes and Hugo answers it for Henry and Will.
“Hey bro. You ready to have your arse handed to you like a little bitch?” Hugo taunts as they come into the kitchen. Will is Hugo’s little brother, but they are polar opposites. Will is always immaculate, quiet and mature. Very un-Hugo like.