by Beth Abbott
He liked that, Ellen surmised, barely containing a grin.
As he bit gently on her nipple, Ellen’s back nearly came up off the bed.
She groaned as the pain/pleasure started her pussy walls clenching and tightening.
His mouth never left her nipples, as his hand trailed down across her stomach to her mound.
She wondered, absently, if she should have waxed down there as seemed to be the fashion, but as he swirled his fingers in the neatly trimmed blonde hair on her mound, the sound that came from him almost resembled a growl of appreciation.
Separating her lower lips, he ran his finger around the outside of her pussy, teasing the entrance without ever penetrating her.
Ellen gasped and arched her sex towards him, desperate for more contact.
“Easy, baby. We’re taking this really slowly. Ok?” Luke’s words were meant to be calming, but what he was doing to her was having the opposite effect.
“More!” Ellen gasped, alarmed at how desperate she sounded to her own ears. “I need more!”
“Do you need this?” Luke murmured, pressing his finger, now slick and coated with her juices, inside by an inch.
Ellen nodded, unable to speak.
Luke eased it out and swirled it around her entrance before sliding it in again, this time by about two inches.
Ellen nodded again, and groaned.
“Yes!” She hissed.
Luke repeated the movement over and over, still sucking on her engorged nipples as he did so. Each movement was different from the last, sometimes the penetration was shallow, sometimes deeper, but he never allowed her to get used to his movements.
Unknowingly, Ellen’s hand had reached around Luke’s neck, and she was gripping his hair for dear life. He doubted she even realised she was doing it, and whilst she was squirming in his arms, her body was soaring higher towards what he knew would be a magnificent orgasm. There was no way he was going to ask her to stop! If he ended up with a bald patch, it would be worth it.
When she started panting, he knew it was time to increase the stimulation.
He needed her to come at least once before he penetrated her, just to help ease her discomfort, and one finger was not going to stretch her.
He pulled his middle finger out and swirled two fingers around her juices. The next time he pushed in, it was the second finger that had Ellen crying out.
“Luke…” She gasped. “Oh God, Luke, yes, please, yes!”
Luke was certain Ellen had no idea what words were leaving her mouth.
He pulled his mouth from her nipple, replacing it with his free hand, as he slid down the bed, settling himself between her legs.
His fingers were still pumping into her pussy, changing speed and depth constantly and occasionally pulling out altogether to swirl around her entrance before plunging back in.
Ellen was on fire. Her limbs were stretched taught, and she could barely breathe she was wound so tightly.
Every time it seemed like she was on the verge of something, just as she was about to plummet over the edge, Luke would change what he was doing and she would be pulled back.
His fingers pinched her nipple, and he felt the corresponding gush of liquid seep from her pussy.
In the next second, he removed his fingers from her pussy only to replace them with his tongue, lapping at her juices.
Her groan drove him on, and when his thumb rubbed over her clit, he felt her explode, her orgasm crashing over her, as her pussy muscles clenched repeatedly, trying to get purchase on his intruding tongue.
Luke never stopped, his tongue and fingers continuing the assault, never letting her catch her breath.
His hand had left her nipple now, and he used the weight of his forearm across her hips to stop her bucking him off the bed.
She was groaning his name over and over, and as he continued to lap up her juices, his cock throbbed like a son-of-a-bitch!
He felt the moment when she started to come out the other side, and gradually eased the movements of his tongue and the pressure of his thumb on her clit.
As he crawled up her body, she reached for him and pulled him into a scorching kiss.
When they came up for air, she was looking him straight in the eye.
“I need you inside me.” She whispered. “Now!”
Unable to refuse when his cock was primed and ready to blow, Luke reached down and retrieved his jeans from the floor.
Pulling a strip of condoms out of the back pocket, he ripped one off and threw the rest onto the bedside table.
Ellen watched him, her mouth hung open at seeing how many condoms he’d brought with him.
“Confident, much?” She grinned at him, watching as he tore open the packet, and quickly rolled it down over his engorged cock.
Luke shook his head.
“Hopeful, more like.” He grinned. “What can I say? I was a boy Scout.”
Ellen giggled and gave him a two finger salute. “Dib, dib, dib”
Grinning back, Luke replied, “Dob, dob, dob!”
Moments later all grinning and fooling around came to end as Luke leaned over her and took her lips in a kiss of utter carnality.
He devoured her, sucking on her tongue, pushing his own tongue into her mouth as though he was fucking it slowly.
Any feeling of calm or stupor following her last orgasm quickly dissipated and she was soon arching her body into his again.
Seconds turned into minutes as he stoked the flames, and when he felt his cock at her entrance, he almost groaned with relief.
Slowly, he fed the head of his cock inside her, and she gasped at the stretch. He didn’t push in, just held her there, kissing the bejesus out of her as he rocked them both so gently.
When he felt her roll her hips towards him, he pushed in a little further, then pulled out a little, rocking back and forth until she grew accustomed to his presence. She was so freaking tight he was genuinely afraid of hurting her.
Again, Ellen’s movement told him when she was ready for more, and he gently pushed further in, stopping when his cock reached the barrier within.
When Luke looked up into Ellen’s face, her eyes were wide open, staring back at him. She didn’t seem to be in any discomfort, but he knew the next thrust was going to be the one, and he didn’t want to hurt her at all.
Moving his arm, his fingers found her nipple, and he started pinching and twisting it, applying just the right pressure to have her moaning again.
Just as he pinched the nipple a bit harder, she gasped out and he thrust into her, pushing past the barrier in one big surge.
Ellen cried out, and Luke soothed her, his kiss and his fingers showing her every ounce of the tenderness he felt for her.
He knew it had hurt for a second, and he gave her time to get used to him, but as she gasped a few breaths, Luke started moving again.
Unrestricted now by having to be careful of hurting her, he could slide fully out of her before surging back in. Her juices were now fully coating his cock, and it took only a few more thrusts before he was filling her completely.
Ellen was breathless and panting now, the sensation of being completely filled coupled with the feel of his weight pressing her into the mattress only heightening her pleasure.
Luke was sliding into her in long powerful thrusts now, changing the pace and depth occasionally, but keeping up a good rhythm.
It felt so good, and when he propped himself on his knees and lifted her hips off the bed, the change of angle left her crying out with each thrust as his cock scraped over what he assumed must be her G-spot.
Every muscle in Luke’s neck was straining, the veins standing out with the effort he was putting into every thrust, loving the feeling of her clamping down around his cock.
Just when he thought it couldn’t get any better, she dug her nails into his back, and he started pounding into her for all he was worth.
He grabbed her leg and lifted it higher, and suddenly he felt the tip of his cock hitting
the top of her channel.
He pumped, once, twice, three times, and Ellen detonated, juices gushing from her as she cried Luke’s name over and over, her nails scoring into the skin on his back.
Luke pumped three more times, and released into her, groaning her name as the internal muscles of her pussy milked his seed right out of him.
He could feel the muscles in his arms straining and shaking as he struggled to keep his weight off her.
As their orgasms finally faded, Luke gently pulled out of her and collapsed at her side. His arm pulled her firmly to him, and he kissed her shoulder.
When they finally found the breath to speak, Luke lifted his head up to look her in the eye.
“Are you Ok?” He whispered, watching carefully for her response. “Did I hurt you?”
Ellen turned her head to look him directly in the eye.
“You didn’t hurt me, Luke.” She reassured him. “That was… I’m not sure if I have big enough words to describe it.”
Ellen shook her head slowly, while Luke waited for her to gather herself.
“It was truly… life-changing, Luke.” Ellen couldn’t hold back the tears in her eyes.
“Hey, it’s Ok.” Luke whispered, reaching up to wipe her tears away.
Ellen choked out a laugh. “These are happy tears, Luke! I’m happy! I never believed making love could be like that. Maybe because I never thought I’d find someone I wanted to make love to. It was easier to believe it was all a lie. Oh, my God, I so have to apologize to Suzy! She always said it was this good and I never believed her.”
Luke shook his head in disbelief. He’d been so worried that he’d been too rough and had spoiled it for her, and here she was claiming it was the best thing… ever!
Damn, he was good. He smirked at her.
“I think we need to clean up, and get some sleep. Your apology to Suzy can probably wait.”
Ellen grinned at Luke.
“So when can we do that again?” She batted her eyelashes at him.
“Hmm, maybe we need to leave that until tomorrow. I’m thinking you’re going to be a little sore right about now.” Luke guessed.
“Hmmph, nonsense.” Ellen huffed, as she swung her legs out over the side of the bed. When she winced in pain, Luke realised he had guessed about right, and he swung her up into his arms.
“A nice bath and bed for you, young lady, and if you’re really good, we can fool around some more before I leave tomorrow.”
Chapter 29 - Ellen
Ellen gradually awakened to the gentle but unmistakable stroking of fingers across her collarbone and down her arm.
Opening her eyes slowly, she lifted her head to find Luke lying next to her on his side, his head propped up on one hand, with his other making lazy swirls across her skin.
“Hi.” She whispered, smiling up at him.
“Hi, yourself.” He whispered back. “How’re you feeling?”
Ellen did a quick body check, gently clenching the internal muscles in her sex. There was definitely a feeling of having been well used, but no way in hell was she going to admit that to Luke.
“Pretty great actually.” She smirked. “Maybe like how I imagine a good work out at the gym would leave you.”
“Hmmm. Is that so?” Luke grinned.
“And how about you? How are you feeling?” She asked nervously.
Luke looked down the length of his body, and she noticed his cock straining to burst free from the trunks he’d donned after their bath last night.
“Well, apart from the fact that my cock is about ready to explode, and throbbing like a son-of-a-bitch?” He laughed. “Pretty damn amazing. I’d kiss you if it wasn’t for that whole morning breath thing.”
The look of panic on Ellen’s face was ridiculous as she slapped her hand over her mouth.
“I’m so sorry!” She squeaked, and turned to scramble off the bed.
Luke’s big paw grabbed her arm as his guffaw reached her ears, and he dragged her back towards him.
“I was kidding, woman! Get your ass back over here and kiss me.”
Luke gave her no chance to protest. His lips crashed onto hers the moment he’d pulled her close enough, and after a few seconds under his complete control, she gave up any pretence of trying to get away.
This man was a kissing God!
When he finally let her up for air, he grinned back at her.
“See, no morning breath. I kissed it out of you.” He laughed.
“You are cruel!” Ellen complained.
“Nah, I just like going caveman on your ass, and dragging you back to bed.” Luke was grinning ridiculously. “It worked really well too.”
Ellen slapped his chest ineffectually, and giggled as he gathered her up, rolling onto his back and taking her with him, settling her on top of him.
“So…” She ventured. “What exactly are we doing today? Or are we staying here in bed all day?
Luke paused.
“I phoned JT this morning.” He said quietly.
“What, this morning?” She glanced over at the clock. It was still only six-thirty. “You’ve phoned your boss already this morning?”
Luke smiled.
“JT isn’t my boss, honey. We’re business partners. JT, me, Matt and Danny are all Directors of our own company. AC Security and Technology Services Ltd. JT was our Captain in the army. Our leader. He’s one organised son-of-a-bitch, who has more contacts than anybody you ever met. Since he was the first one to leave the military, naturally he was the one to set everything up. But it was a joint vote that made him CEO. Beyond titles, and roles within the operation, everything is equal, including the money.” Luke explained.
“So, what exactly is it that you do? You said security, but what exactly is that? It sounds like you run a team of night-club bouncers to me.” Ellen grinned.
“Not quite.” Luke grinned. “Although I suppose we could fall back on that if the other shit doesn’t pan out.”
Ellen tweaked his nipple.
“Ow, bully!” He complained. “Ok, so we do some physical stuff, protection, surveillance, stuff like that. But we also do cyber security as well. JT is un-bloody-believable on the computer, and works on company security systems, either working to protect them or finding out who hacked them, if they’ve already been attacked. We’ve hired a couple of top mini-geeks to work with him in London, and that side of the business is really taking off. Add to that some work that’s been pushed our way by some American contacts, and this last year has been particularly stellar.”
“What does the AC stand for? It’s obviously not your initials.”
“No, it stands for Alpha Company.” Luke explained. “That was the unit we were all in when we were first put together as a team.”
“And the company is successful, and makes you a lot of money?” She asked.
“More than we could have ever dreamed.” Luke was understandably proud of their work so far.
“Hmmm!” Ellen frowned. “So, if you wanted to….”
Luke waited patiently, wondering where she was going with this line of thought.
“You could actually trade that piece of shit car in for something decent.” She pointed out.
Luke pounced on her, having her flat on her back in seconds, tickling every spare inch he could find.
“Aww, don’t hate on my car.” He grinned. “She’s my baby!”
“I thought I was your baby.” She pouted, batting her eyelashes up at him. “Or is that something you call all the females in your life.”
Luke gazed down at her, the smile on his face replaced by something she could only describe as adoration.
“My car is an inanimate object.” He explained slowly. “No matter what I call her. Aside from my sainted mother, and JT’s secretary Claire, and, I guess Suzy now too, you are the only female in my life.”
“Please tell me, am I’m the only one of those you’ve made love to?” Ellen grinned.
Luke shook his head sadly.
“That statement is just wrong on so many levels, you do know that?” He pointed out.
She grinned at him.
“You haven’t answered the question.”
Luke sighed, as though beaten down.
“Yes, you’re the only one on the list I’ve had any sort of intimate sexual contact with. Does that clarify to your satisfaction?”
Ellen looked so smug.
“Yup!” She smirked. “Don’t worry, I’m not the jealous type. At least… I don’t think I am. I guess I’ve never been tested on that front before.”
“Well, hopefully you won’t be tested in future either.” Luke looked at her pointedly. “The most number of hook-ups I’ve ever had with the same person has been two. And most times the second time has just been coincidence that I’ve run into the same person twice. It happened sometimes when you were based somewhere for a few weeks or months. I’ve never had any desire to go for a hat-trick.”
“Really?” Ellen asked. “Why not?”
Luke shrugged.
“Military life is hard. Most of the men end up divorced or separated, and I never fancied the idea of receiving a ‘Dear John’ letter just as I was about to go on a dangerous mission. I’ve seen it happen a time or two, and we’ve been lucky if the guy actually made it back alive.” He grimaced.
Obviously bad memories there.
“Since then, I’ve been too busy getting the business off the ground, and trying to find out what happened to my brother.”
“Is that why you’ve been staying up here? Looking for me?” Ellen asked quietly.
Luke’s eyes widened as he realised that she’d just nailed it.
“Yeah, I guess you could say that, although, as we both know, I didn’t know it was you.”
Luke’s eyes stared at her shrewdly for a moment.
“Tell me you don’t believe that last night was as a result of finding out who you really were.” He demanded.
Ellen wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek softly.
“I know it wasn’t.” She reassured him. “Last night was simply a progression from the night before, and neither of us had any idea on Friday that there was a connection between us.”