Mind the Line

by Jennifer Domenico

  As promised, he brings me to my first climax, but doesn’t let up until it happens a second time, and I’m a sopping writhing mess beneath him pushing his mouth off my throbbing clit. He stands towering over me, kissing my still stocking covered leg, sliding two fingers in and out of me, as I whimper in pleasure.

  “More?”

  “Dick.”

  He laughs. “Dick?”

  “Please, Ellis. Please fuck me.”

  Suddenly, he’s on top of me, gazing into my eyes. “We are not fucking. We are loving. We are merging. We are becoming a couple. Do you understand?”

  I nod as his lips come down on mine again, and I wrap my arms and my legs around him. “I do. Please. I can’t take it anymore.”

  Without another word, he enters me, and my eyes open wide from the sensation. He doesn’t move for a moment, as we gaze into each other’s eyes, but then slowly, deeply, he starts to move within me. He closes his eyes as a moan escapes his lips, and then lies down, pressing his weight into me, and I kiss his neck, his cheek, his mouth, whispering that I love him.

  “Avery,” he whispers, “Avery…”

  “Yes, baby? What is it?”

  Instead of answering me, he rises up on his arms, smiles, then begins to let loose,

  pounding into me like a hammer to a nail. I grip the bed comforter as Ellis fucks the shit out of me. His muscles flex with each movement, and as his always perfectly styled hair falls forward into his face, I have the thought that he must be the most beautiful man alive. This man is mine. He’s finally mine.

  My body tenses as the climax begins to build deep within my belly, clawing his shoulders as I cry out his name again.

  “Fuck,” he moans. “Oh fuck.” He collapses on top of me, our bodies slick with sweat. After a minute or two of rest, he rolls off of me, but pulls me into his arms. “I wanted that for so long.”

  “Me too.”

  “I thought it would take the edge off, but…”

  I prop myself up on my elbow and wipe his hair from his face. “But?”

  “I need more. I need to rest for twenty or thirty minutes, but then I need to have you again, and again after that, and a thousand times again. It didn’t take the edge off. It made me hungry for more.”

  “Lucky for you I’m not going anywhere.”

  “I’m sat here wondering if it felt so good because I know we’re in love or if it just felt so bloody good.”

  I laugh softly. “Does it matter?”

  “No. I knew you would feel amazing, taste like nectar from heaven, move in perfection. I knew it, but I wasn’t prepared for it.”

  “I don’t even know what to say to that.”

  “Just say those three glorious words to me again.”

  Stroking his cheek, I smile. “I love you.”

  He grins. “It feels good to finally get it out, yeah? To identify and explore it. It feels good.”

  “Amazing.”

  “Yeah, amazing. Rest up, love. Round two is in T-minus twenty.”

  I laugh. “I’ll be ready.”

  Chapter 33 Ellis

  Lying with Avery in my arms, I close my eyes as a smile stretches across my lips. It does feel good to finally express how I feel about her. When I said the words, I knew straight away it was real and right. All the times I couldn’t sort it out, tonight when I saw her, it all made sense. Until today my emotions hid behind clouds, and then a warm breeze came in and blew them all away making way for a clear day. We’re in love. How did we not see it sooner?

  I drag my fingers through her luxurious hair whilst I just enjoy the feeling of her in my arms. Her heated skin, her soft patterned breathing, her arm draped across my chest. I had no doubt sex with her would be nice, but it wasn’t nice. It was…undefinable. It was every emotion I’ve never felt. The beauty of her body defies my imagination. The way it felt to be inside of her exceeds my vocabulary. My cock starts to come to life again as I replay that first taste that still lingers. Her kiss left me speechless, but that was just the edge of her passion. Bending my head, I gaze at her as she appears to rest soundly. My hand moves over the curve of her hip and across her beautiful ass, and her eyes flutter open.

  “Hey, love,” I whisper.

  Avery smiles. “What are you thinking right now?”

  “Everything. Tonight has been amazing.”

  “To say the least.”

  Brushing the hair off her face, I nod softly. “Would you like a drink?”

  She laughs softly. “Absolutely.”

  “What’s funny?”

  “When you gave me the scotch from the auction and then asked me to go to Paris, I had this vivid fantasy of you naked with scotch in Paris, and now it’s not a fantasy.”

  “I’ve had many fantasies of you naked, but I like the addition of scotch and Paris.” I pull myself up as an idea comes to me. “I have a proposition.”

  “What’s that?”

  “How would you like to extend our stay in Paris an extra day? We’ll go back Monday instead. We’ll just stay here making love, drinking scotch, and falling deeper in love.”

  Avery’s eyes soften as she nods. “I accept your proposition.”

  I pinch her chin softly before leaning in to kiss her. I can’t believe she’s finally mine to kiss, to touch, to worship as I see fit. I no longer have to fight back my urges. Her lips are so incredibly soft, and as she sucks gently on my bottom lip, a sigh escapes my lips. I’ve never been kissed like this, by a woman who knows how to give a kiss. She doesn’t just let me kiss her, no, she returns it, she leads and gives as much as she gets.

  I pull back slightly, gazing into her eyes. “Well, fuck.”

  “What?”

  “I’m afraid you’re stuck with me now. After kissing you, I could never be satisfied kissing another.”

  “I think it’ll be a long time before either of us wants to kiss another.”

  “What if it’s never? What if this is forever, Avery? Wouldn’t that be something?”

  She nods. “That would be something.”

  I tear my eyes away from her as the intensity of that thought spreads through me. “Right. I’ll get drinks.”

  “I’ll be here.”

  Climbing out of bed, I glance back at her. All of Avery’s usual bravado is tucked quietly away, and I’m overcome with emotion knowing she’s bared herself to me. All of her. Neither of us are pretending anymore.

  I refill our glasses and carry them over to the bed where Avery reclines against the headboard, her delectable body on full display. How I’ve longed to see those tits, and now there they are, exposed, just waiting for my mouth.

  “I must say, Avery, your beauty far exceeds what I imagined.”

  “Thank you. Your body is…” She pauses, laughing softly. “Well, it’s fucking badass.”

  Chuckling, I hand her a glass, climbing in bed next to her. “Badass, eh?”

  “Yeah.” She drags her finger down my bicep. “You’re hot, Ellis. Not just your face, not just your body, but all of it together. Your voice, your eyes, your presence. The way you touch me, how you kiss me, how you make love to me.” Her voice breaks as she speaks. “I almost can’t believe this is happening. Last night after you kissed me I was so confused by everything I was feeling, but then you know what?”

  “What?”

  “I know I’ve never felt anything like this before.” Avery smiles, glancing at her glass, before fixing her eyes on me again. “So it had to be love.”

  I nod, smiling. “I had a similar realization.”

  Avery laughs. “You did?”

  “Yeah. I’ll be honest, Avery. After you left me at the event, I was angry, but then I understood you behaved that way because you had feelings for me. I was jealous when you spoke to Eric because I had feelings for you. I planned to come up here to fuck. I was still desperately convincing myself it was a simple case of lust, but then when our lips met, it was like…” I pause, shaking my head as I search for word. “Avery, it was nothing I�
��ve ever experienced. I knew it wasn’t just lust and I panicked. Because I couldn’t define it, I didn’t know how to move through it.” I smile and Avery nods. “I spent all of today sitting with it, letting it marinade. Earlier at Versailles, when you were so happy, I cannot express how it felt for me to witness that, and to know that I played a part in it. In that moment, I knew I wanted to always be the source of joy for you, and there’s no way you feel that way over lust. I knew it was deeper than that, and I had to tell you. I only hoped you felt the same.”

  “Ellis…” She exhales slowly. “Thank you for telling me all of that. It’s kind of funny if you think about it. Here we were convincing ourselves that we were just colleagues, that it was just lust, and without even trying, we fell in love.”

  “I don’t know that I’ve ever believed we were just colleagues, but I certainly didn’t anticipate this outcome.”

  She tilts her head. “You knew we’d fuck someday. You had to. I did.”

  I laugh. “Yes, I thought that. I just thought that’s all it would be.”

  “Same.” She takes a big gulp of her scotch. “Speaking of. Did you get your second wind yet?”

  I smile before following her lead and taking a drink. “Have you ever had scotch drunk off your body? If you have, please lie and say no.”

  She laughs softly. “I haven’t and I’m telling the truth.”

  “Perhaps we should rectify that.”

  “I think we should.”

  Taking her glass from her, I set it on the nightstand before closing my lips over hers once more. This time I want it to last. I was too excited earlier with that first touch. I want to find every little part of her and expose it. As her fingers glide through my hair, I pull her closer, the taste of scotch mixing with the sweetness of her breath, the warmth of her tongue exploring my mouth. The longer we kiss, the harder my dick gets, so I gently lean her back, forcing myself to break the kiss. Her breath is heavy as she gazes at me with anticipation.

  “You are a brilliant kisser,” I murmur, dragging my finger over her hardened nipple. “I could literally kiss you for days.”

  “You may kiss me for days, every day, whatever day. I’m yours to kiss.”

  “Mine to kiss.” I smile as I tilt my glass enough to pour a trickle of scotch on Avery’s belly. She grins as she squirms slightly, and I watch the liquor pool around her belly button. “Mine to adore. Mine to worship. Mine to taste.”

  Leaning forward, I drag my tongue though the liquid on her belly, drinking it up, before moving back to her tits. They are larger than I expected, but firm and luscious. Her nipples, just a tinge darker than pink are also large and erect, making them easy to suckle. She keeps her big blue eyes on me as I circle each with my tongue before sucking them into my mouth. Avery moans the harder I suck, so I keep going to find out what her tolerance level is. I’m surprised when I don’t reach it, even when I drag my teeth over them.

  “Are you gonna get rough with me?” she whispers.

  “It’s a strong possibility.”

  “I want it.”

  “What else you do want?”

  “I want to suck your dick.”

  A ripple of pleasure courses through me as her words meet my ears. “It’s yours.”

  She sits up, climbing across the bed to me and presses her tits into my face, as her hands slide between my legs. She strokes me a few times, then licks her hand to provide a bit of moisture.

  “It will taste of you, love,” I whisper against her neck.

  “I know, and I will taste of you.” A sexy grin spreads across her lips. “Squeamish?”

  “Not even a bit.”

  “Good.” She slides down my body until her mouth hovers above my dick. It bounces towards her lips, as if it knows it’s about to have a good time. She smiles before guiding it down her throat, and I throw my head back in pleasure and sigh. She goes softly at first, gently massaging my sack in her fingers, dragging her tongue along the underside of my shaft, but then she switches gears, sucking so furiously, I exhale sharply, tangling my fingers in her hair. Her head bobs up and down as she switches between warm soft tongue and sharp teeth. When she shoves me backwards, gently pulling my balls into her mouth, I sigh in pure pleasure. The next trick in her bag both shocks and delights me when I feel her tongue under my sack and buried between my legs, pressing gingerly upon my entrance. I’ve never had anyone do this, but bloody hell it’s phenomenal. When her finger follows her tongue, I tense, but slowly relax enjoying how good it feels. With her finger pressing into me and her mouth back on my cock, it isn’t going to be long before I explode, an outcome I don’t want yet.

  “Avery,” I pant. “Please…it’s too much.”

  Her eyes shift up to me, but she continues sucking, pausing only briefly. “Tell me when.”

  “I don’t want to come yet.”

  “Tell me when,” she repeats calmly.

  I nod, losing myself in the intense pleasure spreading through my lower body. I feel it start to reach my peak, and moan, “now.”

  Avery pulls off of me, roughly grips the base of my cock and squeezes until the impending climax subsides. She watches me with hooded eyes, as my own open wide in complete amazement.

  “How the fuck did you do that?”

  She smiles but says nothing, so I quickly pull her onto me, kissing her hard as she rubs her pussy into my erection. Lying back on the bed, I keep her on top of me, and command, “Climb up here. Ride my mouth.”

  She doesn’t hesitate as she moves up to straddle my face, lowering her sweet pussy to my mouth. She rocks back and forth, and a smile pulls at my lips. This woman knows how to get everything she wants, just as I imagined the first time I laid eyes on her.

  I spread her legs so I can get to all of her, sucking on the folds of flesh, her thighs, her ass, and that tiny little nub of pleasure. She moans my name loudly, and in a burst of pride, I hope the whole of Paris can hear her. As she grinds her pussy into my face, I have the thought that if I died right now, I would only regret not loving her sooner, not experiencing this more, not being able to make love to her until I’m old. She is divine.

  “Ooh…Ellis… fuck… yes!” Avery falls back as her orgasm overtakes her, and I move into position, sliding my cock into her once more. She looks at me, clawing her breasts and biting her bottom lip. In this moment, she couldn’t possibly be any more beautiful. “Fuck me hard, Ellis. So hard.”

  “With pleasure.”

  As Avery grips my arms for support, I pound into her, watching her body bounce beneath me. She rubs her clit, keeping her eyes locked on mine.

  “So good,” she murmurs. “So big. You’re fucking perfect, baby. Perfect.”

  I love her words, her moans, her sighs. All for me. I grab her by the waist and flip her up as I lie back. She straddles my waist, and as she runs her fingers through her hair, I marvel at how her pussy clenches around my cock. It’s an unbelievable feeling, like being trapped in the softest clamp. Reaching up, I grip her tit in my hand, squeezing with some force, but she doesn’t even flinch. I feel close to the edge again, as our bodies move in unison, but I’m not ready for this to be over yet, so I throw her back, and she grins as she hits the bed.

  “You still want it hard?”

  She nods. “Please.”

  “Tell me how.” I stroke my cock. “Explicitly.”

  She drags her fingers between her legs. “Hair pulling. Biting.” She sucks her fingers into her mouth, causing my breath to catch. “Slapping.”

  “Fuck, Avery.”

  “Leave marks.”

  “Bloody hell,” I murmur, so turned on, I can barely think straight.

  “Please.”

  Without responding, I flip her over, pulling her onto her knees, where I bury my face, licking, biting, and sucking at the tender flesh there. She tastes amazing, and I don’t think I could ever get enough of her. I love how she presses into me. There’s nothing passive about how she makes love.

  Backing up, I s
hove my cock into her, smiling as she cries out. I grip the flesh of her ass as I crash into her. In. Out. Smack. My hand comes down on her skin. In. Out. Smack.

  She moans my name.

  In. Out. Smack.

  “Fuck, yessss!”

  In. Out. Smack.

  “I love it,” she cries. “Fucking love it.”

  In. Out. Smack.

  A low guttural noise leaves her lips as she climaxes for me again. Leaning forward, I pull her neck back enough so I can kiss her mouth. “You are so fucking hot, Avery. I love everything about you.”

  Releasing her neck, I twist my hand in her hair, pulling somewhat roughly, but Avery only moans in response. I feel my own body start to reach the climax, and as I fall over the edge of pleasure, the only sound I make is her name on my lips. She cries out as her pussy clenches around me once more, tight like a vice, milking me for every drop. A moment later, we both collapse, absolutely spent.

  After lying next to each other in silence for several minutes, Avery rolls over, propped up on her elbows. Her eyes are filled with tears, and as one trickles down her face, I reach out to wipe it away.

  “What is it, Avery? Are you sad?”

  She shakes her head, offering me a sweet smile. “I’m overwhelmed by how good it feels to be with you. I’m overwhelmed by what we just shared.” She swallows hard. “I’m overwhelmed that after denying my feelings for you for so long, it’s all out. I can finally tell you freely that I adore you, that I feel so happy and peaceful around you. That I love you. It’s overwhelming, but amazing at the same time. I don’t know that I’ve ever been happier than I am right now.”

  I brush my thumb across her cheek. “I couldn’t want for more. It is overwhelming. I’ve never been in love before, and what we did tonight, was far beyond just sex. It was the beginning of everything that is to come for us, and I am so excited about that. I’ve known for some time that you would be a perfect partner for me, but I couldn’t have imagined how accurate that was until tonight.” I cup her face. “I love you, Avery, with everything I’ve got. I’ll work hard to be everything you need.”