Fighting to be Free by Kirsty Moseley (19 page)

“Damn, that was freaking awesome,” I said, shaking my head and looking at her in awe. She smiled and wiped her mouth slightly, I gripped her hand and pulled her down on top of me, holding her close while I caught my breath. “Incredible,” I mumbled, kissing her cheek.

“I’ve never done that before,” she said quietly, as she buried her face in the side of my neck. She’d never done that before? Is that some kind of joke? That was too incredible to be her first one, surely.

“Really?” I asked, bunching up her long hair and wrapping it around my hand like a rope, playing with the soft strands.

“Yeah, Mark didn’t ever want to try that. Weird considering I thought that was supposed to be like a guy’s favourite thing!” she said giggling.

“Can I tell you something?” I asked. She nodded, looking at me curiously. “I’ve never done that before either,” I admitted.

She giggled and shook her head, “Obviously. I wouldn’t have thought you’d have gone down on a guy, Jamie!”

I sighed and smiled, rolling her onto her back again. She’d misunderstood what I meant but she probably wouldn’t believe me if I told her that other than her, I’d been no further than making out with a girl when I was 14. I decided to change the subject and make the most of the bed while we were here.

“Little girl, have I made it up to you about the love bite thing? Or do I still have some apologising to do?” I asked, smirking at her playfully, tugging on the little shorts slightly, deciding that I’d take them off this time.

She chewed on her lip excitedly. “I’m still really annoyed with you, Jamie,” she joked, playing along.

I grinned and nodded, preparing myself to hear her moan my name again. “I thought you were.

Don’t worry, I’ll fix that.”

…......................................

After an hour upstairs of making her moan my name over and over, we finally headed back downstairs to the still raging party. We hadn’t had sex because I just wouldn’t be able to with my ribs, but I had
definitely
made up for getting in trouble with the love bite.

She had a few more drinks but still wasn’t trashed. Apparently, Mark had left with the blonde girl, which I was grateful for, I didn’t want him to be starting trouble and embarrass her tonight.

Ellie was so much fun, I watched her dance with her friends playing drinking games and generally making the party more exciting for everyone. Not once did she look embarrassed that I was with her, I got included in everything that she did and whoever she talked to. We even went on the quad bikes for a while, which was awesome. I’d never met anyone like her, she was incredible.

At just after one in the morning, she stopped dancing. “Had enough?” she asked, looking at me hopefully.

I nodded, “Sure, if you have,” I said easily. Actually, I didn’t think I would ever have enough of this night, this was the second best night of my life. Last Saturday when I met her was easily the best, but this was a close second.

“Yeah, my face hurts from all the fake smiling,” she joked, massaging her cheeks, making me laugh. She took my hand and we weaved through the crowd until she spotted Stacey, who was still making out with the brown haired guy. “Hey girl, we’re now leaving see you tomorrow, yeah?” Ellie said, hugging her.

“Yeah, I’ll be over about four,” Stacey slurred, she turned her attention to me. “Make sure you take my best friend home safely, you hear?” she asked, hugging me too. I could tell she was drunk by the way she swayed slightly.

Ellie rolled her eyes, “Paul, don’t let her drink anymore,” she said sternly.

“I’m not having anymore. I’m just finishing this one, then moving to orange juice,” Stacey slurred, hiccoughing.

“This one?” Ellie asked, pointing to the almost full cup in her hand. Stacey nodded and Ellie took it from her hand, downing the contents, wincing slightly and handed her back the empty cup. “There you’re all done. OJ from now on, yeah?” she said, looking at Paul warningly.

“Aww, Ellie Pearce, you’re no fun.” Stacey pouted.

“I know, so they tell me. See you tomorrow, Stace. Paul, you had better look after her,” Ellie warned, looking a little worried. He nodded but he looked like he wasn’t really paying attention. He wouldn’t be able to look after his girl if there was trouble.

“Maybe we should take them both home?” I suggested, bending close to Ellie’s ear.

She looked at me a little shocked, “Yeah? You don’t mind?” she asked, looking at me gratefully.

“It’s no problem.” I would rather take them home than leave them here in the state they were in.

Ellie smiled and looped her arm through Stacey’s. “Come on, Jamie’s going to take you two home,” she chirped happily, leading Stacey towards the door, with Paul stumbling behind her. He looked wasted, maybe not from drink either.

We dropped Paul home first, then drove to Stacey’s, “So Jamie, you gonna go make Ellie’s bed rock?” Stacey asked, giggling from the back seat, making me laugh. “Friends with extra’s, it’s a good idea, maybe I should do that with Paul. Then I could go out on dates with other people, and still get to use him for his hot body,” she slurred, looking like she was actually considering the thought.

Ellie laughed and rolled her eyes, “Yeah, but you love Paul, so for you two that wouldn’t really work out.”

“Yeah, but the feeling of first meeting someone…. the first kiss….. the first date, that’s incredible.

You two still get to do that with other people but have sex with each other whenever you want. Hmm……nice,” she said, closing her eyes and resting her head back, getting comfortable.

Ellie frowned and shifted in her seat quickly. “Hey! Don’t go to sleep, let’s play a game……err…first one to see five red cars, ok?” Ellie suggested, banging her hand on the side of her seat, making Stacey open her eyes.

“One!” Stacey shouted, giggling, pointing out of the window at a yellow cab. I couldn’t help but burst out laughing, she was a funny drunk.

The game kept her awake until we pulled up outside her house. Ellie walked her in, gaining a disapproving look from Stacey’s Dad as he opened the door when Stacey struggled to get the key in the lock. I watched him give Ellie and Stacey a lecture, and I was glad I waited in the truck.

She climbed back in the truck, giggling, “Oops, she’s in deep shit.”

She showed me the way to her house. Her street was really nice, the houses were big and all the gardens were well kept, her family definitely had some money. It surprised me a little, because she didn’t seem to act like the spoilt little girl that I thought would live in one of these types of houses.

“Stop here,” she instructed, pointing to a big white house. I pulled up at the curb and jumped out, going round to her side to open her door, still trying to behave like a gentleman.

“Is this your house?” I asked, looking at it appreciatively.

She shook her head, “No, I live next door.” She took my hand and walked up the road a little, to an equally large house with a blue door.

“So, why did I park there?” I asked, confused.

“I don’t want my parents to see your car,” she said shrugging.

I stopped as we got to her door and leant in to kiss her. She kissed me back immediately, wrapping her arms around my neck. I pressed her against the door, savouring every last second so I could picture it until I saw her again.

“I’ll call you tomorrow, maybe we could meet up next week?” I asked hopefully.

She frowned, looking a little shocked. “You don’t want to come in?”

“Err…..you want me to?” I asked confused. She smiled and nodded, slipping her key in the door.

“Ellie, what about your parents? Won’t they be up?” I asked, wincing slightly as I imagined her Dad coming downstairs, and seeing me looking the way I do right now. That’s not really the type of first impression I would want him to have of me.

“They’ll be in bed, so will my sister Kelsey, it’s fine. I can sneak you in, then they leave every Saturday morning at ten, to go and visit my Nanna. You can just leave after they’ve gone,” she said, looking at me hopefully.

She wanted me to stay the night at her house? shit, I would love that. “Really? You sure?” I asked, hating the thought of getting her in trouble or anything.

“Yeah, but only if you want to….. I mean, you don’t have to…. I just thought that…” she started, but I cut her off by kissing her fiercely. She giggled against my lips and pulled back. “I’ll take that as a yes,” she said, turning and opening the door. She stepped into the hallway and looked into a room that was probably the lounge. There were no lights on, so I assume everyone was in bed. “All clear. You want a drink, or something to eat?” she whispered.

I shook my head and walked in, closing the door quietly behind me. “I’m fine.”

She grinned and then walked off to the stairs, stopping at the bottom to take off her shoes when they clicked against the wooden floor. I kicked off my sneakers, grabbing them and followed her upstairs to her bedroom.

Her room wasn’t how I thought it would be at all, I guess I thought it would be all girlie and pink.

Instead, three walls were painted white, and one had black wallpaper. There was a huge black leather sleigh bed with black sheets, even the furniture was black. There
was
some pink in the room, but it wasn’t the baby pink that I thought it would be, it was a hot pink, bright and in your face. This room was Ellie all over, surprising, mysterious and sexy as hell.

“This wasn’t what I was expecting,” I admitted quietly.

She smiled and flicked on her bedside light, shutting the drapes. “No? What where you expecting?” she asked curiously, as she locked the bedroom door.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and walked her over to the bed, “I’m not sure, not this though,” I said as I kissed her.

She moaned quietly and kissed me back. I immediately got to work on her clothes, pulling them off, as she did mine. She moved onto the bed, I climbed on top of her, kissing down her neck and across her breasts and stomach, tracing my fingers across the contours of her body.

“Hmm, I wonder how quiet you can be…..” I teased, grinning wickedly, as I kissed lower down.

She giggled and pulled a pillow over her face as I trailed my tongue across her body. The pillow was probably a good idea, she was a bit of a screamer.

I woke in the morning with Ellie’s perfect naked body, wrapped in my arms, I was spooning her from behind. I moved my hips back so she didn’t feel how hard I was, damn that’s embarrassing. I kissed the back of her head lightly.

Last night was incredible, she was incredible, and every single minute that I spent with her, made me like her more and more. If I wasn’t careful this girl would have me in love with her in no time at all, which would suck big time considering she doesn’t want to actually date me.

She rolled over in my arms and pressed her face into my neck. “Who the hell are you, and what are you doing in my bed?” she mumbled, trailing her hands down my back, making me shiver.

“Ha ha. You’re funny,” I said, rolling my eyes.

She pulled back grinning, “I at least thought I would scare you for half a second,” she mumbled sleepily.

“Not even for half a second, little girl,” I said, grinning at her.

She gripped her hand on the back of my head and pulled me closer, pressing her lips to mine. We made out for a few minutes before breaking apart, I just held her in my arms, looking at her beautiful face. She looked incredible when she woke up in the morning, better somehow with the wild bed hair and no makeup.

I glanced over at the clock to see it was half past eleven. “Want to go for a belated breakfast or something?” I asked hopefully.

“Sure. I’m gonna go grab a shower first though, wanna come?” she asked, climbing out of the bed looking like a freaking sex goddess as she smiled seductively.

I felt my dick get hard again, damn it, again? “Hell yeah I do,” I admitted, getting out of the bed as quick as I could without hurting myself. She giggled as I put my hands on her hips, pressing my chest to her back, following behind her eagerly.

…………………

The following month was the best month of my life. Ellie and I continued to see each other casually, which was awesome. We text back and forth everyday, and I saw her at least three times a week.

Every Friday night I would go to watch her shake her perfect little ass at the game, then go to the party with her after. Each time she would sneak me into her room so I could spend the night with her.

That was the only time I got to actually ‘
sleep’
with her, because I refused to let her come to stay at mine. She really was too good for a place like that. She didn’t really understand why I wouldn’t let her stay, and I didn’t explain that it was a place for ex-cons. I couldn’t stand for her to look at me any different or think bad of me. So, we spent a lot of time in the back of the car, or in motels, or even occasionally in the bathrooms of restaurants too.

She still didn’t want to date me, well, I don’t think she did anyway. I didn’t bring it up again in case I ruined everything, but I knew she wasn’t dating anyone else at all. She didn’t even look at other guys, which made me feel slightly special. I was pretty sure she just thought of me as a friend. We talked a lot, then when we would see each other, it would end up being mind-blowing sex.

I was actually crazy about her, I couldn’t help but fall for her. She was incredible and I wished with every bone in my body that I was good enough for her, but there was no point in wishing. She would always deserve better than me, and more than I could give her.

My job was awesome, I managed to get at least two cars fixed up ready for auction each Wednesday. They were buying them in bulk so there was a nice regular supply for me to work on.

The money was more than I had hoped and was pretty regular too, they even put me on the books so I was legitimate and paying taxes. The awesome thing was, that they didn’t even ask for references or anything about my past, just accepted me at face value, so I didn’t even need to lie. I managed to earn around $350 per car, so I could easily afford a new place.

Ellie and I were going to look around a few apartments today, so I could finally move out of the crap hole I lived in, and then I’d be able to have her stay over too. Maybe then I’d get more time with her, which I couldn’t help but get excited about. We’d skipped the after game party last night in favor of a movie, I slept at mine so I could pick her up this morning then we wouldn’t have to sneak around because of her parents.