Final Play (Matchplay Series) (7 page)

I knew the comment was one I needed to address but at that moment, I didn’t feel like it. All I wanted to do was touch her. Be close to her. Be near her. I don’t know why I had so much trouble keeping my hands off Ella. I was normally the master of restraint around women. But Ella was different. Ella’s skin felt magnetic.  I ran my fingers down her delicate cheek. “Do you like that?” I asked.

She nodded.

“How about this?” I leaned over and placed another soft kiss on her lips.

“I love that,” she whispered. “Can I have more?”

She read my mind. I pulled her close and devoured her lips and mouth. I was overcome with so much raw desire, I suddenly felt like an animal let loose on its prey. When I was able to break free because I needed some air, I had enough time to regain my senses. “We need to stop.”

Disappointment seemed to shadow her face.

“I thought we were going to take things slowly,” I reminded her.

I saw the slightest hint of a smile. “This is slow for me.”

I put my hand to her face and caressed her cheek with my thumb. “I’m serious about taking things slowly. I want this to be different. Special.”

“It already is.” Her face was so thoughtful and her eyes held so much promise.

“I don’t just want to be number fifty-nine. I want to be your one and only.”

“Do you mean that?” She sounded so unsure, it broke my heart.

“I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t mean it.”

We held each other’s gaze for a few moments and I swear it felt like t
he Earth temporarily stopped spinning on its axis.

When Ella said, “Turn over,” it completely caught be off guard.

“What,” I muttered.

“Turn over,” she repeated.

“Why?”

She frowned. “Why do you have to analyze everything before you’ll take action?”

“Because I’m an engineer.”

“I think you’re an engineer because you’re so logical and thoughtful but that’s another conversation. Right now, I would like for you to be just a little bit spontaneous and turn over without knowing exactly why.”

I heaved a sigh but gave in. I turned over and lay on my stomach. “Happy?”

“Exuberant,” she teased.

Then she started rubbing my shoulders. I didn’t even realize I was holding so much tension until she was massaging my muscles. “You’re so tight,” she commented as she worked on a particularly large knot. “Are you under a lot of stress?”

I thought about the question. Was I under stress? I tended to worry a lot. I ruminated over things, even things I had no control over. “I guess so.”

“But why?” She asked as she worked on the muscles in my neck.

I wish I knew. I seemed to have been born worrying about something. Maybe thinking about things from every possible angle was actually over-thinking. I never gave the matter too much thought because I was too busy worrying. “Would you believe me if I said I came out of the womb worrying?”

She laughed. “That wouldn’t surprise me a bit. You need to relax. Haven’t you ever heard the term:
go with the flow
? That should be your new motto.”

If she only knew how far out of my comfort zone I had moved already just to be here with her, I thought she’d be shocked. “Maybe this is spontaneous for me.”

She moved close to my ear and whispered, “I know it is. But maybe I want you to do something even more impulsive.”

I could feel my heart start to race at her suggestion. I swa
llowed to try and clear the lump that had formed in my throat. “Such as,” I muttered.

Her breath on my neck sent shivers through me. “I think you already know the answer to that question.”

I swallowed again but the lump refused to dissipate. So much for taking things slowly, we were racing towards the finish line like a runaway train. I turned over to face Ella. Her eyes were filled with mischief and want. I realized in that moment, there was no way I was going to be able to resist her desires any longer.

Not that I didn’t have desires of my own. In that moment, looking into her wanting eyes, I was overwhelmed with the need to feel Ella’s body next to mine—to feel myself inside her. I had never had a more overpowering feeling in my life.

As soon as the decision was made, it was like Ella could read my mind. Without either of us saying another word, she began to unbutton my shirt. My heart started to beat a little faster as she undid each button. In some ways, it felt like a dream. The most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on was seducing me. She kept her eyes locked on mine as she made her way down to the final button.

“That’s better,” she said as she placed her hands on my bare chest.

I took in a sharp breath. “Ella, I…”

She placed her index finger on my lips and shook her head. “No words. I just want you to experience this. I want you to feel it. You need to get out of your head for a while and reconnect with your body.”

“Okay,” I agreed even though I wasn’t sure what I was getting myself into. No words—no thinking—just feeling and experiencing. This was unfamiliar territory for me. I wasn’t exactly connected to my body. Sometimes I felt like I could exist as a brain in a glass jar, that’s how much I relied upon my mind.

She leaned close to my ear again and whispered. “I don’t want you to worry about anything. I’m on the pill. I get tested regularly. I’ve always used condoms.
Always.”

I nodded. I wanted to show her that I was following her i
nstructions and not using words, although I really wanted to. There were so many things I wanted to say but I wanted to feel more than my words could capture. I wanted to experience being with her, fully and totally.

I placed my lips on Ella’s and the fire that was ignited raged through my body. I devoured her mouth with mine and as I thrust my tongue deep into her mouth, Ella let out a delighted little moan.

I tried my best to erase all of the thoughts that were now racing through my head. I kept my attention on Ella’s delicious lips and her hands that were now roaming my chest.

It didn’t take long for those wandering hands to make their way to my belt buckle. I almost protested but stopped myself. There were so many reasons for us not to go all the way but I still wanted to. I felt like there was a devil on my left shoulder and an angel on my right shoulder and they were dueling for control of me. The angel was telling me to
take things slower
and
be the nice guy
I always was with women. The devil, on the other hand, was telling me to
go with it
and
enjoy the moment
. 

I let Ella unbuckle my belt and she bit her bottom lip as she gave me a seductive little half smile. I started to say, “Are you sure—” but Ella put her finger to my lips again and stopped me.

“No words,” she reminded me.

I took over for her and wiggled out of my pants and boxer briefs. When I looked over at her I noticed that she was still fully
clothed. It seemed so unfair. She must have read my mind again because she grinned and hopped from the bed.

She did a little striptease for me as she removed her shirt and then her pants followed. As she stood in front of me in only her pink lace underwear and bra, I felt myself grow rock hard. I couldn’t remember a time I was so turned on in my life.

When her bra came off, I took in her delicious looking breasts. Her underwear soon followed. She had the most amazing body. It took every ounce of restraint I had not to shout out how absolutely beautiful she was and how I didn’t deserve to be there with her. I felt like dog meat next to the most expensive filet mignon.

She slid back on to the bed next to me and we just looked at each other for a moment. I was suddenly aware of my nakedness and immediately became self-conscious. I realized I probably didn’t measure up to the other guys she had been with in any way. My body was certainly no match for Steel’s rock-solid physique.

Ella’s eyes were gleaming as she looked me up and down. She kind of looked like a kid in a candy store. Her look of pure pleasure as she examined
the goods
melted away any anxiety I had about my body. She seemed to be genuinely pleased with what she saw before her.

“Close your eyes,” she whispered into my ear and I obeyed.

I could feel the tip of her tongue touch my collar bone then she carefully made her way down my body, licking her way down my chest toward my stomach. Before I knew it, her mouth was on my dick and I took in a sharp breath as she licked the tip with her skilled tongue.

She took my erection into her mouth and licked and sucked with such veracity, I thought I would come at any moment. But she was already so in tune with my body, she stopped just in time and I took the opportunity to
compose
myself.

When I opened my eyes and looked at her, she gave me a tiny hint of a smile. I cro
oked my index finger and gave her a
come here
gesture. She shook her head playfully but I nodded right back with equal force. Finally she acquiesced and when she came close enough, I pulled her toward me and devoured her mouth with mine. She melted into me as our tongues danced with each other. Then I decided she needed a little attention with my tongue. I made my way to her nipples and licked and sucked each one of the erect buds. Then I licked my way down her stomach, making a small pit stop at her belly button, which I found out was extremely sensitive when she writhed under my tongue thrusts.

The last stop on my tongue’s journey was between her legs. I can’t say I had a lot of experience in that nether region but I decided to take the plunge. As I thrust my tongue between her folds, she took in a sharp breath. She tasted salty and sweet and I
couldn’t believe how turned on I was getting giving oral sex. It had never happened before. I wasn’t even sure I was making an impact but when she lifted her hips to meet my mouth, I figured I had to be doing something right. I continued with veracious, licks, and flicks and tongue thrusts until I heard her voice.

“Lucas,” she cried as she writhed in pleasure.
“Oh, God!”

She started to quiver and I knew I had scored my first Big O for the night. I hoped it wouldn’t be my last. If I was lucky, I could get her to come with me one more time.

When I slid back up to her so we’d be face-to-face again, she had a little twinkle in her eyes. She placed her palm on my face and looked at me. Our eyes locked and a wave rushed through me like I had never felt before. I was overwhelmed with the urge to be inside of her. It was beyond anything I had ever felt before. I assume all guys have the desire for sex, some probably more than others. My urges have always been strong but the way I felt, looking into Ella’s eyes, was an all-consuming need. I felt like could go without food and water, and maybe even air for a while, but I didn’t know if I could survive without being inside of Ella.

I crashed my mouth into hers and ravished her with my lips and tongue. My hands were everywhere on her body: her back, her breasts,
her butt. We were a frenzy of hands and mouths and moans. I was so hard, I felt like I was ready to explode.

Ella stopped the action for a moment by placing her hand on my chest. Then she put up an index finger in a
just a moment
gesture. It took me a moment to catch my breath. But she was right, being caught up in the feelings, in the experience of the moment, and not thinking about every single thing, was pure bliss.

She reached over to her night
stand and opened the drawer. She removed a small packet, which I assumed was a condom, and held it up. “Do you want me to put it on you?”

I nodded and she gave me a sexy little grin. She managed to get the package open with her teeth. I made sure I was lying on my back and she expertly rolled the condom on and made sure it was in place. It could have been one of the sexiest things I had ever seen.

Then Ella got a predatory look in her eyes, and to my surprise, she placed both hands on my chest then straddled me and slid right on to my dick.

Holy, shit! She felt better than I could ever have imagined. She was just a little bit tight but the way she moved, sliding up and down on my erection, was like magic.

She raked her fingers down my chest as she continued to ride me, slow and easy, our eyes locked on each other.

Several times, I felt close to losing it but I was intent on ha
ving the two of us come together. I wasn’t sure how easy it would be with her riding me. I had the feeling she was trying to please me rather than pleasing herself, so I decided to turn the tables on her.

In a maneuver that would make a gymnast proud, I managed to rise, flip her over and assume a position on top of her without disrupting our genital connection. When she took in a sharp breath, I got the distinct feeling that she was surprised by the sudden shift of position. Now I was the one giving her a Ches
hire Cat grin.

I had always been a slow and steady kind of guy, in all ways, even in the sack but I was suddenly overcome with the urge to go hard and fast. I’m not sure if it was something I needed or Ella needed, or maybe it was something we both needed.