He put his big hand between my legs, and I cried out, “please don’t hurt me!” I don’t know why I said that now when he was being so gentle; maybe I’m just confused. He stopped and stared into my eyes as if seeing me for the first time. Then he shook his head as if to clear it as if he too were confused.
“Have I hurt you before, Ellie?” Ellie, he called my name. I nodded my head tentatively, not sure of his reaction. But when he lowered his head and licked or kissed each one of the marks he’d left on my skin, I allowed myself to breathe. His tongue over my heated skin, easing the sting from his love bites, started a fire burning in my tummy.
My body writhed against the cushion as he kissed his way down my body until he stopped between my legs, spreading them open with his big strong hands and starting at my sex as if seeing it for the first time as well. I don’t think I breathed once as he studied my swollen pink sex.
This was Nick and Ellie; this was not Hal and Jan; there was no one here but the two of us; I could feel it, though earlier, earlier, I was sure I felt something, someone else here with us. But that can’t be because until he knows the truth, Hal won’t reveal himself to him. At least that’s the way it had been explained to me.
I thought I wanted this, for him to finally unlock the truth, but his anger earlier makes me wonder. What is it he’d said? That I only want to fuck him if I pretend that he’s his grandfather? I wanted to ask him why he thought that; what had given him that idea? It sounded almost like he’d learned something, but the only one who knows the truth is Mrs. Horton, and she hadn’t said anything to him, I’m sure.
I started to ask, but the words got stuck in my throat. He was being so gentle with me now. Just when I started to have doubts about all of this. I should never have taken part in this scheme. What if he doesn’t understand? What if all he sees is that he was used? A man like Nick wouldn’t easily accept that? Why hadn’t I thought of that before?
I felt tears prick my eyes and fought them back. No, I won’t say anything now. I’ll just selfishly take this one night for myself because I know it might be our last. After this, I may never have another chance to be this close to him again. So when he spread my legs open wider and buried his head between my thighs, I bit into the back of my hand to keep the tears at bay as my body soared one last time for Nick.
NICK
I still don’t know how we ended up here, with me buried balls deep inside her tight pussy, when I came looking for her to tear her a new one. But it no longer mattered; all that mattered was the tight feel of her warm silky flesh as it gripped me like a suction cup that had no plans of letting go.
I could feel her wince and flinch as my cock dragged along her sore walls, so I pulled out and gave her my mouth, hoping to soothe the ache and not knowing why I cared. No matter how this shakes out, she’d used me. So it doesn’t matter how much I want her, want to stay buried in her for days, weeks, months on end, only letting her up long enough to eat and sleep, she’s still not off the hook.
But the thought of her in pain, the memory of her being too hurt to get out of bed, and now the marks I’d left on her last night made something inside me sad and hurt. My emotions were too conflicting to dive too deep at the moment. All that I wanted now was the taste of her; I wanted the memories that I’d lost. Memories of being with her in the night wrapped around each other.
Visions of the video played through my head as I licked her slit and lashed her clit with my tongue, making her writhe and cry out in ecstasy this time. She came in my mouth, and I lapped it up, taking it all inside of me before taking my tongue away. I nipped the inside of her thigh where there was already a mark, then licked my way up her body, going from thigh to thigh until I was at her core again.
“Are you too sore to take me again?” She looked up at me, eyes bright with lust, and shook her head shyly, and I slipped inside her. This need, from where was it born? Is there something else manipulating me even now? Why do I have this hunger for a girl I cannot stand? Why does my heart feel like it will break in two if I let her out of my sight?