Page 29 of Ella’s Data

“It’s a great memory to have,” I murmur as he shuts the truck off. Knowing his preferred routine, I get my keys out and wait for him to open my door and help me down.

As we approach, I grin down at the small solar-powered lights he put out, and when we’re at the door, I see that the timers he installed inside have the interior glowing softly. While I initially balked at letting him do it, him telling me that he just wanted me to be safe in my own space had me giving in rather quickly. Once he’s satisfied that all is well and no one is lurking underneath the kitchen table, in the front cab section, up in the bunk that’s overhead the driving cabin, or hiding in the bathroom, he holds out his hand and I walk inside.

There’s a huge bouquet of flowers sitting in the middle of the table that wasn’t there when I left earlier, and looking down the hall, I can see what appear to be rose petals across the floor heading to the bedroom. I suspect Fee since she has a set of keys to the RV and smile to myself when I realize how much of a hand she’s had in Data’s proposal.

“Pretty sure of yourself,” I tease as he locks the door, securing us inside for the night.

“Confident,” he replies before he scoops me up and carries me through the RV to the bedroom, where he gently sets me on my feet.

“Finally,” I say, grinning up at him. “Last one naked has to do what the other says.”

“Not sure that would be a hardship,” he states as he takes his cut off and hangs it on the hook that’s now on the back of the bedroom door.

While he’s obviously taking his time, I most assuredly am not, and I quickly undress before I pull the comforter back and climb onto the bed. “What’s taking so long?” I sass.

“Enjoying the view,” he admits, smirking at me.

Once he’s naked and I’m practically drooling admiring the enhanced view, I watch him walk back out into the main area of the RV. “What on earth?” I mutter, slightly distracted by his taut muscles.

He comes back with two water bottles and tosses one to me before placing his on the nightstand next to his side of the bed. “Don’t wanna get dehydrated,” he teases as he slides into bed beside me. “Now, what do you want me to do first?”

“Kiss me,” I demand, opening my arms.

By the time he’s done, I’m gasping. My body is thrumming with need, as I remember just how good sex was between the two of us. That was one area we never had an issue. No, the problem was always me, and I’ll forever thank my lucky stars that he was willing to give me another chance.

“Data, stop teasing me,” I groan as his hands roam over my body.

“Anticipation, Ella,” he says, before he leans down and captures one of my nipples between his lips.

As he continues to alternate between my breasts, time seems to slow down exponentially. I feel every touch, every caress deep in my soul and silently thank God that I realized I could be part of a couple.

“Data,” I whine, “I need you.”

His hand snakes between my legs which have been steadily writhing with pent-up desire. “I can’t wait any longer either,” he finally admits as he settles between my legs.

“Thank God,” I fervently chant as he slowly enters me.

It’s been a long time for me; he was the last one I had sex with, so despite my body being more than willing, he doesn’t plow into me, he allows me to get used to his size. “Fuck,” he groans when he finally bottoms out inside of me.

“We can do this again later, but I’m gonna need you to put out the fire you started before I got sick,” I tell him, my legs wrapping around his hips. “It’s been steadily growing, so use your hose and extinguish it.”

He chuckles but starts a steady thrusting rhythm as I move my own hips and soon, the only sound in my bedroom are our moans as our skin slaps together. I can feel my release hovering and know it’s going to shatter me in the best possible way. Slipping my hand between us, I find where we’re joined and start circling my clit, keening his name as I get closer and closer.

“Ladies first,” he says, swiveling his hips. It adds enough pressure that I detonate, screaming his name as stars burst behind my eyes.

He thrusts three more times before rooting deep inside me, my name bursting from his lips as my pussy milks his orgasm from him. “Damn,” I say when I can finally speak again.

“I’m surprised the fire alarm didn’t go off because that was fucking hot,” he says, his breaths still coming out in short pants. He rolls to his side and slips out, causing me to huff in frustration. “Gonna clean you up, we’re going to catch a short nap, then do that again.”

“And again and again,” I murmur as I watch him stroll through the bedroom door toward the bathroom.

“So, I’m guessing somebody got laid last night,” Fee teases as we work to make sure the kiddy house is thoroughly cleaned. Anything that’s perishable has already been taken to the clubhouse to be used, and Esther and her church group picked up the remaining pumpkins.

Their plan is to take each pumpkin and transfer the contents to a Fall themed bag, since the candy won’t be any good by next year. They’re going to keep the ones we made for those with peanut allergies separate and pass them out to the kids who attend their church. Well, have their teachers pass them out after church is done.

“What gives you that idea?” I ask as I scrub the table we used for the interactive boxes down with disinfectant wipes.

“Aside from the fact that you’re walking a little funny? Probably because you can’t stop grinning like a loon,” she retorts, bumping me with her shoulder. “We need to get one of the prospects to remove the hay bales,” she says.