Page 49 of Defying Ella
“I missed your impatience,” he said, his voice hoarse.
He didn’t change his pace, just continued torturing me with shallow pulses of his hips. My fingers clenched in the duvet beneath us while my body shook, totally helpless to take control of the pace in this position.
“Jared,” I groaned when he pulled all the way out again.
“You know what to do.” He thrust back into me, and my breath caught as lightening shot up my spine.
I frowned at the pillows.I knew what to do?
“Don’t tell me you forgot, Sparky.”
Memory of him teasing me in my flat surfaced. He held my hands above my head, in total control, while he worked me to desperation with shallow movements. He’d made me beg him…
“Fuck me harder, Jared, please.” I gasped as his grip tightened and he surged deeper.
“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Triumph filled his voice, but he could be as smarmy as he wanted, as long as he kept moving like that.
“No,” I muttered on a shaky breath.
I would never come with him behind me, but the friction felt so good, I wouldn’t care.
Then he stopped, pulling out of me completely, and I groaned.
“Jared.”
“Turn over, Sparky.” He nudged my hip until I fell flat on my back, staring up at his smug face. “As if I’d ever let you escape an orgasm.”
Pressing my leg up and into the mattress, he filled me again. He kissed me as he gathered my hands, guiding them to the pillows above us. My stomach flipped as he threaded his fingers through mine.
Once we were both thoroughly breathless yet again, he broke the kiss and picked up the pace. My eyes fluttered shut as he stretched me with each measured thrust.
“Eyes on me, Ella.”
Smirking, I refocused on his burning green gaze with effort. The more he ground himself against my clit with each thrust, the harder it became.
With the tension spiralling, Jared picked up his pace until he pounded into me, eliciting gasps from me on nearly every thrust. My eyelids grew heavy, and my stomach tensed.
Just as my eyes fell shut again, he buried his face in my neck and released my hands. My arms automatically wrapped around him, one diving into his hair and the other gripping his ass, silently begging for the final bit of pressure to send me over the edge.
Jared nipped my shoulder just as the spiral stopped and an orgasm washed over me. He stiffened against me, groaning into my neck as he followed me over.
I don’t know how long we lay there, covered in sweat while I absently patted his back.
My mind struggled to grasp the full implications of what we’d done.
It was just sex. Mind-blowingly good sex, but sex all the same.
I couldn’t contain the idiotically goofy smile claiming myface. Thankfully, Jared didn’t care. He shifted off me, collapsing onto his back with his signature self-satisfied smirk.
“Alright, you can say it.” I rolled my eyes.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Lies.
I counted back from ten, knowing he wouldn’t be able to resist.
“Best you’ve ever had, right?” he finally asked.
