Chapter 23

CHAPTER 23

Jordan

We'd just won Mary Ann's case, and while I was happy about that, there was still that same bad taste lingering in my mouth as I entered Callahan's office.

"Jordan," he said in surprise. "What's up?"

I tossed my file folder on his desk. "Here's a motion to dismiss the Flex lawsuit."

He opened the folder. "You wrote this today?"

"No, I wrote it the day we took the case." Callahan's bushy brows shot up in surprise. "Mary Ann told us she couldn't afford to settle, and she maintained she did nothing wrong. The evidence never contradicted her, and I was determined to get the suit dropped."

"I see." Callahan sat back and steepled his fingers under his chin. "Well done, Jordan. You made a decision and stuck to your guns."

I faltered. "It's not the decision you wanted me to make."

"Eh, let's not split hairs. I wanted the case done and dusted today, and you got the job done. You passed the test with flying colors. You have a job here if you want it."

The offer sideswiped me. I knew the point of Callahan's test was to evaluate whether I'd be a viable hire. I just hadn't expected him to actually offer it after our argument the day before.

"Thanks for the opportunity, but…no, thanks."

"No?" He leaned forward, forehead creasing. I'd caught him by surprise again.

"I appreciate the opportunity I've been given to learn and practice here. But I realized this is not the path for me."

"Jordan, you're a damn good lawyer."

"I don't mean law. Just this kind of law."

"I'm not sure I follow."

"Small business owners like Mary Ann deserve good, quality legal representation. They deserve affordable lawyers who won't toss them under the bus when a higher-priority client comes along."

"Ah, so that's what this is about."

"Yes, but thank you, Professor. Really, I mean that. Without this experience, I wouldn't have realized what I really want to do."

"There's no real money in that, you know."

"I know."

He nodded once. "All right, then. You can finish out your internship on the class action suit. We need all hands on deck. Then, you'll be free to chase whatever bleeding-heart legal track you want."

"Thank you." I turned toward the door then paused. "Please make sure that motion gets filed in court?"

Callahan tapped the folder. "Will do. Despite what you may think, Jordan, I'm not a villain. I'm glad Mary Ann Diedritch won't lose her gym."

"Or her husband's legacy," I said.

"That too."

I nodded once more, then let myself out the door. Ellis was waiting in the hall, a huge grin stretched across his face. "Mary Ann was so happy, Jordie! She cried."

"Shoot, I made her cry again?"

Ellis laughed. "These were good tears, I promise. You did so good."

"So did you," I said.

"So, are you going to draft the motion to dismiss now?"

"Already done and on Callahan's desk. I planned ahead."

He grinned. "Of course you did. So, what now?"

"Let's celebrate."

"Just you and me, or…"

"Just you and me," I confirmed.

Our gazes met, and El's was full of heat and affection, a combination that would never get old.

"Let's go home," I said. "I've been wanting to try something new."

"What's that?" he asked, looking as if he were already undressing me.

"You on top of me."

"Go on."

"Inside me."

He bit his bottom lip, looking deliciously tempted.

I leaned in close to his ear. "Will you fuck me, Ellis Woods?"

"Yes," he breathed out in a rush. Then blinked, his gaze clearing. "If you're sure you want that? Because I'd be happy with anything?—"

I kissed him right there in the law firm. I didn't care who was watching. El's work here was at an end, and mine would be soon enough.

He gasped against my mouth, then sank into the kiss, tongue meeting mine. Never shy or timid. Not my Ellis.

"Let's go."

Of all the ways to celebrate a legal victory, this was the best one. As soon as we got to my place, Ellis ordered me to strip and shower, then put me on all fours in the center of my bed.

"You were so hot in that depo." His breath gusted against my wet, exposed hole right before he nibbled the rim with his teeth, making me gasp. "You made me want you even more."

His tongue teased between my cheeks, wet and tantalizing, then speared into my hole, making me groan long and deep.

I'd felt awkward to be displayed like this at first, but Ellis had kissed and caressed my shoulders, back, and ass until my tension melted away. Now, I was so far gone I was lifting my ass, grinding it into his face, begging incoherently for more.

Ellis worked two fingers inside me. I'd stretched myself a bit in the shower already. I might be inexperienced, but I was a gay dude who'd played with a few toys. I knew how to prepare my ass for action.

But those toys couldn't compare to someone else moving independently of my own thoughts or plans. Each stroke was a surprise, each touch unique to the way Ellis read and responded to my body.

"El, please," I uttered, trembling and yearning, desperate to be filled in a way I'd never experienced before. "I need you. Need your dick inside. Now. Please."

Ellis forced three fingers inside, stretching me further, and the sharp flare of pain only added to the fiery craving inside me.

"I can take it," I growled out. "Give it to me."

"Okay!" He laughed as he extracted his fingers.

"Hurry," I urged.

"I need a minute to get lube and a condom. Don't go feral on me."

I huffed, trying to hold on to my patience. It was difficult after the way he'd worked me up. My dick was so hard it hurt, the tip drooling precum. But my ass was a void, a deep empty hole that needed filling or I just might die.

I knew it was an overly dramatic thought, but it felt true.

I needed Ellis inside me.

Finally, the blunt head of his cock notched up against my hole. "You ready?" he asked.

"Yes!"

He pushed.

And pushed.

And, oh god, pushed.

I spread. I stretched. I burned.

So much pressure. I didn't know if I could take it. I wanted it so badly, and yet it was so much.

"Breathe, Jordie," Ellis whispered above me.

I sucked in a breath. Then another. I forced my resisting body to relax. This wasn't an invasion. Ellis was here by invitation. I wanted him inside.

He stroked a gentle hand down my back. "There you go," he murmured softly. "You feel so good. So tight and hot."

I exhaled, and suddenly, he slipped deeper.

Ellis took it slow, and each inch was a battle I fought and won, but finally he stopped. The pressure eased as I felt his hips against my ass.

"There you go," he said. "I'm in."

"Fuck," I murmured. "It's a lot."

"Too much?" Ellis asked.

I bit my bottom lip, body acclimating to the presence inside me. I trembled with adrenaline, but the pain had ebbed.

"No, not too much," I said. "I can take it."

Ellis slipped a hand around my waist and stroked my softening cock back to fullness. He kissed my neck, gently nibbling and licking and sucking, until I was moaning and rocking my hips.

Fucking myself on his cock, I realized with a start as pleasure burst inside me.

I choked on a groan.

"That's it," he said in a strained voice. "Use me to feel good, Jordie. Ride it."

I used my arms to push myself back, taking him deeper, and we both moaned. I did it again, but I couldn't get him far enough inside me. I wanted more, harder.

"El," I protested, my voice so needy I barely recognized it.

He understood without explanation. "Okay, my turn."

He grabbed my hips and thrust. His cock rammed home, and I cried out with relief. It still hurt, but it also felt good. It was a wild contradiction. I wanted to get away. I also wanted more of it.

Ellis held me in a bruising grip, fucking me hard, making the decision easy. My arms collapsed, and my face landed in the pillow.

El's dick slid even deeper at this angle.

"Fuck!" I cried, my voice muffled in the bedding.

Ellis placed a hand on the back of my neck, pinning me down and fucking me with every ounce of strength and stamina that years in that gym had built into him.

I didn't know if I could take it. It was too good. Too fierce. My whole existence narrowed to my ass and the pleasure he was wringing from me.

Then he grasped my cock, and the incredible ache to come crashed into me.

"So close, Ellis. Please."

He roughly jerked me, his cock still slamming into me, never faltering. The pressure built and built, coiled tight, then released in a sudden burst of blinding bliss.

I yelled hoarsely as my cock emptied, my ass tightening around the hard cock still inside. Ellis kept going, kept fucking my body as I melted into the bed, lying flat on top of me when my limbs turned to noodles.

He hadn't been kidding about his stamina.

"You're so incredible," he murmured as he linked his fingers through mine, his right hand still wet with my cum, and worked his cock deep inside me.

His weight anchored me to the bed. I closed my eyes, rode out the aftershocks that kept hitting me. It was almost too much.

Just when I thought I might have to stop, Ellis came with a soft exhalation in my ear. His fingers tightened on mine. He pushed inside me so hard I thought I might tear apart, and I didn't care, because I wanted him there.

I wanted to hold him inside me forever.

He stilled, hardly even panting after exerting himself so long.

"It's a good thing you're the top," I slurred into my pillow.

"Oh? Why's that?"

"I do not have that kind of stamina."

"Not yet. A few more frustrated gym sessions will take care of that," he teased.

I snorted. "That's incentive, I guess."

"Mm-hmm. I want you to ride me until we both explode. How's that for incentive?"

"Pretty fucking good."

He pulled out, making me hiss, then slipped down the bed and gently kissed my puffy rim. He soothed it with his tongue.

Heat flared. If Ellis wanted to go again, I was pretty sure it would hurt like hell. Also pretty sure I wouldn't care.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Good." I rolled onto my side, watching as he discarded the condom in the trash can next to the bed.

He rejoined me in the bed, his blue eyes full of warmth. "Just good? I was shooting for something a little more impressive."

I smiled. "You were great, El. I can't imagine a better first. You made sure I could handle you and then you didn't hold back. It was perfect."

He nuzzled my nose. "Good, because I plan for your second and third and fourth time to be even better."

I pulled him closer. "When should we start working on that?"

He slid his hand to my ass, gently squeezing my right cheek. "Let's give you a little time. We don't want to abuse this beautiful hole."

I cringed. "Weird."

He laughed. "Get used to talking about sex, because I'm a communicator." He moved his lips to my ear. "Your dirty, needy moans turned me on so much when my tongue was in your ass, Jordie."

My breath shuddered out of me. "Fuck. I guess talking is okay."

He snickered. "Join me in the shower for a replay?"

"Yes," I said quickly. Then hesitated. "Do you… Would you like it too?"

"A rim job? Hell yeah. Anytime you like."

"Okay."

"But not right now," he said. "I already called dibs on your ass."

Heat crept into my cheeks. I always knew Ellis wasn't shy. That he was a guy comfortable with his body, and why wouldn't he be? He was utterly gorgeous inside and out.

But it was going to take some time for me to get used to it. The compliments, the sexy talk, the look in his eyes when he wanted me. I was not used to that kind of attention, that kind of passion.

Ellis guided me to the shower, but this time he joined me. When he went to his knees behind me and gently washed my ass before flicking his tongue out to lick the drops of water from my crease, I didn't hesitate to spread my legs and expose myself further.

El's tongue gently entered me, and I was sore, but already craving again. My cock hardened and Ellis took me in hand again. Moans spilled out of me, and I knew, even before the climax hit, that this was new, but it was also amazing.

I could get used to this. Used to Ellis.

Used to love and passion.

"Paint the wall with your cum," Ellis urged as he stroked my cock. "I want you to come with my tongue inside."

And dirty talk.

As Ellis put his words to action, fucking my ass with his tongue while he jerked me, I erupted with a cry.

The shower rinsed my cum from the wall, and Ellis caught my boneless body as I sank back against him.

"I love watching you come," he murmured. "You're so sexy."

I turned in his arms, drawing him into a long kiss. "I could get used to this."

"Get used to it," he said, a challenge in his tone. "Because this is just the beginning."

"I know." I cupped his face, my heart swelling with love and pride. "I can't wait to see what's next."