19. Ella

CHAPTER NINETEEN

ELLA

A uggie stands behind me, my back to his chest, and holds a card out in front of me to read. "Tut chim might it ees."

He leans down close to my ear and murmurs, "I'm sorry, what's that babe? I didn't quite hear you."

"Tutchimmightitees."

My titties.

Got that part.

Touch.

Oh.

"Touch my titties."

"With pleasure," he says, bringing a hand down over my shoulder to cup my breast. My head falls back against his chest and I arch my back at the overwhelming pleasure of his hand on my body. This is the very first time August has ever touched my breasts and to say it's far exceeding every expectation I ever had is an understatement.

"August…"

Teasing my nipple between his fingers, he chuckles and says, "Next card babe."

With his other hand, he holds the next card up for me to read. "Sell eyed dior han deb beet tween mile eggs. Oh hell, that's a long one."

"Say it again and I'll help you out."

Pronouncing each word a little slower, I say, "Sellleyed dior hannnn deb beeettweeeen mile eggs."

"That's it," August murmurs, trailing his hand from my breast down my sternum and past my belly button. His fingers play with the waistline of my panties and then push just past them.

Good God, his hand on my body is causing heat to spread everywhere. "Do you need to say it one more time?"

"Alright," I breathe. "Sell eyed…slide dior hand…"

He moves his hand down through my lace panties.

I got it!

"Slide your hand between my legs."

"Yes ma'am," he says. He reaches down just a bit more until he's at the heated apex of my thighs and drags his fingers through my very wet and wanting pussy.

Oh, my God!

Reaching behind me, I grab his thighs with each of my hands as I gasp loudly. "Oh, shit! August!"

"Hmmm. So wet for me, El." He feathers his fingers through my arousal. "Is this all for me?"

"Mhmm."

"I'm going to need you to say it."

"Yes, August," I gasp. "It's all for you. I've been nothing but wet for you since the day I moved here."

He kisses my neck, my jaw, and that spot behind my ear before sucking my earlobe between his lips. And then with the gentlest pressure, he pushes himself against my ass so I feel how hard he is again. "And you've made me so fucking hard by simply existing that I've had to jack off in the shower on a daily basis. Read the next card."

"Another one?" I ask, assuming he was going to toss the cards and fuck me already.

"You didn't think I would give in that easily, did you?"

With a grin, I shake my head. "You? Of course not. Bring it on big boy."

He holds up the next card and I try to focus on it as his finger circles my clit.

"Ben demi oaf her."

That's an easy one.

"Bend me over, August."

With his hand on my back, he turns me toward the bed and bends me over so my chest is pressed against the mattress. But do his fingers ever stray from between my legs?

No.

No, they do not.

He tosses another card to the bed for me to read and then rips through my lace panties, tossing the shredded material to the floor.

"What if those were my favorite?" I tease.

"I'll buy you ten more in every color I can find," he promises, kneading my bare ass with his free hand. "Now read the card."

"Bye tim eye as sand spaying kim me…August…" My voice trembles and I whimper at his unforgiving touch.

"You can do it, Ella. One more and I promise I'll give you anything you want."

I try to focus my eyes on the card in front of me. "Bye tim eye as sand spaying kim me."

"Bite my ass…"

He doesn't wait for further instruction. As I try to work out the rest of the card he leans down and bites my ass cheek, and then licks my skin to soothe away the pain.

"Oooh myyyy God. August, please!"

"The card babe…"

"Bite my ass and…and…"

Spaying kim me

"Spank me! Bite my ass and spank me!"

Oh God, he's going to spank me too?

Yes please!

"That's my girl!" He rubs at my ass, kneading my cheeks with his strong hands and then spanks me right between my legs. I cry out at the sting to my pussy surprised at how wet I feel I response.

"Yes! August! Yes! Oh, my God! Again!"

"My girl likes to be spanked?"

Wiggling my ass in front of him, I nod. "Apparently yes."

He kneads and rubs again and then spanks me a second time, sending me into a euphoric bliss. "Fuuuuuck me! August! I need you!"

"Do you want my cock, Ella?"

"Yes! Please!"

"You're sure?" he asks. "Because once I thrust inside you, there's no going back. You're mine and I'm yours. There's never anyone else again."

"Never anyone else," I repeat. "Please August! God! I'm so fucking drenched for you."

"Stay right here while I grab a condom."

"No condoms!"

"What?"

"August you know I'm on the pill. I've been on the pill for years. And besides, if something were to happen, there's nobody else on this Earth I would rather have as the father to my children."

"Fuck, Ella. You can't say things like that."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, babe," he chuckles leaning over me to kiss my back. "Hearing you say things like that just made my dick even harder." I feel him take his cock into his own hand behind me and line himself up with my entrance and then he sinks inside me. If my eyeballs could roll right out of my head, they would have at the deliciously full feeling his cock gives me.

"Sweet Jesus Christ. Ella." He gasps. "Fuck, you're so damn tight."

"I feel so…God I'm so full. I need to feel you fuck me, August. I want to feel you."

He brings his hands to my hips and pulls nearly all the way out and then thrusts back in. "Mother fucker. If I continue this way, I may not last long. It's too damn good. Your pussy is fucking magic."

His pace picks up as he rocks into me, my ass slapping against his taught body with every thrust. The only sound between us is his grunts and my groans and then suddenly he disconnects our bodies.

I lift my head to ask what happened but he doesn't give me the chance. He lifts me into his arms and wraps my legs around his waist before sitting himself down on the bed. He scoots back enough that he has the view he wants and then says, "Ride me, El. I want to watch you ride me." He kisses my lips and gives me one of the cutest smiles I've seen in a long time. "You're so fucking pretty and I have to watch you come apart on my dick before I can allow myself to let go. Please, Ella."

He doesn't have to tell me twice.

I would do anything for this man.

My best friend.

My lover.

Lifting myself slightly off his lap, I take his hard wet cock in my hands and line him up before lowering myself on top of him, taking him inside me inch by glorious inch.

"Yessss," August says, closing his eyes for a moment. "Just like that. Ride me, baby."

Moving against him, I slide forward and back, forward and back as he slides in and out, in and out. He leans forward and takes one of my nipples into his mouth and my lips part and I lose the ability to breathe.

"Oh!"

"Oh God!"

"Oh God! Yes!"

One breast in his mouth, he palms my left breast and pinches my nipple. "You're perfect like this, Ella," he says. "So, fucking perfect. Your pussy is…" He gasps. "It's incredible. It's like I can feel every last inch of you. I think you were made for me."

His words.

The way he looks at me with the eyes of a man madly in love.

The way his hands feel on my body. Possessive and strong but tender and warm. It's enough to send me over the edge into an oblivion I don't think I've ever experienced so intensely before.

"August! I think…I think…

"Fuuuuck, Ella."

"I think I'm going to come!"

"Go for it, baby. Ride me harder. You won't break me. Fucking take my cock all the way."

The overstimulation throughout my body is too much to bear. He circles his tongue around my nipple one last time and I'm screaming his name and wrapping my arms around his neck as my orgasm rips through me so hard my body convulses.

"Oh fuck! Ella! You're fucking milking me with your… fuuuuucking hell." August holds me tightly against his chest as he explodes inside me. With one hand on my back, his other hand palms the back of my head. He buries his face in my neck as we both breathe through our shattering orgasms.

"August…" I pant, barely able to make a sound. "That was…"

"I know, El. I know."

We both know. It's like we've both been waiting our whole lives for this very moment. This very grouping of minutes between us when we would be able to let the world wash away and spend the time together, just the two of us, raw, naked, explorative, and wanting.

And every single second of it was more memorable than I could have ever imagined.

"Sweet Jesus Christ. Ella." He gasps. "Fuck, you're so damn tight."

Relaxed and lounging in the oversized bathtub in Auggie's bathroom, my hand rests at the base of my neck as I recall some of what he said to me last night in the throes of passion.

"You've made me so fucking hard by simply existing…"

"You're perfect like this, Ella."

"I think you were made for me."

Everything about last night was magical.

The sense of humor he had in agreeing to play my game.

The way he touched me with a gentle need.

The sincerity with which he spoke to me.

August made me feel special.

Like I really meant something to him.

He didn't make me feel cheap or like I was just another wet and willing woman.

I was his.

And he was mine.

And I don' think I've been able to wipe the smile from my face ever since. My phone dings where it sits on the shelf by the tub so I reach for it, wondering who could be writing me this late in the morning.

Paige

Bran is itching to set a date, but I just can't decide! Do I want a spring wedding because it's such a pretty time of year with all the flowers and pastel colors? Or do I want a fall wedding because Tuft Swallow in the fall is so beautiful now that I've lived here through the season and can attest to its beauty? I don't know what to do!

Me

Just don't have a winter wedding because New England in the winter has the potential to be brutal. I vote fall. You're right. All of upper New England is beautiful in the fall.

Paige

But then we have to wait a whole other year to get married! And depending on the timing, I have to make sure you can be there. I need you as my maid of honor!

Me

Aww, girl you know I'll be there no matter what! But if you do it in the spring, then that doesn't leave you a ton of time to dress shop or venue shop and all that jazz.

Paige

Oh, that's easy. The wedding is going to be on Bran's farm. It's gorgeous out here. And as for the dress, I'm thinking of finding an antique dress and revamping it a bit. What do you think?

Me

I think as someone who lives and breathes antiques, it's the perfect idea for you. You should fly out here and come shopping with me! I bet you'll find some real showstoppers!

Paige

Hmm ok! Perhaps it'll be late spring. Let me talk to Bran and then we'll have to look at your hockey schedule so I know you can be there.

Me

Sounds good to me!

Paige

Ok tell me about you! What's new?

A wide smile fans across my face as I type out my response to her question.

Me

Oh, you know. Not much. Hockey stuff. Had sex with Auggie. Working like crazy. That's about it.

Paige

Wait.

Paige

Wait.

My phone rings in my hand and I laugh out loud as I swipe across my screen to accept the call. She doesn't even give me the chance to say hello before she screams, "WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT???"

"Well hello to you too," I greet with a chuckle.

"Bitch, back that text the fuck up! I just had to reread it three fucking times to make sure I was reading it correctly! OMG you had sex with Auggie?"

I close one eye and cringe as I nod. "I totally had sex with Auggie."

"GIRL!" she shouts and then her tone completely changes as she softly and curiously asks, "How was it? Was it everything you've ever imagined it would be?"

"And sooo much more, Paige. So much more."

She gasps and then sighs audibly. "Oh my God! Tell me everything! How did it happen? Did he make the first move or was it you?" Her voice lowers. "Is he good? Like goooood good? I bet he's amazing. Oh, my God, I bet you had the best night of your whole fucking life!"

I spend the next several minutes explaining to my other best friend how amazing my night with August was in as much detail as she can handle. She laughs when I tell her about the game we played to get us where we wanted to go but swoons when I tell her about our snuggling afterwards and how Auggie said I was made for him.

"Holy shit, El. I am so freaking happy for you guys. I feel like you've waited so long for this and it's finally happening."

"Yeah. It's weird because it honestly wasn't something that crossed my mind when I planned to move out here to California, but on the other hand, moving out here to live with him felt completely normal. Like, of course I would move here and of course I would live with Auggie. Then things started happening and my thoughts would stray to those forbidden places, you know?"

"Yeah I know that feeling," she says. "I felt them with Bran. Like I had no business having sexual feelings for the quiet guy with the goat but then I couldn't stop myself."

"Yes! That's how I feel with Auggie."

"Well, for what it's worth I think the two of you are perfect for each other. I've always thought that. And one day when you're Mrs. August Blackstone, I'll be able to say I knew you two were destined to be together way before either of you did."

"Well, I suppose if that day comes, you'll have plenty to talk about during your maid of honor speech."

"Eeeek! You know I will! Years of memories to tell everyone." A bell dings on her end of the line. "Oh, I've got customers. Gotta run. I love you Ella! Let's talk again soon, okay?"

"Absolutely. Have a wonderful day, friend!"

"You too!"