“I want more than just sex Ellis. I want us.” This is not how I pictured doing this, I wanted her to be mine at the end of tonight but in all of my wildest dreams I didn’t think Ellis would be offering herself on a silver platter, nor did I think I would be trying to deny her.

“Show me what I’m missing.” My brain is telling me this is a trap but my other brain is excited to be buried inside her.

“What?” I ask with all of my remaining brain power.

“Show me how good we could be Liam. Prove it to me.”

She knows she has me. I can see it in her eyes but maybe she has a point. That night in December we had been drinking. I know I can make her happy, but she needs that reassurance. Needs me to show her with my body how explosive and right we are for each other.

“You know I love a challenge. But you need to know, if we do this, you’re mine. I let you put space between us after what happened with Michael at the game, but I won’t be able to step back from this again.” I’ll give her what she needs, I’ll pull out all of my best moves, but I need her to know this is not going to be one and done. I’m going to claim her and she is going to thank me for it.

“I’m already yours,” she whispers. And I snap.

Gripping the back of her neck, I pull Ellis’s face down to meet mine. I waste no time parting her lips with my tongue and devour her. A moan comes from deep in her throat as I pull her down over my legs to straddle me, my cock resting at the juncture of her thighs. Ellis grinds down on me without embarrassment and I suddenly find it hard to breathe.

Pulling my lips from hers, Ellis lets out a whine that turns to a moan when my lips travel down her jaw and over the soft skin of her throat until I find the pulse point where I nibble and lick at her flushed skin. With every shift of Ellis on my thighs my cock aches. It has been nearly six months since I last had sex and every time I have masturbated since then has been to an image just like this one: Ellis warm and pliable in my arms, moaning my name.

Wrapping a hand under her thighs I stand with Ellis in my arms, she squeals lightly at the change of position but quickly fixes her legs around my waist. I’ve been in this apartment enough to find her bedroom without having to break our kiss, which is a good thing because Ellis seems like she would be content to kiss me like this forever.