The Season: Rush (Austin Arrows #1) (29 page)

35

Kingston

Saturday, November 19
th

I’m awake at my usual time, but instead of going for a run, I remain in my bed, my arms wrapped around a soft, warm body, my fingers brushing over smooth, silky skin. I can’t bring myself to get up, although in my defense, part of my anatomy—a very demanding part—has been up for a while.

Being a guy—probably
that
guy at one time, even—when I’ve woken up with a woman in bed with me before, rolling over, mounting her, and then getting off was usually the first thing I thought about.

Not the case with Ellie, although the idea of sinking inside her is making my dick twitch.

No, this morning, I’m more interested in watching her sleep, listening to the soft snore that escapes her every so often. It’s cute. Whether or not it should be, I don’t have a clue. Still, I find myself watching her out of the corner of my eye. Don’t want her to wake up and find me staring since that could be quite traumatic for her.

I’ve probably been lying here for a good hour, I guess, and my dick is getting harder by the second. The more I look at her, the more I want her. If only she would wake up.

Her hand moves along my stomach, and I instantly suck in a breath, my abs contracting beneath her touch. I watch, mesmerized by the way her smooth fingers glide over my stomach. Up, down. I don’t think she’s awake, but then I have to wonder when that beautiful fucking hand starts moving lower … and lower … until finally it disappears beneath the sheet draped over my hips.

“Aww … God.” Her fingers wrap around my dick, stroking ever so softly…

Ellie leans forward, her lips grazing my nipple. “Mmm.”

Her moan makes my dick pulse in her hand.

“So, I see you’re up,” she mumbles with a soft chuckle.

“Oh, I’m definitely
up
. Keep doing that and I’m going to be up inside you in a minute.”

“Promises, promises.”

My hips thrust forward, driving my dick into her fist, and she chuckles again.

I’m tempted to pull her on top of me, but quite frankly, I’m enjoying the hand job far too much right now. She seems to realize this as her mouth trails over my chest, my stomach…

Yep, I’m once again holding my breath as her head disappears beneath the sheet.

I don’t know how I’m supposed to be teaching her wicked, kinky things when she does stuff like that. Her mouth is … perfection.

I grip the sheet with my free hand and fling it away so that I can watch her. She obviously realizes that’s what I want, because Ellie turns her head over so that she’s looking up my body, her light green eyes meeting mine.

“You have a wicked mouth,” I tell her.

She closes that mouth around the head of my dick, her tongue flicking the swollen crown.

“Especially when you do that.” God, I love when she does that.

Ellie opens her mouth and uses her tongue to caress my shaft, her eyes still locked with mine.

“Don’t stop now. I love watching the way my dick slides past those pretty lips.”

Her eyes widen and I know she likes when I talk dirty to her.

I manage to shift so that I’m propped up a little more, bringing my hand closer to her head. I slide my fingers into her sleep-mussed hair, cupping the top of her head.

“Yes…” I hiss. “Just like that, baby. Just like that.”

Unable to move because the pleasure is all-consuming, I watch Ellie suck my dick. She’s so fucking beautiful it steals my breath. When her fist joins her mouth, wrapping firmly around the base of my dick, I know I’m going to have to stop her soon or I’ll come in her mouth. I love the idea of that, but I want to be inside of her more.

Tugging her hair, I pull her sexy lips from my cock, then gently urge her up my body. She relents, then crawls up and over me, straddling my hips while her lips meet mine.

I suck her tongue into my mouth, mimicking what she just did to me seconds ago. I swallow her moan as I rock my hips, grinding my dick against her wet folds. Before we get too far, I roll so that I’m over her, unwilling to be completely selfish this morning. Releasing her mouth, I move down her body, stopping at the apex of her thighs. With a grin, I look up at her as I position my shoulders between her legs, force her knees up close to her chest, then dive down, burying my face in her sweet pussy.

“Kingston… Yes…”

Ellie rocks her hips as I plant my hands on the backs of her thighs, keeping her open so I can ravage her with my mouth. I suck on her swollen lips, then tease her clit with my tongue, all while she moans my name and tries to latch on to my hair. I manage to force her legs back more, dragging my tongue through her slit. I stab into her pussy, then back up to her clit, repeating this over and over until she’s begging me to make her come.

I have every intention of making her come, but I made her a promise that I fully intend to keep. As I continue to feast on her, I slick one of my fingers with saliva, then push against her asshole, keeping my movement slow and gentle. She stills instantly, and I see her eyes fly open, her gaze slamming into the place where my mouth is still latched on to her clit.

“Kingston… That feels…” Her hips rock again and I push my finger in a little more. “Why does that feel so good?” She sounds bewildered, and that makes me want to give her even more pleasure.

My dick throbs and pulses. The idea of taking her ass makes me delirious. When I said there were so many things I’ve thought about doing to this woman, I wasn’t lying.

I know better than to move too fast, but one day…

Ellie

I have never…

My entire body is overwhelmed with sensation. From Kingston’s tongue doing incredible things to my clit, along with his finger in my… I never in my wildest dreams thought I would enjoy what he’s doing to me now, but so help me, I can’t find it in me to be repulsed by the idea. It simply feels too damn good.

He teases me for several minutes, fucking my ass with the very tip of his finger. My body adjusts, and I want more than he’s giving me, but I’m not sure how much I can handle, so I don’t mention it. Instead, I fumble my hand on the top of the nightstand, searching for a condom. I want him inside me more than I want blessed air.

His eyes track my hand when I finally find a condom, tearing it from the wrapper before crooking my finger and urging him to give me what I need.

My gaze drifts back to where he’s still eating my pussy with such vigor. I’m torn between wishing he would continue and wanting him to give me more. He must read my pained expression because he thrusts his tongue into me, fucking me just enough to put me on edge, but not nearly enough to send me over.

When he finally concedes, I drop my legs and sit up, reaching for his beautiful dick. Within seconds, I have him suited up, and he has me back on the mattress, his beautiful body hovering over me once again.

“One day,” he whispers as his lips find mine. “I’m going to fuck that beautiful ass.”

A shiver races down my spine. It’s so taboo, so intriguing… I can’t help but wonder what that would feel like.

“Would you want that, Ellie?” Kingston’s cock lines up with the entrance to my body.

While he pushes inside me, stretching me so deliciously, I’m nodding my head in agreement. I’ll take anything this man is willing to give me.

“Fuck. Your pussy’s so tight. I can stay here all fucking day.”

I squeeze my muscles as he starts to retreat and he groans before pushing in again.

“More,” I plead. “Need more.”

“I’ll give you more,” he assures me, his lips sliding over mine as he presses his hips forward again.

Oh, fuck, yes. He’s buried so deep within me I don’t know where I end and he begins. It’s utter perfection the way he fucks me. I never want him to stop.

While our tongues duel, he continues to thrust and retreat while my fingers dig into the muscles of his back. I wrap my legs around him, trying to pull him in deeper. The rough growl that resonates in his chest makes my clit throb with need. This man could quite possibly ruin me for any other. I never knew that sex could be quite this good, and I know he’s got so much more to show me.

Kingston pulls his mouth from mine as he pushes up onto his knees, forcing me to drop my legs. He quickly takes my right leg and crosses it over my left, in front of him, all while he continues to pump his hips. That changes the angle and…

“Oh, shit…That feels …so good. Oh, God. Don’t stop… Don’t stop, Kingston.” I’m begging at this point, but I don’t care.

I’m watching his face as he begins driving into me, harder, deeper. He controls the pace as though he wants to drag out my pleasure, or maybe his. Either way, it works for me, but I feel the first stirrings of my orgasm. An electrical charge starts deep in my core and begins radiating outward, growing in intensity with every punishing thrust of his hips. He’s filling me so exquisitely.

“Come for me, Ell. Come all over my cock, baby.”

I meet his hooded gaze, and I see that he’s drunk on lust the same way that I am. I want to hold on, but … Kingston’s hand snakes between my legs and he finds my clit, his thumb circling as he continues to fuck me.

My body is quaking as the orgasm crests. I can’t hold back the strangled cry that escapes me when the sensation gets to be too much. I feel like I’m shattering into a million pieces and it’s … addicting.

“That’s it, Ell. Fuck. Squeeze my dick, baby. Oh, yeah … just … like … that.”

He’s sweating, but he doesn’t stop, still pounding into me as another orgasm takes root.

“I… Oh, God, Kingston. I… I’m … gonna…” Another tortured cry breaks free as I come again, this time harder than the first.

“Fuck, yes…” Kingston’s hips jerk and he falls forward. I feel him pulsing inside me as he gives himself over to his release.

Grabbing hold of him, I bring his mouth down to mine. It’s an awkward position with my leg still trapped between us, but I can’t help myself. I need him to kiss me, to bring me back down to earth before I shatter again.

36

Kingston

Wednesday, November 23
rd

“You ladies do very nice work,” Noelle tells Bianca and Gabby. “Now it’s time to deliver these bad boys.”

Gabby giggles.

Ellie smiles. “What’s so funny?”

“I thought the bad boys were the ones who were going to deliver the food?”

I grin when Ellie meets my gaze.

We spent the morning putting together plates of food that will be delivered to families who can’t afford a Thanksgiving meal. Along with hot food, we’ve also put together bags of nonperishable goods that will be sent along with the meals. And thanks to Noelle’s promise of free beer for a month, every single member of the Austin Arrows showed up at dawn to help out. Not only the players but the coaching staff and the equipment team, as well.

I’m impressed, actually.

“Y’all ready?” Ellie asks the girls.

“Can we go with Spencer and Noelle?”

Upon arrival, the delivery drivers were assigned, and somehow Spencer and Noelle were paired up. Based on the expression on both their faces upon that announcement, that hadn’t been good news.

“You absolutely can!” Noelle confirms.

Based on that reaction, Noelle clearly does not want to be alone with Spencer. I’m sensing a story there. I try to hide my amusement when Spencer rolls his eyes. I’m not sure what’s going on with those two, but it’s definitely something.

“We’ll meet you back at the house then?” Ellie says to Noelle after she finagles a hug from her daughter.

“Sounds like a plan.” Noelle smirks when she looks over at me. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

And with that parting shot, Noelle herds the girls out to the parking lot, Spencer not far behind them.

“You think they’ll survive the afternoon?” I ask, taking Ellie’s hand as we walk to my truck. It’s been loaded up with all of the meals we need to deliver, and we’ve got the list of addresses that we’re taking them to.

“I’m not so sure.” She chuckles. “But I think Noelle’s extremely happy that Bianca wanted to go with them.”

“I’m not complaining, either,” I tell her as I maneuver the truck out of the parking lot.

“Whatever do you have in mind, Mr. Rush?”

“Let’s get the food delivered, then I’ll tell you.”

“I’m eager to see what you have planned.”

Three hours later, after we made our rounds, delivered all of the food, then stopped and grabbed a bite to eat at a local burger place, I’m once again helping Ellie into my truck, then climbing back in. Rather than pulling out of the lot and turning the truck in the direction of Ellie’s house, I start the engine and remain right where we are.

Since I picked her up this morning, I know I have to return her, and that’s what I intend to do. Only, I’m not ready just yet, and I know when I get to her house, I’ll have to leave her there and head home. Tomorrow’s Thanksgiving, which means there’s lots of prep work that needs to be done, not to mention, my brothers and my father are in town.

But they’ll have to wait because I’m not quite finished with her.

“Thanks for dinner,” Ellie says. “You didn’t have to do that.”

“I figured you were starving.”

“What gave it away?” she asks. “My rumbling stomach?”

I smile as I watch her. She’s so damn pretty. Today she’s wearing an oversized sweatshirt and a pair of leggings that fit her like a glove. I’ve had a hard time not staring at her ass for most of the day, in fact.

“That and the way you kept saying, ‘I’m hungry.’”

Ellie laughs, that raspy, throaty sound that makes my dick hard. “I did not.”

“Oh, right. That was me.”

She stares at me. “I worked up an appetite, that’s for sure. But I had fun.”

“Me, too.” More than I’m willing to admit.

“I think it’s good Bianca and Gabby helped.”

“They’re good kids,” I tell her.

Ellie glances out the window, then back over to me. I wonder what she’s thinking. I know what
I’m
thinking, and with any luck, we’re on the same wavelength.

“Did your dad and your brothers make it into town?”

Okay, that’s definitely not on the same wavelength. Still, I say, “Yeah. They got in this morning. I’m sure they’ve taken over my entire house by now. Scott said something about making dinner tonight.”

Her eyes widen as she continues to stare at me. “You’re gonna let him use your kitchen?”

I know she’s teasing, but the truth is, I threatened Scott within an inch of his life if he screwed anything up. Of course, he gave me the finger. I continue to watch Ellie, waiting for her to say what’s on her mind. The blue light from the dash highlights her face, and I can see the question in her eyes.

“Are we gonna sit in the parking lot all night?”

“Not
all
night,” I tell her.

“Did you have something else in mind? Besides taking me home?”

I nod, then reach over and run my hand down her arm.

“You want to have sex in your truck?” she asks. I can hear the hitch in her breath.

“If only it were that easy.” I know better than that. There is no way we could possibly have sex in this truck. I’m too damn tall and so is she. However, there are other things we can do. “But I do have one idea.”

“What’s that?”

“It requires you to come over here.” I push the button to slide my seat all the way back, then lift the steering wheel up.

“Over there?” Ellie points to my lap.

I nod, then peer out the window to make sure no one is watching us. The parking lot is full, but we’re parked at the very back of the lot. If anyone strolls by, I doubt they’ll even see us.

Without hesitating, Ellie climbs over the center console and straddles my lap as best she can. It certainly helps that she’s not wearing jeans to hinder her progress. It also helps me that she’s not wearing jeans to hinder
my
progress.

“What are you thinking?” she asks as she grinds against me.

“Do you know how hard it is to keep my hands off you?” I whisper as I cup the back of her head and pull her mouth to mine.

I’ve spent most of the day trying to resist this woman, and although we’re in my truck, parked in a public parking lot, and anyone could happen upon us at any time, I can’t resist. Ellie wants adventurous, and though this isn’t anything outrageous, it’s the best I can offer right now.

Plus, I really wasn’t kidding. It’s been damn near impossible to keep my hands off her.