Professional Restraint

45 Round Two

Liam

Ella squirms and squeals over my shoulder, and it only fans the flames. I pause at the back door, listening for signs of life, but I'm sure the guys have hours' worth of cleanup. Declan no doubt has all of Sophia's attention, leaving the rest of the house to us.

"Liam!" she hisses, winding up and slapping my butt. The angle leaves her as effective as a mosquito.

Grinning, I bring my hand back down on her bare ass; the sound echoing in the small hallway. She bucks over my shoulder and I have to shift my grip to keep her from breaking free.

Not able to wait a moment longer, I take the back stairs at a jog. Ella squeaks and latches on to my waist. We make it to my room in record time and yet not fast enough. The next time I bring Ella here, we need to be alone...

I throw the door wide and carefully slip us inside before kicking the door shut. My gaze automatically drifts to the door on the far side of the room.

God, what I would give to walk through that door with her. How would she react to seeing my playroom? Would she be curious or afraid?

Tonight is not the night to find out, so I choose the safer option and head for the bed. Ella shrieks as I toss her on the bed.

Fire dances in her eyes as she scoots to the center, props herself up in her, and glares at me. "Was that really necessary?" The way her brow arches makes my palm itch even more.

"Which part? The orgasm?" I grin as her jaw drops. "Because you certainly didn't seem to mind."

I prowl towards her, crawling onto the bed. She tries to scoot back, but I grab her ankle and slide her back to the center. Ella looks wide eyed up at me as I peel my shirt up over my head.

She looks so small caged beneath me, so helpless and at my will, yet excitement shines in her eyes. There's no doubt in my mind that she's enjoying this game as much as I am. The thought emboldens me to push for more.

"I've come for my prize," I say, my voice thick with desire.

Ella presses her hands against my chest as she furrows her brows. "But you did! My butt still stings!"

I toss my head back, letting out a throaty chuckle. "That was for round one. This is round two."

Her protest dies, and she slacks in my arms as my lips work their way down her throat. She can't stop her wanton moan as I work my magic across her collarbone.

"You do want round two, don't you?" I pause, my lips hovering over her breastbone. Ella shivers under me as my hot breath raises goosebumps on her skin.

Silence stretches and I begin to wonder if I'm pushing her too far.

"Yes... please... I want more." Her voice is a heady mix of whimper and breathless desire that I'm only too eager to satisfy.

I pull black long enough to tug her sweater off over her head. Ella wears a simple baby blue lacy bra that she hastily reaches to undo, but hesitates to take it off fully. Taking over, I lean back down over her, kissing my way down her shoulder as I slide the strap down, then repeat my attentions on her other side. She tangles a hand in my hair, letting out a breathy moan as I trail my lips over her breastbone.

Her free hand drags the discarded fabric away, leaving her bare for me. I groan as her fingers tighten in my hair as my lips work their way to her sensitive peaks. She arches off the bed, tossing her head back as I take her in my mouth, swirling my tongue around her hardened nipple. I switch my attention to the other side while my hand takes over.