Been You

Chapter 8: Sleep With Me

JUSTIN'S POV:

I follow Ely upstairs, half curious as to why we aren't eating, half turned on by the kiss and the look we just shared in the kitchen. I tell myself not to get my hopes up, she's probably just acting to fool Christian. But why would she go so far to convince him? He already believed we were dating and he agreed to lay off. If anything, she should be ready to give up the act. Why would she commit even further? When we get to my room, I shut my door. Elysandra crashes into me instantly, her lips meeting mine as my back meets the door. She's kissing me fervently as her hand explore my body, tugging at my boxers. The high that I'm feeling right now is indescribable. I lift her and she wraps her legs around my waist. I run my fingers through her hair. I feel her soft tongue playing with my lower lip. I could die of pleasure right there. Until the doubt in the back of my mind that I tried to suppress emerges to the forefront of my mind. I have to know what this is. Keeping her in my arms, I pull out of the kiss, and look at her confusedly. Choosing my words carefully, I say, "I'm not complaining... but why?"

Still panting, still in my arms, Ely answers, "What you did back there, standing up for me to Christian? Risking your time on the ice? The way your jaw was clenched? The passion in your eyes? Oh my god, it got me so hot. I need you right now. Justin, I need you inside me."

There's no way in hell I'm arguing with that. I sit her down on my bed, and pull my jersey over her head. I had never seen her naked like this, and it seems as though my dick hardens instantly. She notices this, her chocolate brown eyes looking up at me seductively. She gets on her knees on my bed, and leans forward, tugging my boxers down. She sensually kisses me, starting at my belly button working her way down. Once she gets to the part where I need her most, she begins both licking and sucking me. I tilt my head back. My eyes roll back in absolute pleasure, a pleasure I want to share with her. I push her back onto the bed, climbing onto her. I look into her chocolatey eyes in amazement. God, she's beautiful. I begin rubbing her sex with two fingers. She moans, and I almost lose it right there. She whimpers, "Oh Justin, just put your dick in me, I can't take it anymore!"

I waste no time, I enter her slowly, allowing her to adjust. With every stroke, her moaning gets louder. She yells, "Oh yes, Justin! Fuck me! Fuck me!" I can't take it anymore, my hips bucking faster and faster. "Oh my god, I'm cumming!" She yells. I didn't think it was possible, but I start humping her even faster.

"El, I'm gonna cum soon," I warn, not wanting to make any mistakes.

"Cum on my boobs," Ely says, making me unable to hold it anymore. I pull out and do as she says, falling over next to her, spent and exhausted. "That was amazing," Ely says, staring at the ceiling.

"Yeah," is all I can get out, still unsure if any of it is real.

"Just when I thought having you as a best friend couldn't get any better, you go and give me like the biggest orgasm of my life," she marvels. My heart sinks. She still sees me as her best friend. No, her best friend with benefits. Damn.

She sits up, my fluids still on her chest, and says, "Let's go again," with a huge grin on her face. I can't lie, I'm still turned on. My heart may be hurting, but not everything has to be. Just as I go to kiss her, the front door swings open.

"Hey bro, just want you to know there's no hard feelings about what ha-" Christian stops himself as he sees us, his eyes widening before he covers them with his hand. Ely hides under the comforter. Great. I guess today is wash day. "Sorry guys, I should've knocked. I'll go," Christian apologizes, his hand still over his eyes. He shuts the door behind him.

Ely and I eye each other before bursting into laughter. "I guess we won't have to worry about you losing ice time," Ely jokes, still laughing. God, her laugh is so pretty and angelic.