Ever growing 2

Chapter 59 Ryan's POV

Her hand starts rubbing me, I feel my body igniting for her. I think of our first night together, she went from shy to goddess sucking my cock, surprising me. I can still make her blush sometimes and it's a turn on for me. Being here together brings so many memories. I'm so grateful I met the love of my life.

"I have something for you," she suddenly says before standing up and walking away. "Where are you going?" I whine, she tells me to be patient. Suddenly, she turns on some music. I was already getting hard but now I'm rock solid from the anticipation. I hear her walking back to me and I look up.

"Ella! You're so sexy! Where? When?" My eyes are popping out of their sockets taking in her body that's in a black bustier made of lace and satin and matching underwear. Her full breasts are pushed up, I want to touch them. "Earlier, I figured you might enjoy me trying to spice it up," a flirtatious smile dances on her lips. I try to stand up to get to her but she tells me to sit still. I was expecting her to want it nice and slow after the latest events but she's horny and dominating. I love it.

She comes to stand in front of me. I think she'll climb on me but she starts swaying her hips to the sensual beat of the song that's playing. "Oh! Now that's a turn on!" I reach for her but again she scolds me telling me to watch. She sways from side to side then goes down before going up again. She turns around waving her ass in my face before lowering herself on my lap, bouncing up and down. My hands go to her waist but she pushes them away.

"Ella! Fuck, let me touch you," I beg her. She shakes her head just when her bottom hits my hardon. She rubs herself on me letting out a soft moan barely audible, I can feel how wet she is. She stands up dancing again. After another torturous minute, she turns to face me.

"Do you want me?" She breathes as her hand runs from her neck to her breasts. She's gained confidence since I've met her but the version she's serving me right now is so tantalizing. "YES! Let me touch you now!" I demand. She steps closer between my legs leaning down to kiss me. Her lips taste like vanilla probably from her lip gloss. My hands run on her body needing to touch all of her so badly. I knead her breasts in my hands through the fabric. Her tongue greedily finds mine, there's a need in the way she's kissing me as if she can't get enough of me.

I slip her skimpy little thong down her body. Her legs press against each other, I know she needs to find some release. "I want you to make me come with your tongue," she growls. I'm enjoying her dirty mouth. "Take your bustier off, make it sexy," I order her. She laughs dancing for me, her hands run on her body as she slowly takes it off. "Fuck she's so hot!" I can't wait any longer when she drops it to the floor, I grip her arm and make her lay on the couch. Her center is glistening when she parts her legs inviting me to feast. "Always so wet, baby," I say as I get close, her being so turned on for me makes my cock ache for her. I flatten my tongue against her, she grunts. I go up and down a few times remembering the last time she felt pain when I tried to go in. Slowly I circle her entrance watching for a sign of discomfort but there isn't any, only her sexy noises. I push my tongue in, her hands go to my hair gripping. "Ryan... it... feels good," I go in circles before moving to her clit flicking it. "I want your fingers too," she breathes. I get worried about hurting her, making me slow down instead of giving her what she wants. "Ryan?" she lifts her head. I slowly rub one finger up and down. She sees me hesitating "Baby, please," she begs. I add a second finger without going in just rubbing her. I know she wants more but I'm so nervous about causing her pain. Suddenly she lets out an exasperated sigh before pushing me away from her and walking to the bed. "Fuck!" Now she's upset.

I walk to where she's sitting against the headboard with her arms crossed glaring at me. "Ella, I got scared of hurting you and," I try to explain. "Yeah, well how about we don't let the asshole affect our sex life! I am feeling better. I wanted you to make love to me without thinking about the bad shit. Us being in Vancouver felt magical but," she shouts at me. I feel like a bastard for making her feel like this. I need to find a solution quickly. "You're right, let's not bring bad vibes into our room, so let me fuck you now. I know you asked to make love but your little show made me rock hard. I want to slam into you fast and hard," I can tell my dirty mouth is turning her on, her eyes light up looking at me. "So how about you spread your legs for me, let my big cock take care of you, and then we can do it nice and slow. You didn't think we would stop after the first round, yeah?" I'm happy to see her smirk. But then she stops me from moving closer to her. "Ella, please!" I beg her. "It's your turn," she says, seductively. "What?" I'm intrigued by her request. "Dance for me, undress slowly, make it sexy!" She demands with a twinkle in her brown eyes. I'm not the best dancer but if she wants me to, I'll do anything for her. The music is still playing and even though I feel silly I try to move my hips to the rhythm of the song. I slowly undress for her, throwing my shirt at her. She giggles but I can tell I'm making her wet. My cock kind of went soft but her hungry eyes and the way she licks her lips looking at my body, up and down, is making me grow large again. I finally drop my boxers to the floor before walking closer to the bed.