Post Twenty: An Awkward Dance

Morgan

Every time Elli let me see another piece of herself, she gave me that look. That 'oh dear, this could be the deal-breaker' look. Yet, all I could think was how amazing she was.

It wasn't enough time. I wasn't sure it would ever be enough time.

I watched her sleep, her heavy sighs as her chest moved up and down. Being in her own bed must have made her more comfortable, because she fell asleep rather quickly. Othello was on the other side of her, nestled up under her arm. He was so much bigger than her, it was alarming. Katherina had taken to sleeping between us at the end of the bed. Still giving me distasteful looks every once in awhile.

I traced the outline of her lips, trailing my fingers down to her breasts. She didn't wake until my fingers made my way further down.

“Oh, I'm sorry,” she yawned, “I didn't mean to fall asleep.”

“It's okay,” I hushed her, leaning my lips in to kiss her stomach. Circling my tongue around her bellybutton.

“I don't know why I'm so tired,” she grumbled.

“If you're too tired, I could just...” I let my words trail as I moved my tongue further down her body. She jolted, sitting up right, startling me. I met her at eye level, shaking my head.

“I'm sorry!”

“What is it, Elli?” I asked. It was getting too weird. This was the third time she had stopped me from eating her out.

“Nothing, it's just...”

“Listen, it's not a big deal. Just tell me what going on. I'm starting to notice a pattern here.”

She quickly sighed, rubbing her head.

“Okay...” she said, “okay. Here's the deal. I've never been eaten out before.”

“I beg your pardon?”

Gobsmacked.

“No guy has ever gone down on me before. At first it was just...I don't know, it just didn't happen. My first boyfriend and I never did oral stuff, I don't know...” she paused, gauging my reaction before continuing, “then I guess I was kind of weird about it because it had never happened. I mean, if I were to have a one night stand, or just dating a guy for a bit, it's not like I was going to...”

“Right...”

“Then Paul, you know, he...” she was grasping for the right words, “he said he wouldn't do it because I was...”

“You were what?” I encouraged.

“Gross...looking...” She shoved her head into her hands, shaking it furiously, “my god this is so mortifying.”

“Elli...you are not gross is any sense of the word,” I disagreed, pulling her hands away from her head, “you are the most beautiful girl I've ever been with.”

“Gah, okay, okay,” she shook her head again, “it's fine, okay? I just...I'm not into it, you know? Too much crap goes along with it, I just don't think I could enjoy it.”

“Okay,” I nodded, “that's fine...but that's not going to stop me from ravaging you.”

I climbed on top of her, kissing her roughly. Letting her feel how hard I was for her. Moving my hand down to her body. I put my fingers inside of her, in a come hither motion. She moaned, moving her head to the side as she bit her bottom lip.

“Oh, wait!” She stopped.

“What is it?”

Without answering she snapped her fingers. Othello quickly jumped off the bed, Katherina begrudgingly following him.

“Less weird that way.”

“Nice trick,” I smiled, moving my lips over her nipple, using my tongue to play with it. Gently, so it wasn't too much for her. She moved her hand down, beginning to rub me as I continued to finger her. It was an awkward dance, to be sure. Especially with our height difference, but we made it work. She pulled my body into hers as she dug her nails into my back. Moving her lips to my ear.

“I want you inside of me,” she uttered, “I need to feel you inside me...”

Then it dawned on me.

“Oh shit.”

“What's wrong?”

“I...I left my condoms at the hotel...”

“Oh...”

“Do you have any?”

“No, dude, I don't have sex. Remember?”

“Shit,” I repeated, looking over at the clock. 3am, no way would anything around here be open. I turned back to Elli, who looked as if she was contemplating something.

“I mean...”

“What?” I begged.

“I'm on the pill, but...”

“I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable.”

“I trust you,” she blurted, without much thought.

“Do you?” I grinned, taking both her wrists in my hand and holding them above her head. I used my other hand to spread her legs, as I put myself inside her.

“Oh god, Morgan...”

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