Never Far Away (9 page)

 
  His mouth found hers and the fire between them was fueled by their new nakedness.  Legs tangled, arms entwined, and his body found all the nooks and crannies of hers to fill.  There wasn’t a part of his body that wasn’t melting into hers.  She felt his thickness between her thighs and reached down to stroke him.

 
  “Oh God, Ella.”

 
“Even when I didn’t remember you, I missed you, Porter.  I knew you were missing from me; I could feel it,” she said as she lazily slid her hand over his hardness.  “I’ll never understand why my head couldn’t remember, but my heart never forgot.”

 
  His hands smoothed over her ribcage, grazing over her stomach.  He looked down at where her hand was holding him and then his eyes met hers again.  As his eyes bored into her, she felt his hand glide down her front until it reached her core.  He cupped her and drove his palm into her, the friction causing her to gasp for even a single breath.

 
  “Your body remembers me, Ella.  I will always be the one your body craves.   The only one it responds to.  You’re mine.”

 
  “Yes,” she breathed.

 
  His fingers slipped past her entry and she couldn’t help the moan that escaped her.  Slowly his fingers pumped in and out, trailing along the walls of her sex, finding all the spots inside her body that made her tighten in her core.  She felt the familiar tingle and clenching inside her stomach that she knew would eventually come through her like an avalanche.  She pulled his face down to hers and kissed him, trying to match with her mouth the intense desire he was stirring with his hands.  As they kissed, her hips were tilting and thrusting, doing everything they could to allow him to have complete access to her.  When his thumb brushed over her clit, her body jolted and she felt him smile against her lips.

 
  “You like that?”  He asked in a husky voice, his lips still pressed against hers.  She nodded.  His thumb brushed over it again, only this time it lingered and he pressed harder.

 
  “Please,” she begged.

 
  “Mmm.  Please what?”

 
  “Don’t stop,” she tried to say, but it came out as a whispered cry.

 
  “Never.”  His delicious torture continued as his mouth moved down to her breast.  As his tongue swirled around her nipple and his hand continued to dive in and out of her, she could not stop the orgasm as it ripped through her body.  Her legs shook, her hands grasped the bed, and she had no control over the moan that escaped her. 

 
  Porter slowly kissed her breast as she came down from the high of her orgasm and she ran her hands through his silky hair.  Both of his hands slid up the side of her body, past her hips, over her waist, along the sides of her breasts and up her arms.  He linked both of his hands with hers over her head and gave her a kiss so soft and gentle it brought tears to her eyes.  She could still feel him hard between them, and his soft kiss turned into something more urgent and greedy.  He broke the kiss to lean over to his night stand to find a condom and Ella grabbed his hand to stop him.

 
  “I don’t want any barriers between us tonight, Porter.  I just want you.  I’m on the pill and I’ve always used a condom.  Plus, if I had anything I would have found out from the hospital.  I want to feel all of you inside of me.”  She looked up at him with pleading eyes.  “This is you and me, Porter.  I want to be with you this way, only you.  Bare and raw,” she said as she gently placed a hand on his cheek.

 
  “Are you sure?”  He asked quietly.

 
  “I trust you.  Please, make love to me.”

 
  With their eyes locked, Porter slowly slid into her making sure he remembered the moment they became one in every way.

 
  “Oh god, Porter,” she said as she raked her nails down his back.  Never really having thought that sex without a condom would feel any different, she was shocked by the difference actually feeling him was making.

 
  “It’s never felt like this before, Ella.  You were made for me.”  She pulled him down to her, wanting as much contact with him as possible.  He kissed every inch of skin he could find and she was riding the waves of pleasure he was bringing her.  He put a hand under her ass and pulled her hips up to meet his thrusts, giving him an even deeper angle that had her biting her tongue to keep from yelling out.

 
  “You’re so warm, Baby.  Warm and wet,” he rasped out at her.

 
  “I’m close, Porter.”

 
  “Wait for me,” he ordered.  She groaned and tried to keep her pending orgasm at bay.  Her eyes bolted closed and she bit her lip while he found new angles and speed at which to drive into her, all of them making it harder and harder for her to hold on any longer.

 
  “Please come, Baby.  Come inside me,” she whispered in his ear seductively.

 
  “Ahh, fuck…” he groaned and drove roughly into her a few more times.  She couldn’t wait any longer as her orgasm rocketed through her.  She felt a wave of relief as he came right along with her.  Breathing heavily and resting atop her, his heartbeat frantically pulsed into her chest.  She caressed his back with her hand, waiting for him to come back to her.

 
  “Condoms suck,” were the first words out of his mouth.  She giggled.

 
  “Yes, apparently they do.  They also lie.  It definitely doesn’t feel the same.”  Porter flicked her nose with the tip of his.

 
  “Felt good?”

 
  “Amazing.”

 
  “Yes.  For me too.  That was definitely an experience worth having.  Again and again.”  He nuzzled into her neck and she heard him take a deep breath.  He was quiet for a minute and then quietly said, “If we fall asleep, do you promise to be here and remember me when we wake up?”  He pulled back to look at her.  She pushed his hair off of his forehead and smiled at him.

 
  “Yes, let’s go to sleep.”  He rolled off of her and pulled her back into his chest.  He pulled the plush comforter up over them, and then finally reached over her and braided his fingers with hers.  She felt his breathing slow and eventually even out.  Once she was fairly certain he was asleep, she let herself drift off as well, cradled in the warmth of the man she forgot, surrounded by the love she nearly lost.

Chapter Seven

Porter

 
  When the afternoon came they finally woke and Porter was put at immediate ease by the smile that Ella wore.  He grabbed her and rolled them so that she was on top of him, her body draped all along his.

 
  “Good morning, Beautiful,” he said as he kissed her chin.

 
  “Good afternoon, Handsome.”

 
  “Did you sleep well?”

 
  “Mmm.  Better than I have in months.”  She laid her head upon his chest and he ran his finger through her loose hair, content to just be with her.

 
  “What would you like to do today?  Do you have to go back to Portland?”  She lifted her head to look at him, placing her chin on her hands lying flat on his chest.

 
  “I think I’d really like to go see your mom.” 

 
  “She’d really like to see you, I’m sure.”  He ran his hand along her cheek.

 
  “The problem is, in my frantic rush to get to you last night, I never packed anything.  I have no clean clothes.”

 
  “Tell you what, why don’t you relax for a little while, I will run to the store, get you some clothes and stuff, and then we can go have dinner at the bar.  Sound good?”

 
  “Sounds perfect,” she said as she crawled up his body to kiss him.  He growled in her mouth, kissing her back.

 
  “We’ll never make it out of bed if you keep that up,” he said against her lips.

 
  “I’m ok with that,” she laughed.  He rolled them over again, playfully slapped her bare backside as he got up, and headed into his closet.  He emerged dressed and stopped to take in the sight of Ella in his bed, his white sheets draped over her seductively, as she was looking at her phone.  She had absolutely no idea how sexy and beautiful she was.

 
  “I’ve got to call my family.  Megan couldn’t find me this morning and now everyone is freaking out.”

 
  “Do you want me to stay?”

 
  “No, I really want some clean clothes.  You go.  I’ll call after I shower.  Can I text you my sizes?”

 
  “Sure, Baby.”  He leaned down to kiss her.

   When he came back to the house and made it up the stairs, he heard his shower running and quickly stripped his clothes off to make sure he could join her before she was finished.  He walked into the bathroom and was never so glad that he had built himself a walk-in shower without doors.  His heart nearly popped right out of his chest as he saw his Ella, eyes closed, turned towards him, water running down the front of her body.  Water was cascading over her shoulders, her breasts, her stomach, and her toned thighs.  He had a lot of images of Ella burned into his mind, Ella in lingerie, Ella naked bent over the arm of his couch, Ella asleep in his bed curled up next to him, but this image is one that would be hard to beat.  He watched her for a few more seconds and then slowly stepped into the shower, wrapping his arms around her from the front.  He felt her startle for just a moment, catching her unaware, but then she melted into his hands.

 
  “You made it home fast,” she said as she folded her arms around his neck.

 
  “Well, having you waiting here for me is motivation to move quickly.”

 
  “Did you get me something decent to wear out of the house?”

 
  “Yes.  But let’s not talk about putting clothes on you just yet.  I like the very naked and very wet version of you right here.”  His hands slid down her back and over the curve of her ass as he grabbed a hold and pulled her into him.  Once he had her slick body pressed up against his, he moved in to take her mouth with his.  She gave a sweet whimper and he felt himself harden even more between them.  He felt her hands weave their way into his now wet hair and she tugged gently as their tongues blended into one another’s.

 
  He walked her back until her legs bumped against the bench seat.  With his lips still pressed against hers, he murmured, “Sit.”  She obeyed and slowly sat down, a smile playing over her lips.  He moved the shower head so that it was still raining down behind her.  He knelt down in front of her, grabbed her behind her knees and pulled her towards him so that her hips rested just at the edge of the bench.  His eyes took her in, splayed out for him, on display.  She was perfect.

 
  “You’re mine, yes?”  He asked her.

 
  “All yours.”

 
  “Every part of you?”  He teased.

 
  “Mmmhmm,” she said as she bit her lip.

 
  “So,” he said as he ran his hand up her stomach to her chest to tease her nipple, “your gorgeous breasts, those are mine?”

 
  “Yes,” she cooed at him.  His fingertip trailed slow circles around the brownish-pink tip of her breast, and his thumb teased it by roughly rubbing it back and forth.  She whimpered and moaned quietly, her eyes closed and head leaned back against the tile wall of the shower.  His hands came down to her waist and he bent over, placing soft kisses along the inside of her thigh.  His fingers slightly dug into the soft part of her leg where her thigh met her hip.  His kisses inched up her thigh until he reached the V where her legs came together.

 
  “What about this?”  He asked as he used a finger to part her entry.  “Does this belong to me, too?”

 
  “Oh God, Porter, only you,” she cried as his finger slid all the way into her.  He then added another and her volume increased, moaning even louder.

 
  “That’s what I thought, Baby.”  He was hard, almost uncomfortably so, but there was nothing he wanted more than to watch Ella fall apart here in his shower.  He watched as his fingers pumped in and out of her, watched her as she writhed on the bench, trying to meet his fingers with her hips.  She was shameless and it was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.  He removed his fingers from her and gently spread her knees farther apart.  She opened her eyes and looked at him, her blue eyes had a gray haze over them. 

 
  “You’re driving me crazy, Porter,” she said.  Without speaking a word, and keeping his eyes on her, he lowered his face down to her and used his tongue to spread her open.  She immediately bucked against him.

 
  “Be still, Ella,” he said and was rewarded with a long and sexy moan.  His tongue found her warm and wet, inside and out, eager to be licked and lapped.  As his tongue explored her clit, flicking and licking, his fingers made their way back into her, stroking and pumping into her.  She tried to stay still, he could tell, but her hips found ways to meet his mouth.  Her hands found his hair, as she pushed his face into her, trying to drown him in her.

 
  “I’m going to come,” she cried out.

 
  “Come for me, Ella.”

 
  “Oh, yes,” she moaned, her words stretched out sounding less like words and more like groans.  He continued his assaults until he was sure she had come down.  When she opened her eyes and smiled at him, he stood and pulled her up to him.  She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him hungrily.  Her legs came up around his waist and he turned to sit down on the bench, placing her on his lap.  The feeling of his cock snug up against her sex made him groan softly.

 
  “Tell me which parts of me belong to you, Ella.” 

She leaned over and placed a soft kiss on his lips.
  Then she smirked at him.

 
  “Your sexy arms belong to me, don’t they?”  She said as she ran her hands up and over his shoulder and biceps.  “You have such strong and capable arms.  I feel like nothing could happen to me as long as I am in your arms.”

 
  “Yes, Ella, they belong to you.  What else?”  He raised his hips, grinding into her, trying to give her a hint.  She winked at him and wiggled her ass, causing him to exhale harshly, pushing the air through his teeth.

 
  “Your kissable lips that tease every part of my body, those are mine.”  She bent down, took his bottom lip in her mouth, and then bit down hard enough to make him yelp, then soothed it by sucking it back in again.  He pulled back again.

 
  “Fuck, Ella, you’re going to kill me here.”  She rose up on her knees.  Her breasts pushed up into his face, so he took one nipple in his mouth returning the bite she’d given him.  He smiled around her nipple when he heard her cry out and then used his tongue to make it feel better.

 
 “My favorite part of you, though, definitely belongs to me.”  He saw her sexy smirk cross her face as she reached between them, positioned him at her opening, and then slid down him slowly, taking all of him in.

 
  “Shiiiiit….” Porter whispered.

 
  “Hmmm….feel good, Baby?”  She rose up again, just to slide right back down.

 
  “Yes, don’t you fucking stop,” he said through clenched teeth.

 
  “Don’t you worry. I’ve got you.”  After that, she took off.  She kept her own pace, which didn’t matter to him.  She could do whatever she wanted as long as she kept him inside of her.  Up and down a few times and then she would grind down on him, making him and herself cry out in pleasure.  His hand roamed her body, finding her ass, helping her fit all of him in by pushing her hips down onto his lap.  She slowly increased the speed at which she bounced on him and he enjoyed watching her breasts bounce as she did.

 
  “Faster,” he demanded and she complied.  He gripped her hips harder, but she didn’t seem to mind and he forced her to take as much of him as possible.  He could tell he was filling her to the hilt, hitting the end of her channel, and she loved it.  Her moans became louder, and his breathing became frantic.  He needed to come in her and soon.  “Come with me,” another demand.

 
  “Yes,” she answered, still giving him everything she had.  She finally slammed down on him and then ground down on him, circling her hips.  He watched as her head fell back with a cry and he followed her into oblivion. 

 
  Her head rested on his shoulder and he pressed small kisses along her shoulder, letting his heart calm down.  He stopped when he noticed the quarter sized scar she bared.  He kissed it tenderly. 

 
  “Does this still hurt?”  He asked as he gently swiped a finger over it.

 
  “Not really.  Every once in a while I feel some random sharp pains in my shoulder, but nothing too bad.  It’s all normal, I’ve been told.”

 
  “I’m so sorry I wasn’t there for you when you were recuperating.”

 
  “Babe, you really didn’t have choice, did you?  I understand why everyone made the decisions they did.”  Her hands came up to his face and she forced him to look at her.   “I’m fine, Porter.  Everything is ok now.  You can’t hold on to the guilt.  It won’t do either one of us any good.”

 
  “Just promise me that you won’t let anyone keep you from me anymore.”

 
  “Baby, wild horses couldn’t drag me away.”  She kissed him on the lips.  Before he had a chance to take advantage of their still connected bodies, she hopped off of him to proceed with finishing her shower.

 
  “Did you have this type of thing in mind when you built this bathroom?”  She asked him with a smile.

 
  “Listen, when I built this bathroom, I was twenty-one.  I wasn’t innocent, but not even my young mind could have comprehended anything that sexy or erotic would take place in my bathroom.  You outdid yourself, Babe.”  He slapped her ass and enjoyed the wet smacking noise it made as it echoed through his bathroom.

 
  “I do what I can,” she said as she shrugged up one of her shoulders and threw him a sexy smirk.

 
  They finished up their shower and continued to get ready to go see his mom, stealing glances at each other, sharing innocent and not so innocent touches.

 
  “Babe, I did not need all these clothes,” Ella said as he sifted through three shopping bags full of the pants, shirts, and such.

 
  “I know they’re not the fancy clothes you’re used to, but I wanted you to have enough that you could leave some here in case you ever needed something.”

 
  “Why, Porter, are you giving me a drawer?”  She asked as she shimmied into some jeans.  He laughed at her playfulness.

 
  “I guess so.  I mean, as much as I like you naked, it wouldn’t be a terrible thing for you to keep some things here.”

 
  She walked over to him and pressed her body up against his, the lace of her bra scratching up against his chest. 

 
  “Thank you.  For everything.”  She pecked him lightly.  “You did a very good job buying me lingerie, Porter.”

 
  “I have never wandered through that section of a store before and I will tell you right now that I don’t know what guys complain about.  Everything I saw I pictured on you and it was amazing.  You can take me lingerie shopping anytime.”