EroticReverie

Ella 

Trey carried us to the bathroom, where he ran a hot shower, a hot shower where he cleaned my body of his cum, and then his own. A shower where he kissed me so softly I think I cried a little. A shower where he held me and stroked my back as the hot water pelted my skin, my wet body against his, his cock hanging between us, no longer hard. Just thick, and long, still looking heavy. But as we kissed, he got harder, and harder again. This time when I reached for it, he stopped me wordlessly, taking my hands and turning me, pinning me against the wall, my hands raised near my head as he kept kissing my mouth. 

"we're done with all that for the night." he said , making my brows pinch. 

"Oh." I say and he cocked his head slightly. 

"Do you....want me to go home after this?" I ask and his brows are the ones drawing together no.

"What? no." he says. His head moving back to look at me. 

"Why would I want you want to go home Ella?" he'd asked and I shrugged. 

"If ..you're done...then I just...I don't know" I'd said. 

"Ella, what the hell makes you think I'd send you home in the middle of the night, or send you home at all after all that we just did?" he asks. 

"I dont know....I dont know" I say frustrated. 

He'd cupped my face and made me look at him, the steam filling the shower. 

"If you think all I want from you is sex Ella...then let's set the record straight right now..."

"We'd have to have sex first for that to even be true" I mutter. 

He barks out a short laugh. "first things first baby..." he says. 

"Let's address the first thing...I will never...ever...send you home in the middle of the fucking night. I'll never send you home period. Even if you WANTED to go home right now, I would fucking refuse, because it's too god damn late at night and I dont want to fucking worry about you being too tired to drive, or someone else on the road too tired to be driving, or any other matter of possible things that could fucking happen with you driving late at night." he says and I swallow, nodding once.

"Okay" I say. 

 "Second thing...." he says and makes me lift my eyes back to him by titlting my head up slightly. 

"I like you." he says and I swallow again. 

"I like you too." I say my brows pinching slightly. 

"no Ella...I like you. A lot. Our date today, was fucking perfect. You, were fucking perfect. And I want to keep taking you out, getting to know you. I don't know what you want from this, if you want it to be just for the summer , then that fine. I wont push for-"

"I dont" I cut him him. "I dont want it to be just for summer. I said I like you too." I say frustrated and he gives me a little smile. 

"Alright then." he says and kisses my pouty lips. 

"then why don't we get you out of the shower, dried off and we can talk outside of the shower." he says.

"I like it in here." I say and his smile raises his cheeks. 

"alright." he says and cups my face and kisses my mouth again. "Then we stay in here and talk." 

"Tell me what you want Ella." he says and then draw back to look at me. 

"I want to date you. Like we are now...and I don't want it to just be for summer...I've never had a better day with anyone than I had with you today....I thought...I dont know...I didnt know you wanted more than the summer thing...I didnt even think it was an option...you keep saying im too young...so i figured you wouldnt even give us a real chance." I say and he blinks, clearly surprised at my ability to say exactly what's on my mind. 

"Alright...I'll address each thought for you....You dont want it to be just for summer. Neither do i.  I've also never had a better day with anyone, I loved the time we spent together today, not for the making out and touching and all that...but I just enjoyed watching you today...being around you...you're fucking sunshine...you made the day even brighter than it was."  he says and I feel my heart pound in my chest, and my body covers itself in goosebumps. The man just told me I was sunshine. Be still my fucking racing heart, take a breath here Ella. Remember to fucking breathe. 

"I keep saying you're too young..because at first I was only worried about what other people would think...seeing us together....judging us...but now....I just worry that you're too young, because you have so much ahead of you Ella...I dont want to stop you from living your life. I dont want to be selfish and try to lock you down, and have you wake up five, ten years from now and resent me because you didnt get go to college and have the sleep around phase or make mistakes and date other guys. I worry because , I'm clearly not with the girl I was dating at eighteen...and I worry that when you're my age...you wont be dating the guy you were at eighteen....me. I worry that you dont know how fucking irresistable you are, and you could have any guy you wanted, and then eventually you'll wish you would've dated someone younger.

"Stop" I say and lift my hand and cover his mouth. "Just stop" 

"Now..let ME address THOSE thoughts..." I say and I feel him smile against my hand and gives me a single nod. 

"I'm young....i'm going to college...i can still have fun, and make stupid mistkaes with friends...without needing to throw myself around at a bunch of guys. I'm not interested in getting gang banged at a frat house, or dating a bunch of immature douche bags my own age. I've DONE that...Well wait...NOT the gang bang part!" I say and he laughs against my hand still pressed to his mouth. He reaches up and grabs it. Gently lowering it. 

"I'm just saying....you can worry all you want that I'll regret this, or resent you...but I could say the same thing...worry that you'll grow tired of me at some point when you realize i'm not what you really want-"

He opens his mouth to speak and lift my hand and cover it again. "I'm not done." I say and his brows lift, he smiles against my hand, and nods again. 

"Age has nothing to do with any of that." I say. "I could be thirty...and we'd still have the same questions...they'd just be slightly different....but there's always going to be the possibility things dont work out, for whatever millions reasons there are in the world...but I think it'd be a hell of a lot worse to regret not ever trying because I was too scared of what might happen ten years from now....I'm eighteen...I  know i'm young...but im smart damnit.." I say and he smiles wider against my hand as I glare at him.

"I cant decide what I want..and who I want..the fucking law says so" I say pinching my brows, staring at him and he laughs against my hand with another nod. 

"So , I want you." I say softly. "Alright?" 

He reaches up and takes my hand from his mouth again. 

"Yeah baby...alright" he says and then leans in, kissing me, taking my hands, pinning them back above my head and I moan softly on his mouth. 

"i'll never resent this....not ever" I breathe out and he hums against my lips and kisses me again, sliding his tongue into my mouth. 

"Eventually....we'll have to tell people...your parents....since you're letting me keep you past summer" he says and I moan. Keep me, fucking keep me I think to myself. forever. 

"Is it wrong to say that it's hot having it be a secret?" I ask looking at him and he grins and shakes his head. 

"no, it is hot....i like sneaking around with you." he says and I moan and nod. 

"Good, why dont we do that then..just for summer....then after summer...we can tell my parents and other people" I say. 

"Mmm, i like that" he says and then his cock presses against my belly. 

"It's so hot that nobody knows that you're my good girl Ella" he says. Kissing me, pecking my mouth softly, over and over. 

"But I also can't fucking wait to tell everyone that you're mine" he says, crushing my mouth with a kiss and I whimper, my body writhing between the wall and his body as he kisses me for minutes upon minutes, his  hands keeping my arms raises, my body unable to stay still as his mouth covers mine, as his tongue slip deep in my mouth and out and licks my mouth and bites my lip, doing it over and over again. 

"another good thing.....now that you're mine....i can take my time with you Ella" he says. 

"Oh god, no" I cry. "stop , dont even say it" 

He chuckles. 

"I was worried about making love to you and having to let you go....but now....i know i dont have to....so now , it's about making that little pussy wait for me Ella..."

"Jesus, no" I whine and he laughs. 

"Once I start making love to you Ella, we're not going to be able to stop, that's how fucking good I'm gonna make it for you baby" he whispers in my ear and I whimper. 

"so, im going to spend my time, getting to know my girl....then....then ill let my cock know that sweet little pussy" he says.

I groan. "I'll write you an essay....everything you need to know about Ella Lynn Estrella" I pant. 

"Mmm, that your middle name?" he asks and I nod. 

"That's fucking cute...Ella Lynn." he groans it and I've never had my boring over used middle name sound so fucking hot. 

"Let's get your pretty ass out of this shower and into my bed Ella Lynn." he says and I nod.

"Yes please" I say and he laughs. 

"For sleep Ella...for sleep" he says and I pout with a whine as he drops my hands and takes my face again and smiles. 

"You're gonna make me so fucking happy" he says and I smile. 

"Pure, fucking sunshine" he says, smiling at my lips. 

"You know the hottest part of those pictures you sent to me?" he asks and I shake my head. 

"This." he says, his thumb tracing my lower lip. "This cute smile." 

"not my ass?" I say and his shoulders shake with a laugh as he shakes his head. 

"That ass is work of fucking art. You know that." he says.

"I know that YOU think that. " I say and he smiles at me. 

"But youve got the cutest smile , it's gorgeous, and so fucking sexy at the same time." he says, and his smile as he talks about mine, makes mine even wider. My cheeks lifting. 

"Yeah, that's fucking hot" he says. His mouth coming to mine and kissing our smiles right off our lips.