Besieged (16 page)

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Authors: L.P. Lovell

Tags: #Literature & Fiction, #Erotica, #Romantic Erotica, #L.P lovell, #Besieged, #Theodore Ellis, #Romance, #Lilly Parker, #New adult

"That doesn't answer my question sugar. Where are you right now?" His tone is clipped.

"Um…" I scan my surroundings. Not really knowing quite where we are. "George. George!" I kick his slumped form. "Where are we?"

"Jesus Lilly. You don't even know where you are? How drunk are you?" He sounds exasperated.

"Tipsy..." I hold my hand up and pinch my thumb and index finger together as if he can see me.

"I think we came out of ‘Pulse’." George laughs again mainly to himself I think.

"You're by ‘Pulse’?" Theo asks.

"Apparently. Though I warn you that George may not be a reliable source right now." I shrug at George who now has his head tilted down almost in his lap.

"Who's George?" He asks with what I swear sounds like a hint of jealousy.

"My flat mate." I don't elaborate. It's none of his business.

"I wish I could give myself a blow job. That would be sooo coool!” George slurs without lifting his head. I laugh at his crumpled form.

"I'll be there in five minutes. I'm just around the corner." Theo says.

"Theo no. We don't need..." I say eventually when I've got myself under control. Click. "Theo?" He's gone.

"Lill's. I am so jealous you get to tap that tonight." George tips his head up and smiles at me drunkenly. I sigh and sit down on the pavement next to him and pull his head into my lap where he promptly passes out.

I look up when a white Range Rover pulls up to the curb a few minutes later. The door opens and heavy black boots with long jean sheathed legs step out. He’s wearing a tight white t-shirt that puts his muscled, tattooed arms on full display. God he looks good right now. No-one should be allowed to look that good.

"Well. You two look worse for wear." Those beautiful lips curl up as he smirks at me. I've pretty much sobered up by this point, but my mind feels cloudy and intoxicated by him. "Don't you have to work tomorrow?" He tilts his head at me.

"Yes, hence I'm the responsible one tonight." I cock an eyebrow. "So not the case usually." I poke George and tell him he has to move. Theo and I guide him to the back seat where he crawls in and collapses. Theo shuts the door before turning and pinning me against it.

His eyes drop and scan my body, sending a flush crawling up my neck. He looks so good in his tight t-shirt, I just want to rip it off right now. He flashes me a devious smile and I have to check my knickers haven't burst into flames. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I feel his arm snake around my waist and pull me hard against his chest. When I open my eyes his penetrating gaze meets mine, his eyes bright against his tanned skin are just inches away. My breathing becomes ragged. He smiles before grasping the back of my neck firmly and pressing his lips to mine gently. I suddenly can't take it anymore. I need him right now. I turn and press his back against the car. One hand grabs a handful of his hair whilst the other creeps under his shirt to trace the hard ridges of muscle over his stomach, he shivers slightly under my touch and I'm inwardly gloating. He groans, before gently pushing me away. His eyes smoulder and his breathing is just as laboured as mine.

"We should go." He smiles, clearly amused by my assault.

"Ok." I agree begrudgingly. He chuckles as I follow him around the car, he holds the door open whilst I climb in.

 

As we drive back through the quiet London streets I can feel the energy radiating through the car. I feel as though I’m physically gravitating toward him. He places one hand on my thigh and I have to clamp my thighs together. I glance at him out of the corner of my eye. He keeps his gazed firmly fixed out the windscreen, but I spot the hint of a smile on his lips.

 He pulls up outside my flat and I’m almost grateful for the opportunity to escape the intensity in the car. I turn to look at him and his bright eyes seem to smoulder in the darkness. My heart races and I bite my lip to stop myself from actually panting like some kind of animal, dear god I need to get a grip of myself.

I lean back into the seat trying to calm myself and gasp when his fingers brush my cheek. When I turn to look at him, the look in his eyes is savage and raw. His hand moves from a gentle brush of my cheek, to a near violent gesture, winding into my hair and grabbing it firmly at the nape of my neck. His lips collide with mine, demanding from me everything I have to give. I part my lips willing him to explore my mouth. One second I’m sat in my seat and the next I’m being dragged across the centre console to straddle him. It’s a cramped space, but somehow I can’t seem to get close enough to him. I pull away gasping for breath. His lips drop to my neck, kissing greedily down my throat, his arms wrap around me pulling me hard against him. My back is bowed, forcing my breasts forward against his chest. His teeth graze my earlobe making me shiver. I instinctively grind against him. I can feel his erection straining against his trousers, separated only by the thin lace of my underwear.

“Lilly.” He groans against my neck.

“I want you.” I manage to gasp. He brings his lips back to mine and kisses and nips at my lips

 “Not here.” His breathing is heavy.

“I don’t care.” I grab the back of his neck and kiss him hard again. He gently pushes me away.

“Come on.” He opens the door and slides out of the car, taking me with him. He sets me on my feet and shuts the door. I practically run to my front door, fumbling with the keys. My heart races in anticipation as I enter the hallway. I immediately find myself pushed up against the wall next to the flat door as Theo kisses me and then lifts me off the ground. I wrap my legs around his waist. He fumbles for the door handle without breaking the kiss as we burst into the flat.

“First door on the right.” I gasp.

 

He lowers me to the bed and undoes the hidden clip on my dress, it falls open like a robe. He rips off his shirt revealing that beautiful body. The art work that covers his torso looks twisted and dangerous in the dim light of my room. The curtains are wide open, the bright light of the moon streaming in painting everything in shades of silver and grey.

 “God, you are just so fucking beautiful.” He murmurs as he lowers himself over me, he pushes one knee between my legs forcing them open. My skin becomes over sensitised as the bare skin of his torso presses against mine. His lips graze my neck, jaw, lips, teasing as they go. Oh god, I’m so turned on right now. I hurriedly fumble with his belt and then the zip on his jeans. Within minutes we’re both completely naked. I realise that I’ve never seen him completely naked, but my god he is unbelievable. I’ve had my share of hot men, but damn, this one takes the prize. He moves his body over mine, leaning on his elbows while he kisses me. His tongue finds mine eagerly. He trails one hand down my neck and over my breast causing my nipple to stiffen against his fingers. He continues down my ribs and over my stomach until he reaches the apex of my thighs. My body trembles and quivers under his confident touch. His fingers flutter over my clit causing me to clench and tighten underneath him. He chuckles quietly, clearly pleased with his effect over me. He slowly dips one finger into me, stroking and teasing me. I’m already dripping wet and far too eager. I roll my hips against his hand, desperately seeking a relief from the deep ache that has been building since I heard his voice this evening.

“Patience.” He whispers against my lips.

“Theo, please.” I whine unashamedly. He moves quickly and produces a foil packet, he tears it open and rolls the condom swiftly over his impressive cock. He stares at me for a moment before lowering himself so that his entire body is flush with mine, his biceps strain and flex as he moves. I wrap my arms around him and run my hands over the defined muscles of his sculpted back. He pushes into me just an inch before withdrawing again. My frustration builds. I run my hands down his back to his perfect arse. He slowly thrusts into me again and I grab at him, trying to force him deeper. He stops and I might as well be pushing against a brick wall, he’s so impossibly powerful.

“Lilly.” He growls. His jaw is taught and his voice is low. I realise that he is trying to keep a hold of his own control.

“Theo, fuck me.” I growl out. His control snaps. He seizes my mouth aggressively with his. My head becomes quickly clouded in a haze that is Theo’s tongue wrestling with my own. I feel his muscles coil and tense under my hands before he slams into me with the force of a sledge hammer. I cry out and throw my head back, revelling in the exquisite feeling of him in me, possessing me. His breath hisses through his clenched teeth. He places one hand against my face.

“You ok?” He breathes. I nod and dig my fingernails into him, urging him onward. This is what I need, rough dirty sex with the godly creature that is Theodore Ellis. He picks up a punishing rhythm that quickly has me teetering on the edge of oblivion. His fingers dig into my hips. Ecstasy spikes through me as he pounds into me relentlessly. My core starts to tighten with waves of pleasure that then roll outwards. He plunges into me even harder and my entire body clenches and trembles in delicious pleasure as I reach climax. I cry out with the sheer relief.

I lay there panting and trembling, vaguely aware of Theo's lips on my chest. He suddenly grabs my hips and twists, flipping me onto my front as though I weighed no more than a doll. I gasp at the unexpected force.

He leans over me and nibbles my earlobe. "I'm not done with you yet sugar." He whispers.

He grabs my hips pulling me up so that I’m leant on my elbows with my arse in the air. In one swift move he thrusts into be from behind, burying himself in me to the hilt. My insides are still trembling from the last orgasm, and yet it feels so good, it's so deep. I moan as he pulls out ever so slowly, dragging himself against me inch by inch, and then thrusts back into me hard. He slides a hand down my stomach and presses a finger against my clit, massaging and teasing me whilst pounding into me again and again. It is a complete sensory over load, his cock is so deep inside me while his fingers work their magic. I start to build again, my muscles tremble before everything seems to detonate. Theo’s movements quicken causing wave after wave of tremors to wrack my body. He bites my neck as he growls on a deep thrust. His body stiffens and then relaxes. He pulls out of me and collapses on the bed breathing heavily. I lay on my back beside him. All my muscles feel like jelly.

His breathing steadies and he places a gentle kiss on the top of my head. I roll over onto my front beside him and lean up on my elbow to look at him. He has one arm thrown over his eyes and a lazy smile plays on his lips. I climb on him, sitting astride him and pull his arm away from his face. He smiles up at me.

"Well, you are keen." He mocks. I can feel him starting to get hard again.

I raise an eyebrow at him. "Really?!"

"You do this to me." He looks unapologetic. “So you have no-one to blame but yourself." He grins before suddenly flipping me over so I’m underneath him and kissing me almost gently. "But I’m going to need feeding before I can go again. I've got serious sex munchies." I laugh. "Shower?" He asks.

"Sure." I smirk, knowing where that's going to lead. "And then I'll find you some food...and perhaps an energy drink." He grins as he pulls me off the bed and towards the shower.

An hour and two more orgasms later and we finally get out of the shower.

 

I wake up at some point in the night to a car alarm going off just outside my window. I roll over and bury my face in the pillow, but it keeps going.

"Ugh, who's fucking car is that?" I grumble to myself.

The bed moves and the previous few hours comes back to me in a flash as I look over and see Theo's silhouetted form stood at the window. His very fine silhouetted form. That arse…

"Oh shit." He murmurs in the darkness.

"What?" I whisper. I have a pounding headache and noise hurts right now. Especially the fucking racket that car is making.

"Um, I think we left your friend in the car." He says.

I laugh, it hurts but I can't help it. "He is going to be so pissed. You best go let him out."

"Yeah, I'll go do that." He says as he pulls his jeans on. Even with my head pounding, I still want him.

"Babe, can you grab me a glass of water on your way back in." I say without too much thought to my words, I basically just asked him to stay until morning...and I called him babe, eew…What the fuck?! I’m just going to pretend I’m still drunk.

 

Chapter 11 – Theo

 

I wake again in the early hours of the morning. Lilly is sprawled naked across my chest. One of her legs is hooked over mine and my arms are wrapped firmly around her. I feel strangely peaceful with her this close to me. Usually when I wake up with a woman like this my first thought is how I'm going to either get out or get her out, I'm not sure whether I like that I don't feel  that with Lilly. Perhaps it's because I know she doesn't want or expect anything from me. In my experience women can sometimes take sex to mean more than it actually does. When some one night stand bimbo starts trying to trap me in a relationship I jump ship pretty damn quick. Lilly's different though, she actively discourages it, exactly like I do and it makes her all the more intriguing.

She stirs, then presses her lips into my chest. "You stayed." She whispers.

"We've only been asleep for a few hours, and I'm not done with you yet sugar." I smile. I swear the woman is like a bloody demon. I can't get enough of her.

She smiles as she slowly runs her hand over my chest and stomach before stroking my already hard cock. She laughs against my neck as she kisses and nips her way down my throat.

I roll over, pressing her into the mattress.

"So you think my permanent hard-on is amusing do you?" I grin. She nods. "Well, seeing as how you are responsible, I think it's only fair that you fix it." A thin shaft of moonlight penetrates the room illuminating her face and casting shadows. She bites her lip, her eyes sparkle in the darkness. She grabs my hair and pulls me down so she can kiss me. Her tongue moves teasingly along my bottom lip.

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