Made for You by Kelly Elliott
I cringed after I blurted that out. “Shit. I didn’t mean to say that.”
She chuckled. “It’s okay. I know what went on between y’all. Mason has already assured me of his feelings. Listen, I get that you’re feeling nervous about everything. Move slow. You don’t have to jump right back into having hot sweaty sex. But you sure as hell could play naughty with other things.”
“Ugh. Don’t say things like that, Becca!”
“Sorry!” she chuckled then went on. “Why don’t you take things slow? Like when you first started dating. When you get back, invite him over for dinner, do some heavy-duty foreplay, but take things slow.”
“Okay, but that doesn’t help me right now. He’ll be in my bed! I’m horny as hell and his body is going to be up against mine. I’m going to combust.”
“You know what you have to do.”
“I can’t.”
“Yes, you can. Girl, if you want to make it through the night, you have to do it.”
It was then I realized I hadn’t asked her why she had called. “Hey, why did you call? Is everything okay?”
“Yeah. It’s great. I wanted to tell you about my hot sexual escapade with Mason this afternoon.”
I pushed off the sink. “No way!”
“Yes way! Oh my God. Why didn’t you tell me he was so big! I’m not going to walk right for a week.”
I scrunched up my nose. “Gross. Too much information, Becca.” For a brief moment I thought it might have been awkward for Becca to be talking about having sex with Mason. After all, we had been fuck buddies for the last few years. Even though I knew Mason still dated and saw other women, he never slept with my best friend. But it wasn’t awkward. I could hear the happiness in Becca’s voice.
“Sorry. I didn’t know who else to talk to about it. But if it’s too weird…”
“No! I’m dying to hear more about it, it’s just, Holden will be here soon and I should probably go … ah … I should go and …”
“Get yourself off. Jesus, just say it, Em.”
“Right. I’ll talk to you tomorrow before we leave. And Becca?”
“Yeah?”
I couldn’t ignore the warm feeling that spread through my chest. Knowing Becca was with Mason, the guy she had been crushing on for so long, made me happier than I realized.
“I’m sorry about being with Mason. It was a shitty thing to keep doing knowing you liked him.”
“Oh, Em. You don’t have anything to be sorry about. I was married when y’all hooked up. It wasn’t like you did it on purpose. Everything happened for a reason, right?”
I nodded, even though she couldn’t see me. “Yeah. I love you, Becca.”
“Love you too. Good luck tonight. You’re going to need it.”
Before I had the chance to respond, she was gone.
With a long drawn out sigh, I set my phone on the sink and glanced down. Slowly slipping my hand down my pants, I softly rubbed my clit. With my eyes closed, I pictured Holden’s face between my legs. My hips jerked and I gasped at my fantasy.
My head dropped back more as I lifted my one leg and set it on the toilet. I could smell the woodsy scent of Holden in the room with me and that spurred me to go faster.
A slight moan escaped from my lips as I pictured Holden’s lips slowly moving down my body. The closer it came to my clit the faster my hand moved. His name slipped from my lips as my orgasm began to build.
“Holden, oh God.”
Then the heavenly feeling vanished.
My entire world came to a complete stop when I felt heat on my wrist and I gazed into Holden’s green eyes. They danced with a fire I’d seen plenty of times from him.
He slowly lifted my hand and slid my fingers into his mouth. I almost came when he sucked on them.
Retreating my fingers from his mouth, he reached down and picked me up, quickly carrying me over to the bed.
After he gently placed me on the bed, he crawled on. My breathing was hard and fast. My head screamed for me to stop him, but my body pleaded to let him do what he wanted.
“No sex was the agreement,” he spoke in a raspy voice. “But I’ll be damned if you’re going to get off to a fantasy about me when I’m right here.”
The room felt like it was spinning. I’d never been so turned on in my life.
My body jumped as he placed his hands on my stomach then slowly moved them down my panties.
“Lift that gorgeous ass in the air, baby.”
I did what he asked. No questions asked.
My entire lower half was exposed to him and I couldn’t have cared less. The only thing my horny-ass body cared about was how he was going to make me come.
“Tell me what I was doing in your fantasy, Em.”
My face blushed as I shook my head.
He slowly pushed my legs open while my entire body shuddered with anticipation. When he looked down, he moaned. “So fucking perfect.”
My hands gripped at the sheets. I needed relief and I was about to start begging him.
Pushing his finger inside of me, I gasped and lifted my hips. “Yes!” I hissed.
“Tell me what your fantasy was and I’ll make it come true, baby.”
I’d never had my heart pound like it was now. I opened my mouth then shut it quickly.
Holden massaged my inside walls as he leaned up and gently kissed my lips. His other hand pulled my T-shirt up, exposing my breasts. “I remember exactly what to do to make you scream my name. I promise you, no sex. But let me finish what you started baby.”
My stomach flipped like I was on a thrill ride. “You … you had your face buried between my legs.”
The smile that spread over Holden’s face made my heart skip a beat or two. “I was hoping you were going to say that.”
The pressure from his finger kept on as he kissed down my chest, stopping to give each nipple their own special attention. When he gently bit down on one I nearly jumped off the bed.
“Jesus! Holden. I’m so close.”
“Not yet, baby, we’re just getting started.”
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I felt the heat from his lips move closer and closer to my throbbing clit.
“Ohmygod,” I panted out when he blew hot air on my swollen bundle of nerves.
“I love how ready you are for me. I’m going to lick every fucking ounce of your sweet cream.”
Arching my back, I begged for him to touch me. “Holden! Please make me come. Please!”
Light kisses trailed up my left thigh. I was expecting him to do the same to my other leg, but he buried his face between my legs, causing me to grab onto his hair and pull. That only made him go slower.
His tongue moved slowly from my clit down. Slipping his tongue inside of me, I felt a slight pressure on my back side.
“What … what are you doing?”
He buried his face in deeper as he gently rubbed against that forbidden area. He never penetrated, but the feel of his finger there was turning me on even more. If that was possible.
I was losing all control as I ground my hips into his face.
“More! God I want more!”
And more is what Holden gave me. His tongue flicked against my clit as the buildup began from the tip of my toes to the top of my head.
“Oh God! Oh God!”
With his thumb pressed against my clit, pressing it ever so lightly, he started licking and sucking like his life depended on it. My entire body began to tremble as his thumb pressed harder and his tongue pushed inside of me. The feel of his other finger on my ass sent me over the ledge.
“Holden!”
My screams of pleasure seemed to last forever. It was the most intense orgasm of my life. At one point, I begged for him to stop. He only slowed down enough to give me time to catch my breath and let the light come back into the room.
“Jesus … I can’t … breathe,” I panted as he flicked my clit with his tongue.
“Ohmygod! I can’t. Not. Again.”
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I was mumbling something even I couldn’t understand as the intense pleasure began to subside.
The feel of his body sliding up mine was utterly the most amazing feeling in the world. He was completely undressed except for his boxer briefs.
“One. More. Time,” he whispered as he pushed his hard length against my sensitive clit.
Impossible.
There was no way he could pull a third orgasm from me.
“Exhausted,” I whispered.
His lips explored my body, sending me into another state of euphoria. Then he pressed his hard cock into me more. The feel of him and the fabric caused a friction that quickly sent my body into its third orgasm. My legs wrapped around his body as we moved together. It was as if time never stopped with us. We moved together like we’d never been apart.
“Jesus, Em, I’m going to come.”
The idea of him coming simply from rubbing up against me extended my orgasm. The sounds of him softly grunting into my ear had my arms around him. Drawing him closer to me.
When we finally stilled, all that could be heard was our labored breathing. The smell of sex surrounded us, and I loved it. If this was what it was like with no sex … how would it be like when we actually made love?
I could only imagine.
Soft kisses moved across my jawline and up to my lips. “I need to go change.”
With no energy to even talk, I nodded my head and moaned. Holden laughed and pulled my T-shirt back down over my body. A quick peck on the lips and he vanished from my room.
I laid there for a few moments and enjoyed the pure blissful happiness I was coated in.
Rolling over, I sat up. Every ounce of my body felt relaxed as I made my way into the bathroom. Glancing at myself in the mirror, I saw a totally different woman than I did early. My face was flushed with the multiple orgasms. My eyes danced with a happiness that I hadn’t seen in a long time. The glow of my skin was unmistakable. I was a woman in love.
With a sly smile, I made a silent vow. Nothing or no one would ever come between Holden and me again.
Especially her.
MY HANDS GRIPPED the bathroom sink while I pulled in one deep breath after another. I was lightheaded from the experience I’d had with Emylie a few moments ago. Glancing down, I looked at my boxers and the wet stain from my cum and hers. With a smile, I stripped down. Hearing Emylie calling out my name nearly drove me insane. The taste of her sweet juices was enough to make me beg her to let me sink balls deep into her. But that next step needed to be perfect. The right moment and I knew now was not the right moment. I eased her ache and that was all that mattered. I selfishly benefitted as well. Something I was going to have to make up for.
I turned on the cold water and splashed my face. Looking up at myself in the mirror, I smiled. God how I have missed her. Her smile. Her touch. The sound of her laughter. Nothing made me feel happier than Emylie.
My body came to life when I felt her hands on my back. “I just saw these.”
Spinning around, I saw her holding the flowers I had delivered earlier. Damn it … I totally forgot about them.
“They’re beautiful, but the note is even better.”
With a smile, I pulled her to me. “I mean every word, Em.”
She glanced down to the card in her hand and read it out loud.
Her eyes lit up as she looked at me. “I love you with all my heart too. I’ve never stopped. You also drive me crazy wanting you.” She winked and pressed her lips together while her cheeks turned a beautiful shade of pink.
I kissed her gently on the corner of her sweet mouth as I let out a light chuckle. “You’ve always done that to me, Em. Only you can make me mad with desire.”
Her cheeks blushed and she turned away. Using my finger, I pulled her chin my way, looking deep into her beautiful brown eyes. The golden flecks seemed to be shining a bit brighter tonight. “I know you wanted to go slow, but when I saw you getting yourself off and saying my name, I snapped. Then crawling on you like that was my own greedy way of getting more. The only thing I want now is to lay next to you in bed with your body up against mine.”
The smile that spread over her face made my knees weak. “Naked?”
“Do you want to be naked?”
She searched my face as she thought about it. “Do you think we can behave?”
With a laugh, I shook my head. “I’m a strong man, babe, but I’m not sure how strong I can be with your fine ass pressed up against my cock.”
Her mouth sucked in a quick breath. “I like it when you talk like that.”
My hand moved down to her lower back as I pulled her to me. My dick pressed into her stomach. “Do you now?”
With a nod, she licked her lips. “I do. A lot.”
My heart pounded so loud I was positive she heard it. “Then I think we need to wear clothes, because I’m really fighting the urge to bend you over this counter and fuck you hard and fast.”
“Oh God,” she whispered then swallowed hard. “Clothes for sure.”
Walking to my bag, I pulled a pair of briefs out and slipped them on. “That means you have to wear underwear too, babe.”
With a giggle, she agreed.
Soon we were crawling under the covers. Reaching my arm around her, I pulled Emylie up against me. The feel of her breathing was calming. I hadn’t felt this relaxed since the last time I had her like this.
This woman was my entire life. My happiness. The mother of my future kids.
She was my world.
“I’m going to guess by the smile on Emylie’s face last night went better than the night before.”
Glancing over to Carter, I stated, “I wouldn’t disagree with you.”
With a slap on my back, he nodded. “Good. I like seeing her with that color in her cheeks.”
“So do I,” I replied looking back at her. With a deep breath in, I quickly expelled it. “When can I expect you and Tori to visit us in Texas?”
Carter grinned. “I’m heading back to the base in less than two weeks, then I only have a few months left before I’m out of the Marines. We talked about maybe heading your way this winter. Get away from the snow for a bit.”
“Em will love that.”
The girls both walked up to us and stopped short. “You about ready?” I asked as Emylie and Tori turned to each other. The threw themselves into each other and started crying.
Looking at Carter, he shrugged. “Is this where we hug it out, dude?”
With a chuckle, I pushed my hand out for his. Carter shook it hard and fast. “It was really great meeting you, Carter. Thank you for taking care of my girl.”
“Anytime, dude. She’s special. I saw that the moment I met her. Take care of her, Holden.”
“Hello, I’m standing right here and I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself.”
My little spitfire. From the first time I met her, she wasn’t afraid to say what was on her mind. Reaching for her hand, I kissed the back of it. “Let’s head home.”
Her eyes softened. “Home. That sounds nice.”
Emylie was sound asleep as I pulled over into the rest stop. I had somehow managed to pull through the Chick-fil-A drive-through without her waking up.
When I put her car in park, I gently squeezed her leg. “Em?”
She lifted her arms and stretched while letting out a soft moan. My dick jumped when her shirt rode up and exposed her flat stomach.
“Where are we?”
“Right past Dallas.”
Looking around, she yawned. “Man, I have to pee! I’m so glad you stopped at a rest stop.”
“Why don’t you run to the restroom? I grabbed some lunch and will meet you at the picnic table.”
She quickly opened the door. “Shit! It hit me! Okay! Table, be right back.”
Laughing, I reached to the back
I headed over to the table and quickly set out her sandwich and bottled water. I set the flowers on the bench next to me so she couldn’t see them.
A few minutes later, she was heading my way with a huge smile. “We are in Texas! I can’t wait to get back home. I miss my bed.”
With a chuckle, I handed her some Chick-Fil-A sauce. “Still your favorite?”
She grinned. “Yep.”
“Still like to dip your fries in it?”
With a blush, she nodded. I reached down and handed her the pink roses. “They match the color of your beautiful cheeks.”
With a gasp, she took the roses and buried her nose in them. “Oh, Holden! They’re beautiful. I don’t have any water to put them in.”
“I got a cup with some water if you want to put them in that. It’s in the cup holder in the backseat.”
Her face beamed. “You’re spoiling me with flowers, you know.”
Shaking my head, I replied, “I could never show you enough how much I love you, Em.”
She pressed her lips together and smelled the flowers again. We soon got lost in easy conversation. God this felt so fucking right. Unlike with Daphne, it felt like I was already home.
Later that day, I pulled down the driveway leading to my parents’ house. Emylie was sound asleep in the passenger seat. I had called my parents when we were about an hour out, so I wasn’t surprised when I saw Mario and Kim’s truck parked in front of the house.
“Here we go.”
Putting Emylie’s car in park, I bumped her leg. “Hey, babe, we’re here.”
“Oh, man! How long have I been sleeping?”
With a smile, I took her hand and kissed the back of it. “You pretty much fell asleep about ten minutes after I pulled out of the rest stop outside of Dallas.”
Her eyes widened in surprise. “Wow. I must have needed the sleep. Are we at your—”
She stopped talking when she saw her father’s truck.
“Papá,” she whispered. “Oh hell.”