Read Elly & Kent - The Complete Story: Includes Books 1-3 Online

Authors: Marie Cole

Tags: #Historical Romance, #Friends to Lovers, #New Adult Romance, #Second Chance Romance, #College Romance, #Contemporary Romance

Elly & Kent - The Complete Story: Includes Books 1-3 (58 page)

He pulled me up and exposed my breasts. He applied the whipped cream to one nipple and then cleaned it off, leaving my core wet. I groaned and when he pulled back, I took the can and sprayed the other side. "Your turn again!"

"Gladly," he murmured before moving on to my other breast. His tongue darted out, tasted it and teased it before his mouth captured it and sucked. "You taste too sweet with the whipped cream." He tossed the can over the side of the bed and moved his kisses down the front of my body. I shivered as his lips caressed over me, his hair tickled me as he turned his head and grazed my thigh with his teeth. "You taste like honey. You smell incredible, I just want," I gasped as I watched him delve between my legs, his tongue anxiously lapping.

My hips raised up greedily as I held onto his hair, "You shouldn't be so... Good..."
 

He groaned and ate me out relentlessly, my body quivered and gushed as I released. He made me feel things, made me want to give myself to him fully just so I could feel that way every night for the rest of my life. As I struggled to get my mind back to a normal, sane place--one where Kent and I were not wearing golden rings, Kent moved off the bed and disrobed completely. I felt the tension between my legs as I stared at him. He was standing at full attention, bouncing slightly as he made his way back between my thighs. His hand explored my skin from hip to breast.

"Do you need some more attention?"

I slowly shook my head as my hips pressed upwards, teasing him with my wetness. "I don't want you to get lock-jaw."

"It would take more than twice for me to get lock-jaw. You're so easy to please."

"Or maybe you're just that good."

He smiled at me, his eyes dark as he slipped his hands under me and rolled us over so that I was on top of him. "Sit on my face, or climb on my cock. Either way you're going again."

I looked down at him, my hands on his chest. I was hearing things, surely. "What did you say?"

"Sit on my face or climb on my cock." His hands were on my hips. He lifted me up, bucking me out of my shock.

"You have such a filthy mouth." It wasn't very fair that I was getting all the attention. I turned around so that my hips were above his head and his were aligned with mine. I didn't lower my hips, I stayed a safe distance from him as I took him into my mouth.

He loved it, his groan of pleasure vibrating the bed beneath us. Unlike the men in my past Kent let his hands roam over me, gently, slowly as if he were taking every inch of me into his memory.

His hands on my hips tried to pull me down to his lips, but I resisted and sat up, he popped out of my mouth.
 

"Hey, you're looking pretty tired back there."

"No, I'm not." He lifted his face, trying to get another taste. I slid off of him and got to the edge of the bed before he grabbed onto my arm, holding me there. "You're going to leave me hanging right now?" He eyes were still amused, which was good.

"Yeah. Do you mind?"

"I guess not. I'll just go get a cold shower and go to bed." He started to get up but I pushed him back onto the bed.
 

"No! You stay here. I'm getting the first shower."

He stayed but a grin was on his lips, the same lips that gave me such pleasure minutes ago.

I forced myself into the bathroom and while I was bent over I heard his voice in the doorway. "I'll never get tired of that view."

I glanced at him with a grin. "You should take a picture. It'll last you longer."

"Don't tempt me, woman. I'll go get a camera."

"Just promise me that you'll get paid a lot for it."

He chuckled and then sidestepped around me and into my hot shower.

"Hey! That's my shower."

"My shower now. You snooze, you lose." He chuckled as the shower curtain rings scraped across the metal of the curtain rod, shielding his fabulous body from my view.

I climbed in behind him and when I rubbed my hands over his back his hand went to the wall, bracing himself. I couldn't help it, my hand was like a magnet, drawn to his shaft. I clasped my hand around it and started to stroke, he was still hard from our foreplay.

His head was bent, his body shivering slightly as my slippery hand moved over him. "Do you like that?" He moaned and I wondered if I was hurting him so I slowed down.

His body jerked and he turned his head slightly, "Don't stop, It's... Fucking hot to watch."

That was all the encouragement I needed. I stroked him until he suddenly turned around and crushed my lips with his.

"I can't wait any longer."
 

He backed me against the shower wall, his hands went to my bottom and he lifted me. His kisses pummeled me while he put himself between my thighs.

"I won't deny myself of you, not tonight. I want something to keep me warm at night because I know you won't."

I opened my mouth to refute him but his hard length sliding into me stole away my words. My grip on him tightened and I felt him shudder, my body was tense in his hot hands.

He restrained himself, torturing both of us as he slid in and out, slowly. His lips scalded my skin and then left my body as he drew his head back to look at me.

I met his eyes and he watched as I fought to keep my eyes open while he made love to me. I dug into his shoulder with my nails, urging him to go faster. I wanted more, craved more. I wanted him to make the ache go away.

"Please?" I whispered.

He slowed down even more, making me feel every centimeter. I closed my eyes and put my head back against the cold stone tile.

"Please?!" I begged him.

"I'll give you whatever you want, Elly, you just have to ask me." I heard him groan, his eyes dropping to my mouth. I released my lower lip, which I hadn't realized I was biting quite so hard.

"Will you please go faster? Harder? I want to feel how much you want this."

He groaned again and pressed his lips to mine as he thrust all the way in hard, the sound of slapping skin echoed against the moist walls. A whimper escaped from my throat and I held on tight, my cheeks hot.

He let himself go then, copulating with me like a wild, half-starved man. It was animalistic, hot, and when it was all over I realized we'd both come, together. And I realized we hadn't used protection.
 

I made a mental note to go to the pharmacy as soon as I left after breakfast tomorrow.

I wasn't going to ruin what just happened by mentioning it.
 

As soon as I stepped out of the shower I heard my phone ringing. I picked it up and noted that it was my mother. Before I could accept the call she'd hung up. It was then I noticed the text messages, five from her in the last half hour.

I dialed my mother, clutching my towel to my chest, "Mom, hey."
 

She was upset, the devastation in her voice. "Elly, thank God! Are you with Kent? I can't reach him and--"

I interrupted her because she was getting herself worked up. "I'll find him."

"Get to St. Joseph's Hospital as quickly as you can. His mother was in a car accident. It's bad Elly just..."

Her voice faded and I felt the color drain from my face. "Okay, we'll be there. Hang tight."

I started to dress as Kent studied me. "Elly, you okay?"

"We have to go see my mom. Get dressed, okay?"

Chapter Seventy-Nine

With my instructions on where to go Kent drove us to the hospital. When we pulled into the parking spot he turned off the car and looked at me, I could feel the worry hanging in the air. The tension was thick.

"What's going on, Elly?"

"My mom is here. We need to go find her." I wasn't ready to tell him yet, I didn't even know the details of what to tell him.

My phone chirped, my mother texted me the room number. I unbuckled and got out of the car, Kent was shocked and it took him a few moments to catch up to me as I walked into the hospital.

"Is she okay? Oh my god, Elly." He grabbed my hand and I squeezed it tightly.

"She'll be okay." I couldn't look at him as I led him upstairs. As we approached the room we saw my mother and Jen standing beside a door.

Kent slowed and looked down at me, "What the fuck is she doing here? Elly, what's going on?"

I shook my head and spoke softly, looking up at him. "I don't know what she's doing here but I can guess the same thing we are... Your mom..." I saw his face pale.

Kent's hand left mine as Jen came between us, her arms wrapping around him, her sobs seeming to amplify as I stepped back to give them room. His hands wrapped around her, his eyes stared at the closed door where his mother was.

"This has got to be some kind of--"

Jen cut him off. "Joke? It's not." Jen took his hand and pulled him to the room. "Maybe she'll wake up if she knows you're here. The doctors are still hopeful that she'll wake up."

I held the door open, my mother standing next to me, her hand on my lower back for comfort. I watched as Kent approached his mother, whose head was wrapped in white gauze, her face bruised and her body lifeless. He reached for her hand and held it gently. "Mom? You can wake up now, Mom. I'm here..."

Jen looked at me and my mother and nodded, signaling that we should probably leave him and his sadness for now.

We waited for a few moments and I comforted my mother, letting her cry on me.

"We should probably get you home, you'll need your rest to come back and relieve Kent." My mother nodded and as we walked away I heard Kent's voice.

"Jen, you can go, I'm going to stay."

"Is there anything I can bring you, Kenny? A change of clothes? Coffee?"

"Elly!" His call stopped us and I turned to face him. He rushed over and held out his keys. "Can you get me some clothes? Please?" I nodded as I took the keys. The warmth of his fingers shocking me.

After I took the keys he disappeared back into the room with his mother. Jen smiled and shrugged. "I'll just stay here in case he needs anything else."

* * *

I arrived at the hospital a couple of hours later, Kent's gym bag in hand. I had successfully resisted the temptation to wrap myself in his ugly orange blanket and cry for a little while. Seeing him with Jen had hit me hard; they had history and I knew he'd loved her once. I also knew that those feelings didn't just disappear.
 

I peeked into his mom's room and saw Jen holding her hand. She was talking to her, comforting her. My heart dropped to my belly. Despite what he'd said to me, despite how much he claimed to hate her, here she was. With his mom.
 

I dropped the gym bag and quickly left the hospital before I crumpled to the ground and curled up in a fetal position. I'd opened myself up to him, let him past my walls just a little and he sliced me open again.

As I got into the car my phone chirped.

Kent: Thanks for the bag.

Me: You're welcome.

Kent: Is your mom okay?

Me: She's not doing well. I'm going to look after her and we will come visit tomorrow. Tell Jen I said hi.

When he didn't respond immediately I tossed my phone into my purse. With the stereo as loud as it would go without deafening me, I drove home to my mother.

* * *
 

My puffy eyes strained to open the next morning as my phone chirped. I grabbed it and held it close to my face to get a good look.

Kent: Mom is awake.

I set the phone down and sighed. I was happy and at the same time dreading having to face him, especially if Jen were still by his side. I padded down the hallway and opened my mom's door. My mother was topless, her back to the door, and there was a man under her.
 

I screamed and turned tail and ran into my room, slamming the door. My heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest. Jesus, I was glad she was getting out there but, why couldn't she have kept it under wraps while I was staying with her. I was picking things up off the floor to distract myself when a knock sounded at my door. "Elly, dear?"

"Mom, it's fine! I'm fine! I just... Kent's mom is awake, I thought you might want to know!" I yelled through the door, I couldn't face her right now either. Trauma all around the past couple of days; how tragic.

"Are you coming to the hospital with me?"

"Um... No, maybe you could take... Whoever was in your bed. I need to work this afternoon."

She paused for a moment and then said, "Alright. Make sure you stop by tonight after your shift is over, Kent will appreciate it."

What did she know about what Kent would appreciate or not? Jen was probably still there, keeping him company, holding his hand, weaseling her way back into his life.

After I knew that my mom and her beau, who I had to admit was kind of a looker for an old man, were gone, I got into the waiting taxi and went to work.

It was busy, but it kept my mind off of everything that was going on. I checked my phone on my walk home, but there were no messages or missed calls waiting for me. I sighed, disappointed. And then I chastised myself for hoping that he was going to text or call me. He was off-limits, like always, and I had to get over it. I had to get over him. How the hell was I going to do that? I wasn't sure, but I was going to figure it out. I was going to start by avoiding him. Christmas was around the corner and I had to be sure that I wasn't going to be at home.
 

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