Ellie Is Cool Now by Victoria Fulton

Author:Victoria Fulton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2023-03-23T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

I don’t know how or when I ended up on a steel gray IKEA couch, my shirt coming untucked from my jeans, my skin flushed with the heat of Mark Wright’s kisses edging over the line of my jaw, but here I am. Just a minute ago, his lips hit mine and shook my world like an eight-magnitude California earthquake.

It’s the Big One.

Love?

I mentally shoo the word away, tuck it into the cushions of his couch, to be unearthed at a later date.

Cut to—my fingers burying themselves in his ruffled hair. His hands exploring the curves of my ass and thighs, trailing close, closer to the waistband of my jeans. Every touch is tentative, like we really are two teenagers just discovering each other for the first time. All stops and starts of heat-soaked friction. Curious hands and bated breath. It’s all surreal, living out this Teenage Ellie fantasy in real time.

He fumbles when his hand reaches up under my blouse, his warmth spreading over the bare skin of my waist. For a split second, he pulls back. His lips are swollen and pink from kissing, his eyes dilated with desire. He presses his forehead to mine and exhales.

“You’re a really good kisser,” he breathes, searching my eyes. My blush is so strong, I have to bury my face in the side of the couch. He laughs and his lips trail down my bared neck. He gently bites my collarbone and it sends me…right into a moment of clarity.

We’re in the house he shares with another woman.

A nice girl who would be crushed if she saw us together like this, even if she doesn’t have a claim to his heart, or his lips, anymore.

“Mark,” I say, then the tip of his tongue flicks the tender skin where my jaw meets my ear and my knees squeeze together, pushing back the flood of ache surging through my hips. He breathes my name into my collarbone and continues his downward spiral of kisses. Before I lose it completely, I touch his shoulder and push him away so I can look into his eyes.

“Liz,” I say, pointing to a picture of them together in a silver frame on their mantel next to some faux flowers and Yankee candles. Liz flashes her sparkly smile to the camera. I can see every last pearly white tooth.

He looks behind me at the silver frame in question before hanging his head, his hair tickling my chin. He swears at my still fully covered boobs, and I’m glad he hasn’t yet been made privy to my highly practical flesh-colored T-shirt bra.

He looks up and sighs before dipping his head back down. “I need to get rid of that,” he whispers against the curve of my earlobe before he bites it. This biting thing—I could get very used to it.

I arch my back and my breasts press against his chest. He groans. “You could burn it,” I say, breathless. “Give it a proper Viking burial.”

Mark pushes himself into a sitting position, pulling me up with him.

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