28.

Elliot practiced his new power while Sheree took a shower. He stood on his side of the room in front of his bed and practiced moving himself over to Sheree's bed. He closed his eyes and imagined the invisible hand picking him up and carrying him over to her bed and then gently letting him down. Since he knew the movement he felt as he imagined this happening was real, he made sure to be very careful with the way he handled the movement. He would hate to accidentally throw himself head first at the floor, or hurl himself at the ceiling. Once he was back on the ground, he moved himself back to the other side. He continued the process for the entire 20 minutes that Sheree was in the bathroom. When she came out, he was exhausted and aroused. He looked at her with greed in his eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Sheree asked, even though she knew the answer. She knew what he was going to be like after practicing so hard.

"No reason," Elliot said and walked up behind her. He put his hands on her hips over the towel and pulled her into him.

Sheree felt his erection poking her in the butt through his shorts and her towel. She leaned her head back, and her wet hair felt cold against his shoulder.

"I just got a shower though, if we mess around I'll need another one," she said as if she wasn't already fully convinced.

"That's fine, just get in with me," he said and ran his hands across her stomach over the towel.

She put her hands on his and stroked his fingers with hers. The vibrations between them were strong. That had to have something to do with the amount of power they expended. On a day where they just sat around, the vibrations were little more than a slight tingle. On a day like today, it was so strong you could see their skin moving when they made contact.

Elliot ran his hands across her breasts. He could feel how stiff her nipples were through the towel. He began massaging them with his index fingers as he gently squeezed her breasts over the towel.

"Mmmm, you like torturing me don't you?" she asked in a breathy voice.

"Like it? I love torturing you, showing you how well I know where to touch you," he said before kissing her neck.

Sheree tried to turn around to face him as heat warmed her womanhood, but Elliot didn't let her. He tightened his arms and held her in place.

"I like you like this," he said and unfastened her towel. It dropped to the floor between them.

Sheree felt her breath quicken as her heart rate did. Something in her loved when Elliot got bossy. She was naked and completely at his mercy now and loving every second of it. Elliot circled her hard, dark nipples before giving them a squeeze that was just hard enough to make her moan and slightly tense up.

"Why are you so sexy? You know it bothers me how sexy you are, right? Reach down and feel what it does to me," he said into her ear. His voice was so commanding that it took Sheree to an entirely new level of arousal. She was soaked.

Doing as he said, she reached down and felt his erection over his shorts.

"You see that, you did that to me. Now massage it," he said and bit her earlobe.

"Ahh, yes," Sheree said as she slipped her hand inside of his shorts and gripped him.

"Pull them down," Elliot demanded just before his right index finger crept across her clit.

Sheree's back involuntarily arched from the vibration. She had never used a vibrator before, but she was willing to bet it felt just like this.

"Is someone enjoying herself?" Elliot asked, feeling how wet she was.

"Y...yes, so much," Sheree said as Elliot stroked her inner lips.

She worked his shorts free of his hips and let them fall to the floor before resuming the massage she was giving him.

"That's good, keep doing that," Elliot said as soft moans began to invade his dominant voice.

Sheree loved his moaning voice. She loved that only she had ever heard it even more. It was something that was all hers. Suddenly he stopped her hand.

Earlier when you were on the mat, you mouthed something to me. What was it?" Elliot asked completely out of left field.

"I'm not saying it out loud," Sheree said, knowing what he wanted to hear.

"If you don't I will have to torture you in a way I never have before," he said, in his bossy voice.

"Well, I'm not going to, so do what you need to," Sheree said eager to see what was coming next.

As soon as the words left her mouth she landed on her back with her legs in the air. She looked up and saw Elliots hard manhood ready and waiting, all he would have to do was lean in and he would be inside of her. Instead Elliot focused on her legs. He pulled off his shirt and rested them against his chest. Sheree still felt vulnerable with him so close to her down there.

"Say it," Elliot said and ran his fingers across the bottom of her right foot. Sheree laughed and wriggled around but refused to say it.

"Okay, we have to keep going," Elliot said, kissing her ankles on the inside of both legs.

Sheree still held her tongue, wondering how far he was willing to take this. Elliot kissed up to her right calf and then moved to her left leg and did the same. Just before each kiss landed he repeated "say it" to her. She remained silent as his kisses moved further up her legs. After kissing the inside of her thighs, he went back down to the inside of her knees and then slowly licked them as well. Sheree's heart raced, as he moved his mouth.

"Last chance, say it," Elliot said, he was on his knees now with his face hovering just over her lips.

"Never!" Sheree said in a giggly voice.

In response slid his tongue between her lips. He had never done this before so he just did what he thought she would like. He began rubbing her clit with his thumb as he pushed his tongue inside of her. Sheree gripped the bed as he worked on her. She began repeating "oh god, oh god," in a high pitched breathy voice.

"Say it," Elliot said before pushing a finger into her and moving his tongue to her clit.

Sheree wanted to hold out longer, but the climax hit her in heavy waves and made her entire body shiver. She came harder than she ever had before and Elliot didn't stop. The feeling of his tongue and finger overpowered her and she tried to squirm away from him. Elliot, being the professional jerk that he was, just followed her. She came again, shuddering violently.

"Say it," Elliot said and prepared to dive back in.

Sheree grabbed his soaking face and said" Okay, I love you. I, Sheree Hart, love you Elliot Vasquez, With all of my heart, soul, and whatever body I have left after what you just did,"

Elliot sat up beside her grinning and said "see, that wasn't so hard, was it? I love you too,"

Sheree pulled him down on the bed and kissed him deeply as she slowly stroked him to climax. When he came, it was her turn to show off how mean she could be. Instead of stopping, she slid down and took him in her mouth. She did the best job she could on him as he writhed and squirmed beneath her this time. When his warm semen squirted onto her tongue, she knew she had done a good job. They both went to the bathroom and brushed their teeth, laughing the entire time.