I rear back, kneeling between her legs and heave out a breath. I stare steadily into her eyes as I hook my fingers into the waistband of her sleep shorts. I give a slight jut of my chin when I want her to lift her hips. She complies, and I tug them down her legs, along with what feels like a pair of lacy panties. Tossing them to the side, my cock swells at the sight of her glistening pussy, and I can’t stop myself from reaching out to rub my thumb up and down over her clit. With my other hand, I push my boxer briefs down and fist my dick. I imagine pushing its thick length into her, watching her pretty cunt swallow every inch of me. My hand moves faster and faster as it shuttles up and down my cock. My jaw tenses. It feels so fucking good to jerk myself in front of her as her body chases my touch, rocking against my thumb.
“I want to—” Elliot surprises me by sitting up, her chest rising and falling fast with her eyes laser focused on the way I’m handling my dick. More pre-cum beads at the tip of my cock in response to her unspoken request. I don’t quite know what she was about to say, but whatever she’s thinking I’m in. I slow my movements and scrape my teeth over my lip.
She reaches out, grazing her fingertips over my abs, focused almost as if she’s counting them. “You’re seriously ripped, you know that, right?”
I smirk at her, but the twist immediately falls from my lips when her fingers brush down my happy trail until she’s only a hair’s breadth from touching my cock.
And I can’t help myself, a deep, throaty groan exits my mouth. Scrambling, I push my underwear the rest of the way off at the same time Elliot peels the tank top from her torso. She gently bats my hand away, taking my cock in her hand. She slowly moves her hand up and down my shaft.Fuck.She’s got to stop, or I’m going to come way before I want to.
Just then, her thumb flicks over the drop of pre-cum, collecting it and bringing it to her mouth. Her eyes are hot on me as she puts her thumb into her mouth and sucks it clean.
My brows shoot up, and a growl is ripped from my lips, unbidden. I bend at the waist and grasp her chin with my hand, firmly kissing her lips before I swipe my tongue into her mouth.
God, she’s so sexy. She’s mine. I’m going to make her fucking mine. I push her back to the mattress and lift her legs, sliding my tongue over her soft skin from the back of her knee to the juncture of her thighs, inhaling deeply. When I’ve sampled both legs, I pause, then flatten my tongue and lick hard from just shy of her ass all the way through her pussy and up to her clit. She’s so fucking wet it makes my head spin. I can’t wait to slip inside her warm cunt and let it envelop me.
My senses are overloaded, and lust rages inside me as I notch my erection against her sweet, sweet pussy. Our eyes connect, and I pause to allow the gravity of the moment sink in. This is it. My mind practically short-circuits as inch by agonizing inch, I watch my cock disappear inside her. I swear, I’m going to black out, it’s so good. Better than I imagined. Better than any other pussy I’ve felt in my entire life. I bottom out inside her, my hips meeting her ass. I groan. Loudly. Holding as still as I can, I let her get used to the feel of me filling her.
Emotion flickers in her dark eyes. I feel so much for this girl, it’s hard to know what I’m thinking in this moment, and even if I did want to think about it, there’s no blood left in my head to do so anyway.
Every nerve in my body is lit up and screaming for more.
When we begin to move, it’s absolute bliss. It’s everything I’ve ever wanted. Holding her legs hooked over my elbows, I slowly, deliberately pump in and out of her body.
The way she moves. The way she tastes on my tongue. The way her scent wraps around my head and makes me so fucking dizzy I can’t think—it’s all blowing my mind. Her breasts strain toward me, and I can’t resist taking her nipples into my mouth again, sucking on each in turn. With every pass of my tongue over them, she lets out an untamed moan, almost as if she can’t control the noises she’s making. And fuck, with each and every one, she riles me up.
My dick is encased in velvety heat with each stroke into her body. I want more of her, so much more. I want to gorge myself on every delicious inch of her body until she can’t take it anymore.
I rear back on my knees and, with my cock still buried in her cunt, I scoop her up onto my lap. Her legs wrap around my waist, bringing her fully against me. I belt one arm around her for support and plant the other firmly on her ass to hold her up, and we cling together as I begin to thrust again. I’m so fucking deep inside her it’s making me insane with lust. With need.
We speak to each other without words. We don’t fucking need any. Everything I need to know I see in her eyes—the emotion there is a reflection of the depth of what I feel for her.
ELEVEN
ELLIOT
In the momentsimmediately after waking up from my nightmare, I hadn’t been sure who I should go to, but I needed someone. And despite the events of this past week, my heart told me that Cannon was who I needed.
The moment he touched me, I knew I’d made the right choice, and all semblance of logical thought had flown from my head. Should it have mattered that I don’t know what his involvement is in Will’s disappearance?Yes.But did I care?Fuck no.
Not when he kisses me like he knows something I don’t. Like the world is ending. Like stars are exploding. Like a black hole is going to suck us inside, and this is our very last chance to feel the ultimate in human connection.
As for Cannon, he shows no interest in slowing what we’re doing at all, no desire to tap the brakes, think, or evaluate. My head is such a mess, and right now, I need to go with what will help meforget.If he makes me feel better, then so be it. I’ll think about the rest tomorrow when the nightmare isn’t still nipping at my heels like a sadistic bastard.
I’ll admit it’s impressive the way Cannon’s holding my full body weight in his arms as we fuck. It’s some crazy feat of athleticism the way he’s kneeling on the mattress with me wrapped around his body. His hand is splayed over my ass, guiding me as I hang onto his shoulders. His movements are slow and purposeful. Sensual. And he doesn’t break eye contact at all. It’s so sexy, I never want him to stop.
My heart pummels my chest from the inside as Cannon and I grind together. He holds me tightly to him, and the friction between us where my clit rubs against his body is exactly what I need, setting off tiny explosions inside me with every pass. Andgod,his dick. It fills me, the feeling so pleasurable that every time he withdraws, I give a little whimper, wanting him right back inside.
It’s intense is what it is, everything from our position, to his body, to the way he won’t tear his eyes from me. It’s almost more than I can take. There’s a nonstop swarm of butterflies low in my belly along with a coiling tension that is so damn good it hurts. And I know without a doubt that when I come, it’s going to be one hell of a fireworks display.
Cannon rises up to lick at my lips with the tip of his tongue, and I’m so close I could cry. And still, he doesn’t look away, hardly blinking as we writhe together. His grip on my ass shifts, fingers squeezing my cheeks, almost as if he’s testing me. He softly kisses my lips, watching me as his fingers glide downward to touch my pussy where I’m impaled on his cock. He groans his approval, sliding his fingers through my arousal. I’m ridiculously wet and don’t even care if he knows it.
He drags one finger back, and I inhale sharply, my hands clamping down on his shoulders as he brushes the tip of his finger over my asshole, gently playing as he continues to thrust into me. The addition of his finger rubbing over that sensitive part of me is almost more than I can take. The nerve endings back there zap to life, taking me right to the edge even though he’s barely touching me. It’s so, so intense looking into his eyes as he’s touching me in such a forbidden, naughty way.
But dammit, it feels good. Just like when Archer touched me there in the shower. As I get more into it, we pick up speed, and I can’t keep myself from panting aloud. His finger, lubricated with my own wetness, rubs firmly against me, and it feels like heaven but also a little like I’m going to go to hell for liking it. On a long, low moan, I relax the tiniest bit, and his finger slips inside me, breaching the tight ring of muscle. He grunts in approval while all the breathwhooshesfrom my lungs at once. “Oh.” One heaving breath. Then another. “Ohhh, god.” Every time his cock slides into me, he moves that finger a fraction, and it makes me feel like I’m about to explode.
I need to come so badly, but I’m dangling at the precipice of the fall.
Cannon’s lips twitch before he takes my mouth captive again, completely owning me by plunging his tongue inside and moaning like I’m the best thing he’s ever tasted. I sink into the kiss, his for the taking, a puppet that he can do with what he likes, because all I’m capable of is feeling whatever he wants to make me feel. He effortlessly times the strokes of his tongue with those of his cock, and as he worships me, I come undone.
