“That’s it, Wildflower. Make all the noise you want,” I said to distract myself. “And as soon as I’m done letting you haveyour fun, I’m going to destroy that pretty little pussy.”
Chasing her mouth with her fist as she pulled away, she squeezed just the way I liked it. My hands white-knuckle gripped the edge of the flimsy dresser, and I couldn’t give a fuck less if I broke it. Not with that little string of spit and cum connecting us, not with her staring at my cock like it was her new favorite meal.
She repeated the process of lubing me up with her desire, her fist working at my base as her mouth sealed around my tip. I felt more than heard her noise of approval this time.
“So fucking sexy taking my cock like this,” I said, tracing her lips with the tip of my finger. “Tell me, baby. How do we taste?”
With a softpop, she let me go and said, “Fucking incredible.”
Fuck, this woman was going to ruin me.
“That’s my girl,” I praised. “But playtime is over.”
I was wound so tightly, I thought I might come out of my skin if I didn’t bury myself in her cunt immediately. In one swift move, before she even had time to fully process, I lifted her off the floor, crossed the room in three long strides, and tossed her onto the bed.
Ella yelped in protest. “I wasn’t done!”
I grinned wickedly down at her. “Yes you were.”
“Greedy, aren’t we?”
I dropped to my knees before her, eye level with her sex, and said, “For this gorgeous cunt? Fuck yeah, I am.”
I punctuated my words with a long, slow lick from back to front. Needing to taste her once more before I made a mess of us. Collecting all her cum, savoring how fucking wet she was from me fingering her and the simple act of sucking me off.
Goddamn, she was heaven on my tongue.
Then I stood, shifted her higher on the bed, and crawled between her thighs. Gripping myself at the base, I swiped the head of my cock through her slit, and we both moaned.
“Fuck,” I hissed. “Condom.”
Ella shook her head. “Birth control.”
“You’re sure?” I asked, surprised.
Ella only nodded, nibbling on her lower lip. I reached down and pulled it free with my thumb, and she nipped at me.
“I’m done for,” I told her. “Haven’t even got inside you and I’m already fuckinggonefor you, Ella.”
“Please, baby.”
I gave her a soft small, notching my head at her entrance. “You’re so fucking pretty when you beg.”
Despite the animal in my chest urging me to take her hard and fast, I slowly inched in, giving us both time to adjust.
Fucking hell, she was tight. A hot, wet glove gripping my cock.
What felt like a lifetime later, I was fully seated, and I curved myself over Ella’s body, our mouths a breath away. Ella craned her neck to kiss me.
I expected it to be a hot, wet kiss full of unspent desire and urgency.
I hadn’t prepared myself for the slow, gentle glide of her lips against mine, of the way her hands brushed up my arms and came to rest at the nape of my neck, fingers sifting through my hair.
“It’s okay, baby,” she said against my mouth. “You can move. You won’t hurt me.”
Alongside my head, Liam’spalms pressed deep into the mattress, his muscles quivering as he leashed himself. I could practically hear that basic, feral thing in his chest screaming at him to fuck me like our lives depended on it. But he held himself back.
I wasn’t timid or a prude, but in comparison to my fuckboy ex? I’d had partners before him, but I’d never really got to explore the more adventurous side of myself. By the end, Alfie and I weren’t even having sex at all.
