Her tongue moves over her glistening lips in one languid stroke.
“But first I need to see what you do to yourself when you imagine me.”
A gentle push on her hips has her stumbling back toward the bed, her panties slowly falling down her legs with every step. Her ass hasn’t even hit the comforter before she’s running a finger up her slit.
“That’s it, baby.”
Her eyes don’t leave mine until I grab hold of my dick, and the lust-filled gaze turns intimidating. “No.I had to stare at your body for half an hour without touching myself, you can watch.”
“I wasn’t fucking my hand while you watched, though,” I argue. Not that there’s any sense in arguing. I’m nothing but pathetic when it comes to her.
I lean back, grabbing hold of the armrests with a grip that implies I’m about to be blasted off into outer space. Honestly? I might be.
Eira glides her fingers inside with a guttural moan that raises the hair at the back of my neck. The throb of desire between my legs has me shifting in place, fighting the urge to help it along.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I mutter as electricity fizzes through my balls.
Finding her clit, she tosses her head back and shakes out her hair while her free hand wraps around a blanket edge. My chest heaves. Head floating through a haze as all the blood in my body races to my groin.
Every whimper ruins me.
My cock’s so hard it’s painful, and I only grip the chair tighter, sinking deeper into the cushion. Letting my dick cut through the crisp air, thick strands of precum creating a webbing between the head and my bare stomach.
My name leaves her mouth in a wail, like she’s all alone in her apartment in the city, turned on and lost in her imagination after drawing my naked body. It does me in.
Without even touching my dick. Without looking at it. Despite her being halfway across the room. Despite her fingers being lost in her pussy, when it should be mine.
I come fuckingundone.
Balls tight and hot, I hold my breath and focus on Eira’s perfectly pink, soaking wet pussy. The air’s thick with her scent, and my view of her slowly rubbing her clit becomes dotted as an orgasm builds.
My cock jolts with a mind of its own, twitching and writhing and shooting warm cum onto my stomach. Teeth gritted, I slam a fist down on top of the armrest and shut my eyes to feel the host of emotions in my veins. Embarrassment. Lust. Shock.
The room’s silent save for my thrumming pulse.
Catching my breath, I jolt at the sensation of skin on mine. Eira’s soft hands skim my bare thighs, then knead the tender muscles, slowly spreading my knees wide. Her bottom lip drags over skin I’m not sure anyone’s ever touched before, making it quiver.
“Baby, you’re fucking stunning and I—” The explanation floats away in a Viking funeral when the wet, warmth of her tongue greedily laps up the cum running down my shaft. Suddenly I’m engulfed in flames, hips bucking upward. “Fuuuck.”
She murmurs my name at the same time the tip of my cock slides between her rose-hued lips. She pulls me in deep, creating suction over the tip that vetoes any need for a refractory period.
“The only thing better than the way it feels when my cock’s in your mouth is the way it looks.” I push upward until her throat tightens around me with a gag. “That’s my pretty girl.”
She pulls away, saliva threaded between her lips and the tip of my cock, with glassy eyes and mascara smudged on her creamy skin. After a quick swirl of her tongue around the reddened crown, she sinks her warm mouth back down, bottoming out with a moan.
“I need your pussy around my cock, baby. Right fucking now.” I grunt, teeth sinking into the flesh on the back of my hand.
Hollowing her cheeks, Eira pulls a moan from deep in my chest. The quick release of suction snaps something inside me, and I grab a rough hold of her to walk us to bed. She falls backward, hair splayed across the mussed up comforter, and I sling her legs over my shoulders to drive into her pussy in one brutish thrust.
“Oh my God,” she cries out, fingers desperately seeking purchase on the bed—needing something to keep her from floating out of her body the way I clung helplessly to the armchair.
Entirely feral, and taking everything like this is the last time, I fuck her so hard I’m sure she’ll be sore tomorrow. And that knowledge only encourages me to go harder. I want the feel of my cock branded into the walls of her cunt, something that will remind her of me every time she touches herself after she goes home.
My balls sting with every slap against her ass. Maybe I want that permanent reminder for myself, too. Not that I’m at risk of forgetting her.
“It’s so deep.” Her nails bite into my forearms.
“You’re going to take every last fucking inch,” I growl. “This pussy’s mine. Don’t fucking forget that.”
