His breathing hitches, abdomen tightening. “Eloise… fuck.” His hand snaps to my wrist, stopping me from moving.
I let go, and he pushes me back onto the mattress, dragging my ass to the edge. His hands grip my knees, pushing them out to the side and spreading my pussy, baring all of me to him. Just before he moves forward, though, he freezes, pulling back to stare deep into my eyes.
“Are you sure this is what you want, Eloise?” He slides a hand up my thigh, his touch soft, soothing. “Whatyouwant?”
“Yes,” I whimper, not needing to think about it. “Yes, Riot. I want you. I need you.”
Riot’s breath stutters to a halt, and he stares down at me as if the heavens opened up. He disappears for a second, and when he’s back, he’s rolling a condom expertly onto his thick length.
Riot steps between my thighs, fisting his cock and pumping it savagely as he gazes down at my spread, glistening pussy. “So fucking beautiful,” he murmurs, lining the tip of his cock up with my opening.
Riot’s head presses against my pussy, dipping in just enough for me to feel him, to crave more. Riot braces a hand by my head as he leans over, pressing a series of heated kisses to my throat and mouth. “Tell me what you want,” he whispers, nipping at my jaw. “I want to hear you say it again.”
I whimper, my hips jerking, desperate to feel him. “I want you, Riot. I want your cock.”
He groans, head falling back as he presses inside me. As soon as he moves, my walls clench, unaccustomed to the feeling of fullness taking me over. My eyes water as he slides in inch by inch, coating his length in my arousal. The ring at the tip of his cock rubs against my walls just so, drawing pleasure that combats the sharp sting of pain.
Riot goes achingly slow, stopping to check in whenever my face twists in discomfort. Once he’s halfway in, he starts moving slowly, a deep groan building in the base of his throat as he coats more of his length in my slick arousal.
Finally, I open up, and he slams all the way inside me, bellowing a moan. The pain is shocking, but the feel of Riot’s thick cock stretching me takes all of it away and fills me with a deep, yearning need. “More,” I whimper, moving my hips. “I need more.”
Riot stays seated deep inside me, his head lowered and shoulders shuddering as he tries to hold on, to keep control. “Eloise…”
My fingernails dig into his shoulders as he starts moving. It’s slow at first, but with each thrust, his movements become more erratic, pushing to the back of my walls with increasing strength.
His ring rubs my walls with each jerk of his hips, rubbing me in just the right way every time—a sensation that transcends any pleasure I’ve felt before in my life. The sensation grows and grows, and soon, I’m barreling toward the edge, desperate for the bliss Riot can give me.
“You’re doing so well,” he chokes. “You take me so well. So, so fucking well.”
He slides his hands under my ass, hoisting my lower half into the air as he continues fucking me, thrusting impossibly deeper with each hurried movement. “Fuck me, you look so beautiful like this.” His head falls back, a deep groan echoing into the air,his grip tightening around my hips. “This pussy was made for my cock. So perfect. So wet.”
He releases one of my hips, reaching down to my clit and toying with the swollen bundle of nerves. I cry out, my body shuddering, clenching around his cock.
The world goes black as I come.
24
Riot
Eloise’s eyesroll to the back of her skull as I continue thrusting, feeling like a man possessed as I rut into her sweet cunt time and time again. Her body shudders, succumbing to the pleasure I give her as her cries pierce the still night air.
My head lolls back as her walls collapse around me, squeezing my cock just right, milking my seed.
No. Not yet.
I stare down at my beautiful little muse, losing myself in the way her face twists in bliss with each breathy moan. I rub my thumb over her clit, and she yelps, her body convulsing in an attempt to get away from the stimulation.
“Fuck me, I love that little sound,” I growl, teasing her lightly with the tips of my fingers. Slowly, her body responds to me again, open and ready for more pleasure.
Eloise’s breath hitches as I rub slow circles around her clit, thrusting in and out of her with a steady, ravenous pace. She gazes up at me, her eyes wide and bright in the light of the moon, looking so beautiful it physically hurts.
Her lips part, cheeks flushing a deep red color. Her pussy clenches, gripping me perfectly, drawing me to the edge of oblivion.
“Fuck, Eloise. You’re going to make me come,” I breathe, gazing down at her with awe.
I thrust once, twice more, aiming my cock to the spot at the back of her pussy she loves so much.
“Yes!” she screams, hips bucking as she tries to take me deeper. “Yes, Riot!”
