Page 25 of Pursuit of Love


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“Eli, what are you doing? I can barely breathe,” she says huskily, blindfolded by the fabric.

“You’ll be okay for a minute. Long enough for me to sample these babies before I giveyoua taste of something.” That should give her something to chew on for a minute.

My tongue flicks her nipple twice before I take the whole thing in and suck as hard as I can. God, having her in my mouth makes me want to suckle her like a baby while the other breast fits perfectly in my hand. She’s so fucking soft and plump, I could stay here all night. Instead, I stay a few more minutes, moving from one breast to the other, massaging, squeezing, sucking, and licking while grinding my dick against her swollen pussy. Cici’s telling sounds are what bring me to stop, however, because if I’m not mistaken, she’s close to climaxing, and that’s not happening yet.

“Dammit, Eli. You can’t keep doing this to me.” She wiggles, trying to work the dress up. Unfortunately for her, it’s tight enough that she won’t get anywhere unless I help.

“Oh, I definitely can, and I plan on doing it quite a few more times. Serves you right for what you’ve put me through.”

“How many times do I have to say I’m sorry?”

“As many as it takes until I’ve forgotten what you’re sorry for. You have a long way to go, baby. And right now, you have some making up to do.” I sit up and move the dress over her head to uncover her face but leave it around her arms so they remain secure, and luckily, it’s tight enough to do the job.

“You ready to use that mouth toshowme you’re sorry instead of telling me?”

The way her eyes glaze over is all the answer I need. I crawl up until my cock nudges her lips, my knees on either side of her face. My hands find hers while supporting my upper body as I look to the glorious sight below me.

“Open up, baby. Prove you’re as good at sucking cock as I remember.”

She licks her lips and then opens wide as I slowly slide in.Fuuuck.“Lucky for you, this probably won’t take long, but I won’t go easy on you. I’m teaching this mouth a lesson. Maybe you’ll think twice before telling me no next time, huh?” I ask as I retract and push in at a leisurely pace.

She whimpers in response, her hips undulating in desire.

“I bet you wish you had your hands free to touch yourself, don’t you? Is your pussy desperate? Good, you need a taste of how my cock’s felt ever since you came back. Everything it wanted, within reach, but no satisfaction.”

Her eyes squeeze shut at the same time as her legs. This is pure torture for her and fucking paradise for me. I’ve never experienced anyone close to Cici in the bedroom, and I’m not sure how I’ve held off this long. But now that I’ve confirmed my memory wasn’t exaggerated, I don’t think I’ll be refraining from here on out.

“All right, baby, you’re too damn sexy to hold back any longer. Take a deep breath.” I pull out for a second so she can breathe before sliding back in. A groan escapes from the feel of her slick tongue on my cock.

“Fuck, Cici, your mouth is like heaven. I’ve missed this.” I can’t hold myself back from quickening the pace as my pleasure intensifies. My hips start moving naturally, fucking her face as I would her pussy, hitting the back of her throat. “Open that throat for me, baby. Take me in.” My grunts match each thrust, and her occasional gag only encourages me more.

“That’s it, baby. You take my cock so fucking good.” My eyes are locked on my cock sliding in and out.

Knowing I’m close, I pull out to let her breathe. One breath, two, then three before I plunge back in and hold it deep, feeling the sweep of her soft tongue back and forth.

“I’m almost there, fuck. You ready for me?” I pump twice more. “Oh God. I’m coming. Fuuuck… fuck, fuck.” My hips buck with each pulse. “That’s it, baby, suck it down. Fuck. Yes. Uhhhh.” The last pulse shoots down her throat, and I pull out, letting her catch her breath while I catch mine. “Holy mother of God, I haven’t orgasmed like that since the last time I came in your mouth. Christ, woman. You’ve seriously wrecked me.” I flop to the side, panting.

“Well, good, because I’m dying over here. Are you going to free my arms now?”

“Negative. Let’s go for round two,” I say while internally laughing, hopping up to grab a warm washcloth from the bathroom.

“What?You’re joking.”

This time, I chuckle out loud. I certainly wouldn’t turn down a repeat performance. However, I’m not a sadist, and her mouth needs a rest—along with some care. “No, but I’m not undoing your arms. I’m not even close to done with you yet.” I return and gently clean around her mouth, messy from drool and cum.

As soon as I’m finished, my little spitfire keeps prodding. “What’s next on the agenda, then? An orgasm for Cici?”

Throwing the washcloth aside, I lean down and brush her swollen lips with my own, biting the bottom one before retreating, earning a pout when an idea starts to form. “Let’s see… you’ve been close, what, two times? That’s not even near what you deserve. Let’s make it a game—why don’t you keep count?”

“Eliii….”

At that point, I climb between her legs and push them wide, bringing her knees up before diving straight to the feast awaiting. She’s sopping wet, making my cock come to life only minutes after release. The thought of penetrating her is almost enough for me to forgo her torment, but not quite. I have free rein since her hands can’t reach my head to hold me where she wants, which means her begging is relentless.

I pop my head up. “Cici, the more you ask, the more I’ll torture you. Are you ready to take what I give without whining, or do you need some help with that?”

“The only thing you need to help me with is bringing me to climax. Come on, Eli, pleeease?”

“Even though I do love hearing you beg, we’ll save that for later. Right now, I want to focus on my treat. So let’s take care of the distraction.” I grab the neck of the dress to work it back down over her face, but this time, I stop right at her mouth, bunching the fabric between her lips. She’s now blindfolded and gagged with her arms secured while the rest of her is gloriously at my mercy. She couldn’t have picked a better dress for the occasion. This almost makes the wait worth it.