“Fuck…Si…please.” I lived for those cries. It was the only time Helena was soft and vulnerable. When I could mold, shatter, and make her whole again…just to do it all over.
“More,” I groaned into her pussy, the edge of my teeth making her jolt. Before she could crumple to the tile, I pulled her ass toward me, hugging her waist as I lifted her and sat back on my calves. My girl was now straddling my face upside down.
My girl?
“Oh…fuck,” she moaned when I resumed feasting, arms wrapped around her tightly. Greedily.
Her legs crossed behind my neck, one hand on my thigh for leverage she didn’t need as the other stroked my dick.
“Are you going to suck my cock, love, or just look at it?”
She would have had a snarky comeback if I hadn’t circled my tongue around the star of her ass and bit down on one of her cheeks. Helena gasped as the pain registered.
“Do it again,” she pleaded in a breathy tone, her lips grazing my tip.
I closed my eyes, leaning my head back as she swirled her tongue around the crown before taking me into her mouth.
“That’s it…every inch.” I allowed myself to indulge in the way she swallowed me down. The way my cock grazed the roof of her mouth and pushed at the back of her throat. The slow gagging noises she made for me while she choked.
Long, wet hair splayed over my thighs, head bobbing up and down as she worked me. I couldn’t think of much else besides the heat of her mouth wrapped so tight and warm around my cock. The pressure in my balls was already building. I squeezed her tighter around the waist and dipped my tongue into her pussy, and she moaned over my shaft, the vibrations of her voice like an electric current.
The faster I flicked her clit, the more ravenous she became. I knew she was on the verge of orgasm, but I hadn’t had my fill just yet, so I slowed to lazy licks.
Helena popped my dick out of her mouth. “You bastard… Please, Si.”
I thrust into her hand as another slow flick of my tongue had her begging for more. Begging to unravel.
“Say it. Ask me to let you come. And maybe I’ll say yes.”
“I hate you,” she seethed, ragged breaths fanning my wet dick, forcing me to stifle a groan into her inner thigh.
“I love to hear you say those words. Hate me, love me, Leni, all I need from you is this,” I said, licking up her middle, and she cried out, nails digging into my hips. “This is mine.” Another hard flick, another scream from her quivering lips. “Your passion. Your weakness. All mine.”
“Oh…fuck…”
My own orgasm forgotten, I focused on her. She tried to squirm out of my grasp, but we both knew that was a battle she wouldn’t win. I watched with fascination as her pussy throbbed, my tongue swiping again for good measure. The taste of her cum so fucking sweet. I’d never get enough.
“Silas…please. No more…it’s too much.”
I knew she’d bruise from the pressure of my hands on her hips, holding her hostage as I punished her clit. Her moans and protests were the sweetest songs, amplified by the acoustics of the shower.
“Again,” I demanded.
Her hands pushed against my waist, nails now drawing blood, desperate to escape my lashes, but I wouldn’t let up until she broke. Until she understood she was mine.
Another wave of cries and whimpers swirled around us as she writhed in my arms.
“Son…of a bitch,” she choked out.
Easing my hold, I lowered her between my thighs, and she crawled out of my lap before crumpling to the tile and flopping onto her back. Her cheeks were bright pink from being upside down, tears filling her eyes, and her chest heaving as she attempted to catch her breath.
Reaching up over her head, I turned off the water and lay beside her, shoulder to shoulder. While I let her regain her composure, my thoughts drifted to the night of her father’s death, the day I’d found her so broken under the icy water. Since then, I’d attempted to bring up the subject, but she’d ignored me or had straight up threatened to cut off my balls.
It was a long while before she spoke again.
“That was…something,” she finally breathed, facing me. Her sated smile made my own lips curve. “I don’t think I’ve ever done that upside down. Going to have to jot down notes.”
“I won’t forget.”
