“Yes, you did,” she twirled her fingers through his hair, desperate to have him inside her.
“We’re long overdue.”He laid her down and she opened her legs for him but cried out.
“Not the good kind of pain.Ow, my shoulder.”
He slipped an arm under her and helped her off the table.“Fuck.We’re too old.”
“No, just too injured.”Ella clutched his shirt to stifle her giggles.
“Bedroom.”
“You’re in a bossy mood.”
“I missed you.”Ella grabbed his arm and pulled him down the hall and into the guest room, just as she heard footsteps upstairs.“Shh!”
“You shushing me is adorable.”Zee closed the door and then stalked towards her, so she was on the bed.
“Yeah?”Her mouth quirked.
“Almost as adorable as being bossy.Spread those legs and let me see my pussy.”
The heat in his gaze made her pussy wet and she did what she was told.
He shoved off his pants and pulled his shirt over his head, his thick cock sprang free under his toned stomach.
“Gorgeous.You’re fucking gorgeous.”
“You always say that.”
“It’s true.Lift those boobs for me.”
Ella slid her hands under her breasts and offered them to him.
With a wicked grin, he climbed on the bed and crawled to her, sliding his hand between her legs, across her stomach before taking her nipple into his mouth, sucking it long and deep.
She gasped as his fingers traced over her clit, the sensation making her head spin and her body tremble.
He flicked her nipple with his tongue, and she strained against him, clutching his hair, cupping his cheek, trying to anchor herself to the heat consuming her.
His teeth grazed the peak, and he held her gaze, claiming her attention entirely.
She whimpered, so wet and desperate she could hardly breathe.
“Show me how needy you are for me,” he demanded, pausing his fingers just shy of her clit.
“Master!Please!”she gasped, thrusting against him, her hips tilting to chase the friction she craved.
Her voice was a low, pleading whine that echoed around the room.
“Love it when you ask.”
He slid his fingers roughly inside her, and she bit down on a yelp, the pleasure jolting through her chest and stealing her breath.
She fumbled for him, curling her hand around his cock, stroking him in rhythm with the sensations he brought out of her.
He moaned, his fingers scissoring deeper, driving her higher.
“Come for me, my slave.Come on my fingers before I fuck you.”His thumb pressed hard on her clit, and her vision blurred as the orgasm hit her in crashing waves.
