I pulsed at his words, at his intense stare. “Sledge, please.” I didn’t even know what I was asking. I wasn’t a virgin, but I had a feeling I wasn’t ready for what this man had to offer me.
“Please?” He grinned, settling between my thighs, running one thick finger up and down my slit. “Please lick your pussy until you come all over my face? Please fuck you until you can’t remember your name? Be specific.”
I covered my face at his incredibly sexy, filthy words. “I can’t.”
“You can,” he insisted, that thick finger still teasing me as it ghosted over my clit.
“Please to all of it. Please.” I watched as he dropped to his chest, big hands gripped my thighs and spread them wide. And then his mouth was on my pussy, an erotic French kiss that set my body on fire. My hips jerked forward, one hand went to his hair as my hips rolled in time with every swipe of his tongue. “Oh, god, that feels…,” I was at a loss for words. I could only feel and I felt amazing.
He grunted as his tongue swirled around my clit, as if he was getting just as much pleasure as me.
“Sledge,” I stammered when he pulled my clit between his teeth, and two thick fingers slid deep. “Oh, god! I’m going to—” the words died on my lips as my body was ripped apart by the most powerful orgasm of my life. My toes curled, my legs tensed and my back arched as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me, pulsed through me before I went limp. “Holy fuck!”
He laughed, pressing soft kisses to my inner thigh, my hip bones and then straight up the middle of my body until we were mouth to mouth. “Like it?”
I shook my head. “I love it. I’ve never come from oral before. It was… holy shit.”
He laughed again but it quickly turned to a groan when his thick cock bumped against me, my moisture dripped onto him. “I love how wet I make you.”
“Me too,” I admitted, body still humming with desire despite the orgasmic aftershocks that rocked my body. “I need to feel you inside me.”
One big hand gripped my waist as his cock prodded my opening, urging me to open for him. His jaw clenched when I did, pushing myself closer to him. Sledge thrust deep in one long stroke, giving me time to adjust to his size.
“Yes,” I hissed out, shivering when I pulsed around his thickness. I’d never been so full in my life, but it felt good and I rolled my hips. “More, please.”
He gave me what I asked for, pumping into long, deliberate thrusts that drove me out of my mind. He was bigger than I was used to, but I was too wet to do anything but enjoy it. “Fuck, Eliana.” He leaned forward, his forearms rested on either side of my head as ragged breaths escaped in my ear, the perfect soundtrack of our pleasure.
Every single cell in my body was on edge, trembling harder with every stroke. I’d never been so full, so satisfied, so close to detonating. “You feel incredible,” I whispered. “I can feel you growing inside of me.”
He grunted again, rearing back to thrust harder and deeper but not faster. The slow fuck unlocked something more than lust and desire, something I wasn’t ready to deal with so I watched him, tracing the lines around his clenched jaw, memorizing every detail for later.
I whimpered when he lifted me up until my ass rested on his thighs, changing the angle. “Sledge,” I cried out, drenched in ecstasy as my body tensed.
“You’re close,” he said with a satisfied smile. “I can’t wait to feel you milk my cock, drawing every drop out of me.”
“Dirty,” I whispered, still smiling.
“Come on, Eli, give me what I want.” He spread my legs and found my clit, rubbing circles that pulled my orgasm to the surface.
It was deliberate as if he could see my orgasm loading, and when it was at ninety-nine percent, he flicked my clit hard and my limbs loosened in the kind of pleasure that was new to me. I was floating as my body vibrated, convulsing through every shockwave while he continued pounding into me. “Sledge, oh!” I felt like I was adrift at sea, but my body was full of fireworks.
“Oh fuck!” he gasped, fucking me harder and faster until his body stiffened and then shook as he fell forward, bracing himself above me. His lips took mine, kissing me while he stroked into me until every last drop of him was wrung dry. “Fuck,” he grunted against my lips.
I licked his sweaty neck and shivered. “That was incredible,” I whispered, pulsing around him again. Or maybe still. “Like, really fucking incredible.”
“Yeah?” He grunted as he rolled over, cock slipping from my body.
“Oh yeah,” I laughed. “And I kind of want to do it again.”
He opened one eye, grinned and pulled me on top of him before he gave me exactly what I wanted.
Again.
Chapter Thirteen
Sledge
Icouldn’t sleep. Eliana was curled up against my chest, soft and warm, her leg tangled with mine, her soft breaths fanning over my skin like a goddamn lullaby. But my mind wouldn’t shut off. Every fucking time I closed my eyes, the only thing I saw was Zoya’s drawings.
