After two more similar thrusts, which she felt were him trying to cause the head of his dick to come out of her mouth, she removed his hands from her ass and intertwined their fingers. Eri began to ride him, coming halfway down his dick each time. He allowed her to get away with it for a couple ofminutes before he released one of her hands and smacked her on the ass.
“When I said ride me, Amate, I meant take every fucking inch.”
To prove his point, he thrust up, this time, with one of her hands trapped in his, and the other not moving fast enough to catch herself, she was sent forward. Her chest pressed against his as she buried her face in his neck.
His free arm wrapped around her waist, holding her there in a grip she knew she wasn’t getting out of until he was ready to let her go, and he began fucking into her. Every jut of his hips, a slap against skin. His thrusts were deep, impactful, but he was fucking her faster than he had been all night, and all Eri could think was a repetition of yes as she took what he gave her.
Her clit brushed against his pelvis, adding delicious friction and stimulation as his dick tortured her G-spot. Eri had never been one to cum quickly. Let alone in succession. But she was finding out things she hadn’t known about herself.
“I feel you squeezing around me. Are you going to cum again for me so soon, baby?” he teased. And at any other time, Eri would have had something slick to say back, but what could she say when that was exactly what she was about to do?
Instead, she bit his neck. Too harsh to be a love nip, but not so hard that she would break skin, and all he did was chuckle, doubling his efforts unnecessarily because four more thrusts had her toppling over the edge as she removed her teeth from his neck and moaned.
He didn’t give a second of reprieve as he flipped them over, her back hitting the mattress, and he continued to fuck her inthat same rhythm. The cadence of his hips was constant while he fucked her through her release.
When she came down from her orgasm, she released a soft whine because it was clear he had no intention of giving her a minute. She had never cum this many times before sleeping with him, which meant she wasn’t aware of how quickly she could become sensitive. Eri was stuck between wanting him to give her a minute and seeing exactly how much she could take. It was as if he read her mind.
“It’s what you wanted. What you asked me for, right? You can take it. Can’t you, Amate?” When all she could do was release another little noise, a fusion of a whimper and mewl, he smirked at her. “You normally have so much mouth. Always quick to say some slick shit, but now that I’m balls deep, you want to be silent,” he stated, rolling his hips as he thrust into her. Eri released a lurid moan, her nails digging into his back. “Nah. Talk your shit, baby.” He leaned down and whispered in her ear. “Or am I fucking the words out of you?”
Yes!Eri mentally screamed. That was exactly what he was doing, and from the look in his eyes when they met hers again, that predatory gleam in them, he knew it too. She’d told him she needed to be able to walk tomorrow, but then set him loose to have her unable to. Eri wouldn’t be surprised if she ended up missing class in the morning.
24
“This boyfriend of yours is late.”
Eri looked over at her father leaning against the kitchen counter. When she’d asked him about meeting Elias, she decided it would be better for them to have dinner at her apartment. She enjoyed cooking. Something she’d done from the time she was old enough to stand in the kitchen with her mom.
“No, he isn’t. It isn’t seven yet. And your whole being early is on time thing, only applies to jobs. He’s always on time, and promise me you’ll be nice.”
“I’m always nice,” her dad countered, offended.
“Do you remember when I brought Derrick to meet you? You scared the crap out of him.”
“You were in high school, and I wanted that little boy to keep his hands and all other body parts to himself.”
“Well, I’m an adult now. No need to try to scare him.”
“If he scares easily—”
“Dad,” Eri cut him off.
He held his hands up in surrender. “Fine. Since he’s the first person you’ve introduced to me in a while, I take it you like him.”
“I do,” Eri responded as she turned the steaks she was cooking. “He’s patient with me, and for the first time, I’ve been able to get close to someone.” Eri decided not to add on intimately because she didn’t think her dad needed to know that. “Since we’ve started dating, he’s done everything at my pace and made sure I was comfortable.”
“That’s good, Bean. I’m happy you’ve found someone worth opening up to.” Her dad sighed playfully. “I guess I shouldn’t give him a hard time, then.”
“No, you shouldn’t,” Eri agreed. There was a knock at the front door, and she handed the cooking utensil over to her dad. “Watch these for a minute, please.”
She exited the kitchen, and ever vigilant, she checked the peephole before pulling the door open.
“Hey, Amate.” He leaned down and kissed her.
“Hey, babe. What’s that?” Eri asked, gesturing to the box in his hand. “I told you, you didn’t have to bring anything.”
Elias raised a brow at her. “So you don’t want the red velvet cupcakes?”
“No, I want them,” she replied, pulling a chuckle from him.
