Chapter 15
Eli
“I don’t know how—”I wipe my mouth across Sibyl’s upper thigh. Her arousal glinting in the low light. “I ever went without tasting you.”
Her cheeks flush, chest heaving from the aftermath of her orgasm.
“You’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.” I crawl up her body, waiting for the guilt, for the taste of betrayal—it never comes. The only taste in my mouth is Sibyl.
“I need you,” she whispers. Her fingers work at the button on my jeans. I yank my shirt over my head with one hand, standing to kick out of my Levis.
Her eyes widen, growing darker when she realizes I’ve been walking around with no boxers on. When I got the text this morning from Ramona, I knew I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to fix things with her.
Now I’m standing before her, fisting my cock, drinking her in while she stares at me with hungry eyes.
Sitting on the couch, Sibyl licks her lips. She leans forward, hands gripping my thighs.
“Sibby, you do?—”
My brain short-circuits. Sibyl’s tongue flattens, sliding up the seam of my cock from root to tip. A little moan vibrates in her throat as she takes me in her mouth.
“Fuck,” I groan, pitching forward. I catch myself on the couch, leather creaking under my hands as my grip tightens. My hips snap forward on instinct. Sibyl groans, tears slipping from the corners of her eyes as she takes me to the back of her throat. Her hand moves between my legs, cupping my balls.
“You keep doing that, and I’m going to come in your mouth.” I slip my free hand into her hair, letting the soft strands sift through my fingers.
She takes me deeper, pulling away enough to swirl my tip with her tongue.
“Come here.” I pull her off of me, tucking her beneath me, my cock pressing at her entrance. “Fuck.” I drop my head into her shoulder. “Condoms are in my room.”
“Don’t need one.” Sibyl tilts her hips, sucking my cock in deeper. “I’ve had you without one. There’s no going back now.”
“Fuck me,” I groan, seating myself in her fully.
Yeah, fuck the condoms. This is…fuck, it’s too much. I can feel everything—all her heat, her ridges. Every little piece of her. I rock into her, setting a slow pace, taking my time to memorize every inch of her.
“Oh God.” She wraps her legs around my waist, changing the angle, pulling me even deeper.
Tingles dance at the base of my spine, my balls draw tight. I’ll be damned if I’m going to come before she gets to again. Tilting my hips forward, I grind my pubic bone into her. Her gasp nearly undoes me as her muscles clench around me.
“Eli, Eli, Eli.” She chants my name with a dreamy look on her face.
I’m panting as my release spills out of me, filling her up.
“Fuck, Baby.” I collapse into her, burying my face in her neck, breathing her in. I take a moment to come down with her in my arms. This is how it should have been three weeks ago—slow and sacred. Not ending in tears.
Leaning onto my elbows, I press a tender kiss to her pulse point. “Let me get you cleaned up.”
I push up from the couch, pulling out of her, unable to rip my gaze away as I watch my cum leak down her inner thighs. My cock twitches, trying to thicken again. My hand reaches forward on its own accord, fingers pressing the fluid back inside of her, making sure she doesn’t lose a single drop.
“When you’re ready…” I lift my gaze to hers. Her eyes mirror the fire I feel burning through my veins. “I’m going to put my baby in you, and we’re going to grow our family.”
Sibyl moans, back arching into my touch. “Eli,” she breathes. “Do you have a breeding kink?”
“Not until right this second,” I whisper, tipping forward to press my lips with hers. “I don’t think it’s going anywhere until I get you pregnant.”
“Fuck, why is that so hot?” she whimpers. Her fingers come up to pinch her nipples, thighs slamming shut around my hand, hips seeking friction.
“You need another one?”
