His bear took that as an open opportunity to play, thumping around inside Elliott and urging him to chase after her. Lucky for the beast, that’s precisely what he intended to do.
Catching up by the foot of the bed, he gave her butt a frisky swat, wrapped her braids up in his fist, and tugged her head back while growling, “Say that again.”
Fern sucked in a breath, the scent of her desire flooding the air while his erection shamelessly prodded her ass. Her eyes glazed over, and she wriggled back.
“I lied,” she breathed.
Chuckling, he let her hair go and slid his hand down to where his other was already splayed across her lower stomach, savoring the heat of her velvet-soft skin.
“Mm.” She sounded annoyed.
“What?”
Fern spun to face him, but stayed close, wedging her thigh between his legs. “Take control again.”
It wasn’t quite a question, but her voice wavered, and he recognized her hesitance, being so familiar with it himself.
It was the hair. She was pissed he let go of her hair. It was probably why she’d braided it, too.
Elliott’s suspicions were all but confirmed when he grabbed her braidsfirmly and gave them a tug. Her hard nipples brushed his chest, and she rolled her hips, her center warm and wet against his thigh.
With his lips grazing hers, he demanded, “Get on the bed, Fern. I want you on your back. Legs spread.”
Cheeks flushed red like strawberries, she nodded slowly and climbed into position, laying her head on his pillows. His comforter was simple, a dark blue organic pattern set against a paler shade, but Elliott had never noticed the hints of pink in the weave before. Her hair brought out the color, adding new depth to the old design.
“You okay?” Fern asked, pulling her knees together slowly.
“Yeah, sorry. Thinking.” Climbing up near her feet, as one did to worship a goddess, he trailed his fingertips up to her knees, urging her to open again so he could see—and get to—her.
“About?”
“How much I need to taste you.” A glance at her face confirmed she was on board with his plan: That glazed look was back in her eyes, and her lips, already soft and swollen, were set in a dreamy smirk.
Elliott’s wandering fingers and feather-light touches shifted to something needier as he squeezed her soft flesh and dragged his nails up her inner thighs, watching her pulse in anticipation of his touch.
Sweeping his fingertips over her pussy earned him a soft whimper and lifted hips. Then, he ran two fingers down her center, parting her outer lips and holding her open so he could watch her eager little movements. When she whined, he squeezed her clit, rubbing hard and eliciting a gasp from her.
“Are you going to come for me, Fern?” He teased her again, discovering his lighter touches led her to lift her hips, while pinching her, kneading her, and applying firm pressure got him those deeper moans.
“Yep.”
Chuckling, he kissed his way up her leg from knee to thigh to where his fingers worked her center. She smelled fucking amazing, and his cock ached, squeezed between his body and the bed. His erection wasn’t his main focus at the moment, so to reduce that distraction, he hooked his hands around the tops of her thighs and went up on his knees, bringingFern with him.
She shrieked when her ass went above her head, but her sounds of outrage shifted to pleasure when his mouth found her center. She was so wet for him, so delicious, honeyed and ready to be devoured. With his chin burrowed into her ass and his tongue alternating between rolling over her clit and sucking on her like he couldn’t get enough, she was a perfect picture of ecstasy.
Fern’s braids writhed like snakes on the pillow with her movements as she blinked up at him, their gazes locked.
“Come for me, Fern,” he said against her wet center.
“Can’t— Breathe—” she gasped, and he realized he did have her pretty scrunched up.
Taking one for the team, Elliott smashed his cock back into the mattress and lowered her ass. “Better?”
“Mhm.”
“Good. Now, come all over my face.”
She laughed at his command, briefly, before her breath hitched and she shattered. Gasping out his name, she clenched his head between her smooth thighs, and he launched her to the stars.
