Page 21 of Two For One

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Ezra

THAT TONGUE PIERCING LEFT A LASTING IMPRESSION AND I CAN MAKE YOU COME HARDER WITHOUT ONE.

She knew I was nonverbal. It was the second time she surprised me today, and I hated fucking surprises. After taking off my helmet and mask, I just glared at her, full of distrust. I pushed her against the counter to lash out at her and demand how the hell she knew that, but she felt too good. This skimpy short set she was wearing wasn’t exactly revealing, but she looked damn good. Her breasts pressed up against me, short-circuiting my brain.

I licked my lips, needing a taste, just one taste and then I could…I can’t even remember what my intention was. She bit her lip, looking up at me with those almost purple eyes, captivating me. I had never been so enamored with someone except Oliver. He was the first person I had ever had any sort of feelings for, and it was all physical at first, but now, well, I won’t talk about it because it’s not like it mattered anyway.

Xiomara whimpered as I looked at her and debated my options. I’d never gotten a bad feeling about her, quite the opposite. I trusted her and never felt so at ease. She was an enigma that I wanted to dissect, inspect and maybe devour…well devour her pussy. For research purposes, of course.

She was putty in my hands. If I wanted something, I didn’t doubt that she would give it to me. Grabbing her by the throat, tilting her head to the side, I ran my nose up her neck inhaling her sweet scent that was tinted with sweat, only making her more delicious.

“Please,” she mewled, trailing her hand down my chest to my belt.

I had never wanted to speak more in my life than right now. Ask her if she wanted me to fuck her or suck her pussy so good, so she didn’t forget about me for months, maybe even years. Would she beg me if I walked away and told her no, or would she gladly get on her knees for me?

“Can…Can I suck your cock?” she whispered.

I pulled away to look at her, not expecting that offer. I opened my mouth to force myself to say something I knew wasn’t going to sound right. It had been twenty years since I had said a word. Doctors said I might have been able to speak with a speech therapist, but no orphan has money or people who would take them to therapy. I was almost an adult when I lost my voice; I was lucky if I had a warm meal.

“P-please,” she stuttered.

My head moved on its own, nodding at her request. After everything I had read about her, she didn’t seem like a woman who would do something like this, but then on paper, she didn’t look like a woman who would work at Valentine Town.

Xiomara ran her hands up and down my torso, trailing down to my belt buckle, undoing it with more confidence than I thought she would have. The clink of the metal was loud in her apartment, my heart stuttering from anticipation, excited to feel her warm mouth.

She expertly undid my pants with more efficiency than I would have liked. I wasn’t going to think about the three men I found out she had been with. Two dumbasses who she caught cheating and another man who wanted more than she was able to give him. Thankfully, they were far away from here and I didn’t need to worry that they might come back.

Her small hands pulled my pants down exposing my cock. I wasn’t a big fan of underwear, usually going commando unless they sent me to do a job where I need to run a lot.

“Damn,” Xiomara sighed, gripping my cock lazily, giving it a stroke.

My eyes transfixed on her grip, the pleasure dancing along my skin and I worried I might blow my load before we got to the main course. She licked my head slowly from the underside, twirling her tongue around the shaft before sucking. My hips bucked on their own, pushing my cock further into her mouth. She took my cock smoothly and effortlessly. I thrusted again, testing the waters, and she swallowed all I gave her.

She looked up at me through thick lashes, relaxing her mouth and throat as I thrusted again in her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. The urge to call her pretty or a good girl made me angry. I thrusted again, pushing myself deeper, her gag reflexes non-existent as the head of my cock slid into her throat. I huffed; pleasure this good made me feel like letting go.

I rolled my hips again, fucking her pretty mouth harder and harder. She put her hands on my thighs, expecting her to push me away, but when she pulled me closer, I snapped. Her silent permission was all I needed to chase my orgasm that had been at the brink since she licked me. She moaned at my next thrust, cupping my balls and playing with them, brushing her fingers behind my balls right next to my piercing. Once she felt it, she softly brushed her finger over it repeatedly, taking my cock to the back of her throat, I couldn’t hold out anymore. Threading my fingers through her hair, I fucked her mouth two more times, pulling out so she didn’t swallow. Except she didn’t let me, she swallowed everything I gave her.

My knees threatened to buckle as she licked me clean, sending aftershocks through my body. She looked up at me, licking her lips like she had just had her favorite ice cream. I lifted her up, kissing her hard, pushing my tongue into her mouth until I could taste myself. She moaned, pushing her hands through my hair, tugging on the strands, making me snap. Pulling away from our heated kiss, I pushed her shorts down, hearing the fabric rip.

“Fuck,” she gasped as I picked her up, throwing her legs over my shoulders so her pussy was right in front of my face.

I inhaled deeply before diving in, licking and sucking, plucking those sweet moans from her.

“Right there,” she groaned, pushing my face into her pussy.

I sucked on her harder, wish there was enough space for me to fuck her pussy with my fingers. She looked down, biting her lip as we moved in unison.

“I’m…I’m—” She didn’t finish her sentence.

Her fingers tightened in my hair, thighs locking against my head, the pain driving me to make sure this was the best she had ever had. When her trembling subsided, I kissed her softly on her clit, each thigh and under her soft stomach. Another wave of longing hit me, wishing I could say something to her.

“Damn, I don’t even know your name, or I would have been calling it out like I was chanting a spell,” she said brushing her hand through my hair.

Even though I didn’t want to put her down, I could sense she was uncomfortable. I let her slide down my body slowly, savoring the way she felt against me. We stared at each other for a moment, my cock still out of my pants ready to go for round two while she was naked from the bottom down.

“Um… still hungry…for food?” she asked shyly, like I didn’t just eat her like a pie.