Elliott
I pulled her against me. Every inch of her body was against mine, and the sensation of her being so close to me pulsed through my head. Fuck. I needed this. I wanted this so badly since we’d last said goodbye, but this time, things felt more urgent. More pressing. We were short on time and every kiss we shared could be the last if either of our families got their way.
I leaned down and scooped her up into my arms, and she let out a little squeal, wrapping her arms around me and letting me carry her upstairs to the bedroom. Tucker was out and wouldn’t be back for a long time, not that I would’ve let his proximity stop me. Nothing was keeping me from my girl today. Nothing.
I laid her down carefully on the bed, running my hands up her beautifully bare legs. Her lips parted as I reached her thighs, but I pulled back and tugged off my shirt before I continued.
“Let me,” she murmured, flipping over and crawling across the bed.
I stared down at her as she began to fumble with my belt, pulling it off and letting it land on the floor next to us. She pulled down my pants and boxer briefs, wrapping her fingers around my cock. Then, she tossed her hair over one shoulder and looked up at me with her striking blue eyes.
The intensity of her gaze riveted me to the spot. I let my eyes trail down her body, to the hem of her dress that had ridden up just enough to expose the curve of her ass. Her mouth hovered a few inches from my dick, and I fought the urge to thrust forward. I was more than happy to let her take the lead for a change. She took a deep breath and exhaled, the warm air encircling me, and then she leaned down and took me into her mouth.
“Fuck,” I groaned, reaching down to run my fingers through her hair.
She tilted her head to the side, and I watched her as she pleasured me with her mouth. Had she ever done this before? If she hadn’t, then she was a natural. She worked her tongue around my cock as she slid her mouth up and down the length of it, letting out the tiniest, sexiest moans as she did. I reached down to stroke the tops of her arms, and she looked up at me, eyebrows raised as though checking in with me that I was enjoying myself. I was. More than she knew.
She slid an arm around my thigh and pulled me close, taking me deeper. She gagged briefly as I hit the back of her throat, and then pulled back, grinning sheepishly, holding me in her hand.
“Sorry,” she murmured, glancing up at me. I leaned down to kiss her briefly on the mouth.
“You don’t have anything to be sorry for,” I assured her, and she returned her attention to my cock.
I could’ve let her do that all day. If I was feeling less giving, I would’ve stood there and let her lavish me with her tongue and her lips until I came, but I wasn’t ready yet. I wanted to do it all, I wanted to do everything I’d been too nervous to do last time, thanks to how public our previous sexcapade had been.
She wrapped her fingers around me and worked her mouth down to meet her hand and began to move up and down my cock at a slow pace. I bit my lip and tipped my head back, giving myself over to her, letting her take control.
After a few seconds, I reached down and pushed her back slowly onto the bed. Climbing on top of her, I saw the lust in her eyes, the dark heat that had taken her over. I ran my hand up her thigh again, but this time I cupped her pussy through her panties, the wet heat seeping through the fabric.
She let out a little gasp and leaned up to kiss me, pushing her tongue into my mouth with a desperate desire. I pressed my hand against her, just enough that she could feel me.
“I want to taste you,” I breathed into her ear, letting my teeth catch on her lobe. She squirmed beneath me.
“Do it,” she said, pulling back and looking at me intently.
I moved down her neck, peeling down the straps of her dress to reveal she wasn’t wearing a bra beneath the flimsy fabric.
She clutched at my head as I took each one of her nipples into my mouth in turn, teasing them with my tongue and teeth until they were hard. She moaned again, and it was only fair I bring her some kind of relief.
Lower, now, I moved with purpose, pulling down her dress, pressing kisses along her belly until I’d stripped her down to her panties. I leaned up, tossing the dress aside and looked at her. Fuck, she looked hot like this, eyes closed and wriggling on the bed in front of me in nothing but her panties. I hooked my fingers around the delicate silk and slowly pulled them down her legs and off her feet, revealing a small puff of hair above her pussy. I leaned down, kissed the crease on the inside of her thigh and put my mouth against her warm, wet pussy.
She let out a cry so loud, I worried she’d attract the attention of the neighbors, but soon enough, I lost myself to the taste of her velvety-soft pussy in my mouth. She tasted so good, musky and clean, and I stroked my flattened tongue up and down her clit a few times, getting her warmed up and teasing her nub to hardness.
I gripped her ass with one hand, pulling her closer to me, and used the other to slide a finger inside her. Just one, just to get her started. She clenched the sheets next to my head, falling silent, and I knew I was doing a good job. I looked up, stealing a glimpse of her, and found her lips pressed together and her eyes squeezed tightly shut as she gave herself over to the pleasure I was bringing her with my mouth. I didn’t want to brag about my talents, but I was good at eating pussy, and judging by the look on her face, she agreed.
I sealed my lips around her clit and began to suck lightly, applying the barest pressure to her, and she let out a strangled moan of desire. I pushed another finger into her as I flicked my tongue lightly against her clit, losing myself to her completely. She tasted amazing, and the way her body reacted to my touch was intoxicating. I was painfully hard, and I needed to fuck her soon, but I was determined to make her come first. Luckily, I didn’t have to wait much longer.
She cried out, her body curling up, and she gripped my hair tightly as her pussy pulsed around my fingers. Her clit was swollen, her pussy soaked, as her muscles finally relaxed, and she let out a series of moans that seemed almost inhuman. I lifted my head and looked at her, twisting around so I could plant a kiss on the tips of her fingers, and she reached down to pull me on top of her.
“Fuck me,” she begged.
A demand like that was the hottest thing I’d heard in my life. I reached into the drawer next to my bed, pulled out a condom, and quickly covered myself. I didn’t need to be asked twice.
“You on top this time,” I suggested.
I loved fucking her any way I could, but I wanted to watch her ride me. I couldn’t think of anything sexier. She instantly pushed me back down onto the bed, threw her leg over me. Grabbing my dick, she moved awkwardly before she found my tip and slowly began to lower herself down on my dick.
“Oh, fuck,” she gasped, planting her hands on my chest as she took me inside her. “This feels so good.”
I could only watch. I couldn’t find the words to express how good she looked, how good she felt, and trying to would only leave me coming up short. She began to move, experimentally at first, back and forth and then circling her hips from side to side, and then, tentatively, up and down, using me as leverage. She tipped her head back, her mouth falling open, and began to ride me.
“You look so fucking good like that,” I murmured, gripping her waist and guiding her up and down. I couldn’t take my eyes off the sight of my cock in her pussy. The angle was giving me a good view of our bodies colliding. Her red hair fell in waves around her shoulders, and she let out small, soft noises with every movement.