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“Tell me what you want, Zara.”
“You,” I manage to moan. “I want you.”
“You want me to touch you like this?” He touches a finger to my taut, hyper-sensitive nipple and I’m losing my mind.
He takes my breasts in his huge hands so my nipples are both close to his mouth. He watches my eyes as his breath strikes my skin.
“You want me to suck on these sweet, juicy little nipples?”
My body struggles and arches up to him. I genuinely try to fight my frenzy. I shouldn’t love how he feels and he looks and how he’s about to do things to me I’ve never, ever done.
“Say it. Tell me what you want.”
“Do it,” I whisper, and I don’t even know who I am. I’m lust-crazed and feral. The anticipation is killing me. I want to cry and tell him to hurry up.
“Are you sure?” He’s teasing me, those blue eyes dark with fire.
“Yes. Please.”
He touches his tongue to my nipple and I moan. He does it again, licking softly, drawing a circle with his tongue. Playing me. Sucking me deeper into his mouth. Each lusty pull sends a channel of warmth straight to my pussy. As he does this, Elias’s thumb finds the wet spot between my legs, gliding over it, drawing a tiny, pressing circle around my clit. At first he does this over the laughably skimpy fabric of my practically-nonexistent panties. But he’s getting closer…and closer to direct, slippery contact.
And there he is. His thumb feels so good, teasing my clit, that I’m about to die from the building overload.
Elias’s teeth gently bite and I’m so close to the crazy edge there are tears in my eyes. He sucks on my other nipple and twirls the slick wetness he left on the first one between his fingers.
He’s less gentle now, totally in control. Playing my body like he owns it.
I want him to own it. It’s his already. It’s all his.
He snaps my G-string, tossing it away. Then Elias easily lifts me, laying me back. “I’m at your mercy, angel. I don’t fuck around with consent. But I’m hooked. Just tell me what you want. Or tell me to stop. I’m going to make you come, but only when you’re ready. Are you ready for me to eat that sweet little pussy until you scream my name?”
Eat?
Oh my god.
He kisses me again, longer this time, giving me time. Every taste, every stroke of his tongue sends a fresh wave of warmth to my core. He nips at my lips, then his mouth moves to my neck. “Is that a yes, Zara?”
Elias licks the delicate skin below my ear. Every nip of his teeth on my skin sends a dart of pleasure to my pussy, which feels slippery and needy, making me squirm.
“Or a no?”
He’s still fully clothed. “Yes.” God help me. “Yes.”
“Good girl. Say ‘please, Elias. Eat my pussy like the starving maniac you are’.”
He pulls off his shirt and—whoa. I take a few seconds to just appreciate all that, fascinated by the roughness of him, the broadness of his shoulders, the intricate play of muscle and sinew beneath his bronzed skin. Such a masculine creature, hard and angular. So different to my own pale curves.
Our breathing is heavier now.
He sucks on my nipples and the throb inside me swells. I can feel my soft, slick inner muscles quivering as he kisses his way lower, across my stomach. “Let’s find out what you like, little angel girl.”
Elias lifts my skirt and I’m already almost coming. I don’t even care that he can see me. All of me.
“Holy fuck. How can anyone be so perfect? Look at you, so wet and ready for me.”
My sister dragged me along with her to laser hair removal treatments before she left for college, insisting it was a bonding sisterly activity. Hannah’s hair is darker than mine and she wanted to be thorough about it. At the time I went along, grateful for the distraction and glad to spend some time with her before she left for California. I sometimes wonder now if we went overboard. I don’t have a single hair left on my body that’s not on my head.
Elias seems almost crazed at the sight of me. “Zara. Oh fuck, Zara. Hold still, baby girl. You have to let me taste heaven. I’m so fucking hungry. Let me.”
