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Before I speak, she lets go and licks her own lips in satisfaction.
If she wants to play, we will play. “On your knees, crawl to me.”
Chapter 16
Rain
My nipples harden, and my pussy tingles at his command. I squeeze my thighs together as I am still kneeling on the couch, leaning over the back of it. Taking him in, he is absolutely stunning, butterflies flutter in my stomach as he arches his brow at me, as if to say, don’t make me say it again.
My heart is racing as I push myself off the back of the couch. Turning around, I slowly move myself down. Lowering myself to the ground, wearing his black tee and just a pair of panties, I begin to crawl along the dark wooden floor. It’s cool against my hands and knees, causing a chill to go up my spine. It is a mix of the cold floor, excitement and anticipation. What will he have me do once I get to him?
Crawling the length of the couch, I can feel his eyes on me which brings me great satisfaction. Popping my booty out a tad, the shirt rides up slightly, exposing me more to him, teasing the teaser. I can play too.
Turning at the end, I slowly make my way over to him, looking up and keeping eye contact. It’s hard not to, his eyes are captivating, the blue with brown specks, so uniquely him. He has long lashes framing them, which only adds to the allure, along with the dark shading around his eyes from his tattoo. His metal septum piercing glimmers in the dim lighting.
He is all fucking mine.
It remains unsaid, but I own him as much as he owns me.
Licking my lips, I am salivating at the thought. To have been captivated by someone so strongly, the urge to possess them takes over. To have ownership over their body and soul, and in return you give it back to them.
That is Elijah and I.
He acted upon it first, and I willfully followed. And I forever will, through the hottest flames and ends of the earth. Nothing can break us, and no bond will ever be stronger.
These all remain unspoken, never needing to be said because we know. One look is all it takes, our energy connects, and our minds speak. We understand it all. We feel it all.
I feel lust and devotion radiating off him as I reach his boot-clad feet. He feels it back from me, irrevocably. We still have so much to learn about each other, to explore and I am so fucking excited. He has put fire and passion into my veins. Finally discovering who I am, no longer lost working at the local bar.
I am home.
Perhaps the stress of the past week has caused me to completely lose my mind and all senses of reality. If so, I don’t want them back.
“Take my cock out.” His eyes are hooded as he speaks.
Reaching up, my fingers are trembling in anticipation as I unlatch his belt, followed by undoing his pants button and slowly unzipping. My breathing is heavy as it lowers, and his cock strains against the fabric. My fingers brush against it, causing it to twitch under my touch.
Once the zipper is down, I reach back up, grabbing the waistband of his black jeans and pull them down his strong legs until they bunch at his feet. I do the same with his tight boxer briefs, his cock becomes freed, springing out of its confined space with his silver cock ring, begging me to play with it, to pull it with my teeth and tease E.
My mouth salivates with anticipation, and his piercing makes me want to lick him more. I am desperate for this man.
“Open your mouth,” he instructs me, his tone slightly amused by my reaction.
Obeying, I open it and stick out my tongue, waiting for him to shove his throbbing cock into my mouth. Instead, he looks down at me, smirking then spitting into my mouth.
“Don’t you fucking swallow it or close your mouth. Keep it there.”
My head nods slightly, so he knows I understand.
He takes his cock into his hand, it’s dripping in precum, and he rubs his head along my lips. The jewelry is cool against them, then he moves to my tongue. Just one taste and I am addicted, I need more.
I need to touch him, feel him in every way possible.
Then in one rapid movement, he thrusts it against the back of my throat. I gag at the initial intrusion, while trying to relax my throat.
“Suck.”
Wrapping my lips around it, his spit still coating my tongue, I hollow my cheeks and suck. He isn't gentle. He is Elijah.
