“Let’s take this upstairs. I need some of your sugar before I lose my damned mind,” I told her urgently.
“Thank God. I thought that movie would never end,” she confessed with a grin. She pecked my lips before jumping up from the couch and almost racing up the stairs. I sat there for a few seconds in shock, then slowly got to my feet and followed after her. Dammit, I should have just taken her to bed when we got back, like I’d wanted to, instead of watching that cheesy crapfest on TV.
Ella was pulling back the covers on the bed by the time I got to her room. She had already stripped off her dress, leaving her in just a sexy bra and thong, both made of dark blue lace that matched the color of her eyes. The sight made my pulse race and my dick leak in my pants.
“Sweet Jesus, Ella, if I’d known what you had on underneath that dress, we would never have made it out of this house earlier.”
She blushed as my eyes raked over her, taking in every inch of her creamy skin and those curves that were just made for sin.
I unfastened the remaining buttons on my shirt as I crossed the room, pulling the shirt tail from my dress pants and tossing it on the floor next to the bed. Ella immediately reached for me and ran her hands up over my abs and chest, trailing her fingers through the mat of hair covering my pecs.
“I love your chest. So sexy,” she whispered before leaning in and kissing the same path her fingers had taken. My abs clenched at the first touch of her soft lips, and by the time shewas licking and sucking on my nipples, my balls were throbbing with the need to unload inside her.
I couldn’t resist touching her any longer. Within seconds, I had her bra and panties off, and her naked body plastered against me.
I buried my face in the crook of her neck and breathed in, taking comfort in the sweet sugary vanilla scent that always surrounded her. I felt her hands wriggling between us, and then she was palming my cock and balls through my pants. I breathed deeply, trying to fight for control.
“I feel so empty inside. I need you,” she breathed, giving me a gentle squeeze.
“Not nearly as much as I need you, sugar, I promise you that.” I pushed her down on the bed, and reached for my belt, quickly unbuckling it and sliding my zipper down. Ella sat up and scooted closer, reaching for me as I dropped my pants and boxer briefs, allowing my dick to spring free.
I shuddered as the warmth of her small hand engulfed me, followed by the wet heat of her mouth. She licked a stripe from my balls to my swollen, leaking tip, then sucked me down almost to the root. My knees almost gave out as she deep throated me, licking and sucking me until I swore she was trying to pull my soul right out of my body. I would have gladly let her, too, but I wanted more.
I tangled my fingers in her hair, fisting it and pulling her head back to look at her. The sight of her watery eyes with her mascara slightly smeared, and her plump lips reddened and even more lush than usual, nearly caused me to come on the spot.
“You look so damned gorgeous sucking on my cock, sugar, but it feels too fuckin’ good. If you keep it up, I’m gonna comedown your throat, and I want more than that tonight.” She started to protest, but I tightened my hand in her hair and gave it a gentle tug. “I want to be buried balls-deep in the sweetest cunt in the world right now, sugar. I want to feel you clamp down on my cock, milking every last drop of cum out of me. I needyou, Ella.”
The smile she gave me was a mixture of wanton and reserved, sexy and sweet. It was the very embodiment of Ella, and I knew in that moment that I wanted that smile to be the very last thing I saw when I left this world, and every day in between.
She scooted back to the middle of the bed, and I quickly kicked my pants from around my ankles, taking a second to remove my socks before I joined her.
At the last second, I remembered to grab a rubber from my wallet. I tossed it onto her nightstand, then studied her as she reclined against the pillows. I climbed onto the bed, and settled over her, holding myself up on one arm to keep my weight from crushing her.
She reached for me and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me in for a kiss that rocked my fucking world. She licked and nipped along my bottom lip, the slipped her tongue inside to duel with mine. At one point, she managed to suck my tongue into her mouth, mimicking the way she’d sucked my cock down her throat. That shit got to me, and I almost came on the spot.
I tore my mouth from hers, panting, and she flashed a wicked smile before reaching between our bodies to stroke me with her velvety soft hand. Her thumb swirled around the tip, gathering the pre-cum and using that to ease the way. I swore asshe hit a particularly sensitive spot, making my body buck and my fucking toes curl against the mattress.
“You’re gonna be the fuckin’ death of me, sugar,” I warned, then decided that turnabout was fair fucking play.
I scooted down her body, spreading her thighs and burying my face in the sweetest pussy I’d ever tasted. She cried out and her hands immediately clasped my head. I wasn’t sure if she was trying to hold me close or push me away until her fingers speared through my hair, giving her leverage to rock her hips against me.
“That’s it, ride my face,” I ordered. My words were muffled, but she heard them and thrust her hips faster. I speared her with my tongue, fucking into her cunt and licking every drop of her sweet arousal. Her juices quickly soaked my beard as I feasted on her. Her hard little clit peaked out from its hood, begging for attention, and I was happy to oblige. I wrapped my lips around it and sucked, then slid two fingers inside her tight channel.
“God, Dante, yes, right there, love. Oh God, right there,” she begged as I curled my fingers and brushed against her G-spot. She got even wetter, her sweet cream coating my fingers and making the most erotically obscene sounds in the quiet of the room. I kept it up until she was thrashing her head from side to side on her pillow, almost mindless with need.
I knew she needed a little push to fly over the edge, so I nipped at her clit, grazing it with my teeth and gently tugging on it. With a sharp cry, her body stiffened, then shook as waves of pleasure crashed through her.
Her fingers clenched in my hair to the point of pain, but I didn’t move as I let her float back down.
“Oh my fucking God,” she breathed raggedly, releasing her grip on my hair and running her fingers over my scalp soothingly. I surged up and over her body, swooping in for a kiss before she could say another word. She moaned, and I knew she was tasting her own tangy sweetness on my tongue.
I notched the head of my dick against her slippery core, nudging against her until I slid inside. I felt a moment of pure ecstasy before I realized I hadn’t wrapped my goddamned cock. I groaned as I reluctantly pulled out, and Ella cried out as she reached for me.
“I’m sorry, sugar. Give me a second, I forgot the damned rubber.” I reached for the packet on the nightstand and tore it open with my teeth, then suited up faster than I think I ever had in my life. In seconds, I was thrusting back inside her, with Ella’s legs wrapped around my waist like she was never letting go.
I slammed into her over and over again, my thrusts so powerful that she had to brace one hand against the headboard to keep from sliding up the mattress. I got to my knees, and leaned over her, not breaking the connection as I grabbed onto the top of the headboard for leverage and pounded into her again.
“I can’t get enough of you, sugar. I want to be buried so deep inside you that you can’t breathe without feeling me there.”
