CHAPTER 13
EZRA
Rough hands slide up the inside of my thighs and push my legs open. My hips wiggle slightly even though I have no idea why. My eyelids flutter, but I can’t quite pry them open completely. Not when it’ll be so much sweeter to slip back into sleep.
In my dreams is where those rough hands are gliding along my skin. I think. I’m pretty sure.
“Fucking gorgeous,” the words are rumbled against my skin.
I can feel the vibrations of his voice travel through my body. It feels so real. So real.
“Titus,” I moan softly and he grunts against my slick flesh in reply.
His tongue slides between my pussy lips, spreading me open and tasting me. When he sucks my clit into his mouth, my eyes open wide as I suck in a sharp breath. Gray eyes are looking up at me from between my spread thighs.
The sight is hotter than anything I’ve ever seen before. His shoulders are wide and his eyes are filled with heat. When his fingers dig into my thighs, like he’s barely holding onto the last shred of his control, I fucking gush.
He makes a sound which is half feral, half delight. When he spears me with his tongue, lapping at every bit of my arousal, my hips jolt. I love the feel of his large hands pinning me to the bed and holding me exactly where he wants me.
The intensity he eats me with is almost too much. He’s starving for me and doesn’t try to hide it.
My back arches while every swipe of his tongue, up and down my slit and then around my pulsing clit, pushes me closer and closer to the edge. When I’m teetering on the edge of bliss, about to fall over, I gasp out his name.
He growls against my damp flesh while plunging two fingers deep inside me. He turns his hand slightly and curls his fingers just right.
The tips of my fingers slide over the short hair on the top of his head. When I can’t grip anything there, my hands slide to thenape if his neck and my nails dig in. He groans in such a way that tells me he likes the bite of pain.
I’m more than willing to give him what he likes.
When his teeth scrape across my clit again, my back bows and I make a choked sound that is part yelp and all satisfaction. I come hard, the wet sound of his fingers sliding in and out of me, prolonging my pleasure, fills the room.
My body locks up and I stop breathing for a moment, the thread of how good it feels stretching, pulling, going taut. He makes little snarfing sounds that are both a little much and the last thing that should be sexy. And yet, it is.
He’s clearly enjoying his meal.
“Fucking delicious,” he rumbles as he slides up my body.
Once his hips settle between mine, he pulls his fingers free of my pussy and grips the base of his cock after sliding a condom into place. The crown slides up and down my slit until it finds my opening. He slides inside of me slowly, making me feel every inch of him.
“Titus,” I moan, my limbs wrapping around him, clinging to him, wanting him closer. “Yes, please.”
“You take my cock so well,” he groans the words in such a way that they sound almost painful.
“Fucking hell,” my words are breathless, “I can’t take it when you get all dirty mouthed on me.”
I can feel myself gushing around his length. His movements are forceful, like he wants to ensure I feel every inch of him. And I fucking do.
The chuckle that comes out of him is deep and I feel it where my tits are pressed against him. My hard nipples scrape against his skin, raking against the ink covering his chest. The ridges of his abs press against me, our bodies plastered to each other, feeling it all.
His hips roll and I meet his thrusts while moans and whimpers fall from my lips. My back arches with the need to be closer. I’m craving it.
“Fuck, you’re so damn tight,” he grits out. My walls squeeze around him, something ragged in his words stroking me like a caress. “Yes, just like that,” he pants.
My half-lidded eyes take him in, the way he looms over me, the way he cages me against the bed and makes it feel like he’s surrounding me completely.
“Such a good girl for me, Teach,” he rasps.
It’s almost too much. My eyes roll back in my head. I’ve only read about that ‘good girl’ thing, but hearing it? Yeah, I’m all in.
