With the green light to go full speed ahead, I slide both straps down until her breasts pop free, her dark nipples already pebbled to hardened points in the cool air. They beckon me forward and I can’t help myself – I lean down to take one into my mouth, my tongue stroking the sensitive peak as my lips close around it. Elsie gasps and sinks one of her hands into my hair, holding me against her. I slide an arm around her waist and grab her ass, pulling her close as I suck and bite at her nipple, then switch to the other side to give them equal attention.
“Declan,” Elsie moans, and it’s nearly my undoing. I make my way up her chest to her throat, planting soft, wet kisses as I go. When I reach the hollow at the base of her throat, where her neck meets hershoulder, just my breath on the sensitive skin there makes Elsie give a full-body shiver.
Good to know.
I pay the spot special attention with my lips and tongue as I grip her bodysuit and slide it further down her body. It’s not easy; the wet material resists and clings to her body, but I manage to work it down her hips and I peel it off, taking her pale pink, silk panties with it.
Like a gift sent straight from the heavens, if I were to believe in that sort of thing, Elsie stands naked in front of me, completely unabashed. I drink in the sight of her, all long limbs and subtle curves. Her skin is smooth and lightly tanned from time spent outside in the sun, though a band around her breasts and her bikini area are paler than the rest of her. She’s stunning and perfect and somehow, at least in this moment, all fucking mine.
My eyes snag on the spot between her thighs, where a light smattering of brown hair begs for my attention. I would drop to my knees and bury my face there right now, but Elsie surprises me by grabbing the waistband of my jeans and pulling the material down over my hips.
We’ve hardly said a word, too distracted by the revealing of skin and my mouth on her body. Elsie crouches down and pulls my jeans and boxer briefs down my legs. My cock springs free, standing at attention dangerously close to her face. I tip my head back and shut my eyes, needing a few moments to compose myself.
I think I’m in the clear when I hear Elsie stand back up, but the squeeze of her hand around my hard cock has my eyes snapping back open immediately.
“Fuck,” I hiss out between clenched teeth. Her skin is soft against mine, but she grips me hard enough to create the perfect amount of friction as she strokes her hand up my shaft and back down again. Her touch alone is enough to have my hips jerking toward her, butthen my sweet girl leans in and closes her teeth around the barbell in my left nipple and tugs slightly, eliciting a groan from deep in my chest. When she runs her tongue over the metal bar and sucks it into her mouth, I clamp my hand down on her hand that’s still stroking my cock.
“Bedroom,” I growl. “Where is it?”
Elsie tugs on the piercing once more, then releases it. “Through the living room,” she says, still working my cock with slow, measured strokes. “The door on the right.”
I grip Elsie behind her thighs and lift her, and she immediately winds her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. We both suck in a shocked breath when my first step jostles her, causing her slick heat to settle against my cock, trapping it between us. I feel each excruciating slide of her against me as I carry her through the house to her bedroom, and judging by the way her breathing speeds up, I must be hitting her clit from this position.
She grinds down on me as I kick open the cracked door to her bedroom. If she keeps it up, I’m going to blow my load across her stomach before I even get the chance to be inside her.
I stalk forward until my knees bump against the side of Elsie’s bed, and I toss her down onto it. With her toned body stretched out across the pale blue comforter and her damp hair snaking down around her arms, she’s the most stunning thing I’ve ever seen.
I want to devour her.
“You’re going to come on my mouth,” I tell her, already sinking to my knees beside the bed. “And then I’m going to be so deep inside you, you’ll feel each stroke of my cock with every step you take tomorrow.”
“Yes,” she breathes, and like a goddamn miracle, her thighs fall open in front of me. The sight of her wet pussy spread before me has me nearly swallowing my tongue again.
I grab Elsie by the hips and tug her closer, until her ass cheeks rest against the edge of the bed. She props herself up on her elbows and watches as I grip her knees in my hands, holding them flat against the bed so she’s spread open as much as she possibly can be for me. When I glance up at her, I notice her cheeks are tinged pink, but she doesn’t squirm or try to stop me.
“What a pretty pussy,” I croon, my focus now on the spread lips in front of me. “It’s going to look even prettier with my cock buried inside it.” A low whimper slips past Elsie’s lips and I grin up at her. “But first, I need to know what you taste like when you come.”
I lean in and lick Elsie’s center in a long, teasing stroke, and her hips buck against my face. She tastes fucking perfect, and it takes every ounce of my restraint not to feast on her. Instead I tease her, with feather-light strokes of my tongue and nipping kisses that are close, but not quite where she needs me.
She squirms against my hold, and I grin against her when she whines, “Declan.”
“Something the matter?”
“Please,” she begs. I plant a soft kiss on her inner thigh instead.
“Gonna need you to be a bit more specific,” I tell her, moving my attention to her other thigh. When she huffs out an annoyed breath, I nip at the soft skin there.
“Use your words,” I instruct her.
“Make me come,” she demands, and fuck if it isn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever heard leave her mouth.
“How should I do that?” Some primal part of me needs to hear her say the words. I need to hear that she’s as far gone as I am.
“Use your tongue,” she begs. “Make me come with your mouth and then fuck me.Please.”
Fuck, how could a man say no to that?
“I’ve got you, baby.”
