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“Do you like risks, Elijah?”
His smirk gave me all the reassurance I needed, even if he felt he needed to reply.
“Well, of course,” he said, making sure I understood the words he felt.
The need to detonate grew within, as he pushed me back, kissing me gently, keeping a connection between us. His kisses travelled down my clothing, across my curves, until he reached the desired destination of my jeans. As his hands reached the top button, his eyes questioned me, waiting until he saw my nod, and he slowly slipped the buttons undone. He shimmied my jeans over my arse, lifting it slightly above the snooker table, so he could help in the descent to pool in a puddle by the side of us. I thought he looked obsessed before, but it was if I had uncovered another layer to him. The restriction that the trousers had provided disappeared, the moment he saw I had a little thong on, and his fingers were immediately drawn to play with it. They toyed the silk under the edges against my skin, teasing the descent in direction.
“Shall I?”
A mixture of respect and admiration burst from within, checking at each stage if I was happy. He didn’t know my experience and I wasn’t going to shout it from the rooftops, but he cared to check I was all right. There was this connection so intense and meaningful between us both he didn’t want to ruin the moment.
“Yes, Elijah, I want you. All of you.”
Biting my lip hard, I attempted to grab an eye full of his full body, from the position I had succumbed to. The tell-tale lick of his tongue, as he coated his lips, told me I had a ignited a dominate sensation of need within him.
“Do you know how much I want to take that lip of yours between my teeth? I won’t, as I have something else I want to devour on more.”
My breath hitched at his implications.
“Expectations, Elijah. Let’s raise the cue bar, shall we?”
Thirty-Four
Elijah
The restraint had welland truly snapped. Harlow and I had intended at first to discuss this indescribable chemistry between the pair of us and where we wanted it to go. Plans and actions were two separate things and her indecisive moves made sure I couldn’t resist the signals she gave me.
My blatant attempt to save face and cool the situation was worthless to both of us. My voice couldn’t even hold its tempo in a straight line, let alone convey the message, as my body betrayed every word spoken. Thankfully, Harlow could see exactly what was happening and took charge. I’d never been more grateful of a decision before. Not having to leave and having the risk of someone seeing us. Instead, I could play the risk of seeing her creamy skin, as it taunted me. I twirled my fingers under the silk strings on her thong, with her permission granted, I took that as the ultimate decision to see what wonders laid beneath. Was she bare for me, or did she have a landing strip? My throbbing cock twitched at the thought as I bent down and slid the delicate material down her legs and saw the complete bareness in front of me.
“Completely stunning.”
As the material caught on her shoes, she kicked them off with a giggle. Not caring about the circumstances, well in a moment, I hoped I would shuffle them to a moan. I bobbed my head back up, putting my weight against her as I took one sweep of her pussy with my tongue.
“Tastes as good as you look,” I mumbled against her folds.
Her moan was present as I leant forward and grasped her top, eager for her to taste herself on my mouth. Never had something been so sexy before. My hands were desperate to touch her as she screamed out to me, but my cock was on the verge of ripping the seams within my jeans if I didn’t release it soon from the tight restraints. I didn’t fancy having to deal with that situation. I never understood why I tended to favour skinny jeans to be honest, but Harlow seemed to be enjoying the view that’s for certain. The ache of relief as I undid my belt, and the metal clinked against the buttons, sent a shiver along my spine. My cock was as hard as steel, no wonder with the beauty before my eyes. It didn’t stop her from pulling herself onto her elbows and start to undo the buttons on her top. Impatient for certain. Giving me prime access to the pert, perfect handfuls of her breasts.
How had I got so lucky?
Leaning over, my cock pushed against her warm skin, as I pinched and teased her nipples, listening to her moan in delight. Her body reacting to the signals I kept sending her, until her breathing became more irregular, and her nails began to scratch down my back, trying to create a friction for her release. Harlow’s body began to rock, and her hair splayed behind her as my finger entered her slick, wet pussy, pushing her higher to oblivion and I arched them to find that sweet spot. The need to take her body higher as, she bites on my shoulder at the intensity, trying to muffle my name. Her next word made my cock scream as she demanded a request of needing, “more.”
I never had my Harlow as a direct commander in a sexual manner, but she seemed to enjoy proving me wrong. I couldn’t deny that I had thought that it had a lovely ring to it… my girl. I grabbed a condom and sheathed myself, making sure my eyes connected with hers. I yearned to see the moment our bodies bonded as one. The unspeakable connection as we united our souls. Her gaze was attached to me, unable to falter, as I lined myself up at her entrance.
“Harlow, are you certain?”
“Elijah, fuck me now.”
As soon as she had said the words and the sass left her mouth, I filled her pussy to the hilt. Her eyes widened as she adjusted to the thick girth I sported. Holding each other tight, I let her have a few moments.
“Harlow, I need to move, or I am going to shoot my load already, you’re so tight, baby.”
Controlled and slow at first, I moved in and out, taking my cock fully to the brim and filling her. Her pants were hard and rapid, I could tell her orgasm wouldn’t take long, so I changed the pace and momentum. I wanted her to explode alongside me. With my thrusts becoming faster and her moans louder, she grabbed my shoulder to create more friction as I started to thrum along her bud. Just as her explosion was on the waves, I felt the familiar tightening occur within my balls. I pinched one of her nipples, causing her to fly over the edge with me. I couldn’t have held on as my cock was squeezed dry by her pussy walls and I was spent, but something had changed between us when we looked at one another. A shared delicate kiss, a promise made between one another and the start of something new, as we heard movement in the corridor outside. Disturbed by the thought of someone walking in and catching us both naked spread across the table, we began to get dressed quickly.
I went to dispose of the condom in the bathroom down the hall to be met with a hands-on hips, half-dressed Harlow.
“Where’s my underwear, Elijah?”
I couldn’t have helped the smirk, no matter how hard I tried.
