I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head as a shudder moved through me. My pussy throbbed, and a familiar feeling took hold. I was close.
“Please,” I whimpered out.
“Do you like it, baby? Do you like it when I play with you?”
I nodded, unable to form any more words. Ifuckingloved it. I didn’t want it to end.
“Please.”
I felt his fingers probe at my entrance, and my legs automatically widened to make it easier for him.
“Fuck, baby. You taste so good. I fucking knew you would be like this.”
He did?
Did that mean he had been thinking about me before this?
He shoved one thick finger inside me.
“Oh hell,” I moaned out, the sound seeming to bounce off the bedroom walls, echoing in the small space surrounding us.
He chuckled as I clenched down on him, just as he moved his finger, fucking me with it.
I ground my hips against him, wanting more of that delicious friction.
“Fuck, baby. That’s it. Do you know how fucking sexy you look like this?”
He moved down and sucked on my clit before I could say anything. My back bowed as all my focus centered on what he was doing to me.
Tears stung my eyes as he quickened the movement of his finger. It was too much. Too much. I shook my head, my grip on his hair tightening every time I felt him push back inside me.
Arousal gushed out from that, and I heard him let out a soft curse as his movements became even more brutal.
I shot off with a boom.
The feeling came unexpectedly.
One moment, I didn’t think I could take any more, and the next, it felt like I was plunging headfirst into a deep, dark abyss.
My heart felt like it was on the verge of shattering, and I thought I might have blacked out for a moment or two. I wasn’t sure. All I knew was that by the time I became aware of my surroundings once more, Elio’s finger was no longer inside me, but his mouth was still on my clit, his tongue lapping over the swollen bundle of nerves.
I shook from the sensation as he moved his mouth down and greedily ate me out, as if he had been stuck on an island for days and I was the first meal he’d encountered.
My head fell back against the pillow, and I closed my eyes.
He took my drenched lips between his teeth, gently nibbling on them. My muscles convulsed as he let go and started to kiss his way up until he reached my mouth.
He pressed a hard kiss against my lips as he settled between my legs. I whimpered when I felt something hard brush upagainst my inner thigh. I wasn’t naïve enough to not know what that was.
He reached over to one of the drawers from the bedside table, pulling out a pack of condoms. I tried not to think about why he had those there.
I might have been lying about my past sexual experience, but Elio didn’t need to say anything for me to know he was experienced. It also didn’t help that I had seen him leave a party with another woman before.
I quickly shook away the thought.
He had a past.
I knew that and accepted it.
