He gave me his lazy smile. “Does that displease you, my Flower?”
“Nothing you do displeases me.”
I sucked him back into my mouth, and he tilted his head back. The moan he let out had me dripping. I already wanted to climb on top of him and ride him.
I continued my strokes, savoring the feel of the smooth skin of his cock in my mouth. He slid his hand into my hair and began pushing me down on him further. I tried hard not to choke, but, like always, he could barely fit himself halfway before I gagged. He pulled out.
“I’m sorry,” I breathed, my apology causing him to grab my cheeks with his right hand, forcing me to look at him.
“You have nothing to be sorry for, Lena. Certainly, never in regard to sex.” He released my face and dragged his thumb against my lips. “Ride me.”
He didn’t have to ask twice. I climbed on top of him, his hands gripping my waist, and I guided him inside me, my arousal soaking the tip of him.
He didn’t ease in, not this time. He slammed into me with all his might, and I cried out as I collapsed onto his chest.
“Keep quiet,” he murmured in my ear as he began fucking me. “As much as I enjoy hearing you scream, I’ll be thoroughly pissed if we have to stop.”
I bit down on his neck, sucking in his skin. He groaned with pleasure while continuing to slide himself in and out.
“Gods, Lena, you are so wet.”
He slowed his pace, pulling out completely before slowly pushing himself back in. I couldn’t hold in my moaning; it just felt too fucking good. But I tried to keep it as quiet as I could. After a few moments, I couldn’t take the slow-paced torture. I sat myself up and ground against him before moving my ass up and down. He hissed, and his eyes rolled back.
I appreciated the view while I bounced on him. His Adam’s apple protruded with his head lying back, and sweat dripped down his perfectly formed abs. I watched his breaths stagger, his stomach flexing as I drew out his pleasure.
It was of great effort to keep my magic contained; the electricity building inside me from the sight of him, for my love of him, was sending sparks throughout my body.
He was so fucking handsome. More handsome and perfect than anyone imaginable. I began rubbing my clit as I bounced up and down, and Silas admired me with dilated pupils, his eyes half-lidded. Then, a dark grin appeared on his face.
“I need to taste you, Lena.”
“Silas—”
He sat up and flipped us around, my back now against the mattress and Silas in between my thighs. I couldn’t object; I wanted it just as bad.
My legs were spread entirely as he began kissing down the sides of my thighs. My back couldn’t help but arch. Fuck, his teasing was driving me wild. I could feel his hot breath against my clit, and then he licked against the sides of me.
My heart was beating so fast. “Quill…” I breathed.
In a flash, he dragged his tongue down my center, and I covered my mouth as a loud moan escaped me. He licked around and around, then brought his focus to the bundle of nerves, flicking his tongue rapidly.
Fucking hell.
It never got old. In fact, it had only gotten better with time as we had both learned how to best please each other. I took my free hand and ran it through his hair, gripping hard. The noises he was making while devouring me were about to send me over the edge.
“Do you know how lovely you taste, Flower?” he mumbled against my sex. A moan deep from my chest came out at those words, and I felt him smile against me before continuing to eat my pussy. My left hand joined the other, both of them now tangled in his jet-black waves. I began grinding myself against his face, and he growled in response.
I never wanted this to end. But my orgasm was building, and I didn’t want to deny it.
Silas plunged two fingers into me, his eyes trailing over me with pure lust, and my body melted.
“You are so beautiful, naked in the moonlight, Lena. I could look at this view forever.” He curved his fingers upwards, them hitting a sensitive spot, and electricity internally erupted at the feeling of it. I cried out, and his tongue circled my clit as my body shattered into a million pieces, the release so pleasant I was wailing into my palm.
Huffing, he plunged himself into me, and the feel of his cock inside me after an orgasm was just what I needed. He began pumping his hips, sliding in and out, and I wrapped my arms and legs around his torso.
“Silas, you feel so good,” I moaned, my eyes fluttering shut at the delicious pleasure. Silas pressed his thumb against my clit and started making circles, and my moans only got louder. “It’s so hard to be quiet.”
“I know,” he panted. He moved his thumb faster, keeping a perfect pace as his cock stretched me.
