“Keep that up.” I nip at her neck. “And I’ll take you to the courthouse right now to make it official. Actually, that’s the best idea I’ve ever had. Let’s go.” I set her on her feet, and smooth down her dress before taking a single step toward the exit.
“Don’t you dare take another step,” she says.
“Or what?”
She pushes me gently until my back is against the windows. “I want to fuck my fiancé before you become my husband. It’s on my bucket list.”
“Oh really?” I ask, watching intently as she pulls off her dress and bra and reveals her gorgeous body.
“Really. I always wanted to fuck you with just my engagement ring on.” She sinks to her knees. “And to give you a blow job.”
I grip her hair in my right hand. “And after?”
“We’re going to the courthouse and then I’ll fuck you again, but this time as my husband.” She takes me into her mouth, all wet and hot and slow in a way that’s made to torture me. My knees buckle, and I lean heavily on the window. Tilting my head to the ceiling, I shut my eyes, lost in pleasure. Her hand grips the base of my cock as her tongue swirls around the head.
She pulls back and the cold air of the room hits my dick.
“This,” she says, “is the only time your fiancée is going to suck your dick. I want you to watch me.”
I snap my gaze to hers, anchoring myself in her stormy green eyes. She nods in approval and trails soft kisses down my length, nipping me with her teeth every now and again, driving me wild with need. She palms my balls, the underside of her ring cooler than the rest of her hand. Oh, shit. The reminder that my fiancée is here, getting me off, slides me right to the edge of an orgasm. I should be unnerved that the base of my spine is already tingling, and it hasn’t even been a minute with Elodie’s mouth on me.
I tug on her hair, and my dick pops out of her mouth with an obscenely sexy sound. “I’m about to come.”
“That was the point.” She grins and guides me back into her mouth.
I huff out a laugh and pull her to a standing position. “No, I want to come inside my fiancée.”
“But I want you to come in my mouth.”
“You’ll get it.” I switch our positions so that she’s next to the window and spin her around so that she’s facing it. “Hands on the glass. Don’t move them.”
“But—”
I slap her ass. “Do as I say or no orgasm for you.”
She complies, and I slap her ass again just for the hell of it before entering her in one swift motion. She cries out at the tight fit. I take a moment for both of us to adjust, so that I don’t blow my load before she comes.
“Fuck me like you mean it,” she demands, pressing her hips back into mine.
“Challenge accepted.” I pull out and slam back into her.
Her breasts sway with the force of my movements. I’m not gentle; I’m too desperate for that. But her moans are a symphony to my ears. I rub her clit, needing her to get to where I am. It’s a test of my restraint to delay my pleasure, my orgasm. But it’s a test I’m willing to go through if it means I get to feel her pulse around my cock.
Her hips slam into mine, searching for more. I pick up the pace and fuck her harder, giving her everything she wants, everything she needs. My free hand snakes to hers, the one with my ring on it, and I entwine my fingers with her own.
“Come for me,” I demand, pinching her clit with my other hand.
That’s all it takes for her to fall over the edge, and I follow right behind her when she strangles my dick with her orgasm. Bliss unlike anything I’ve ever felt crashes into me. My arms and legs tingle as euphoria takes over, disconnecting my mind from my body.
When I come down from the high, I massage Elodie’s ass before cupping her pussy. “Push out.”
“Wh…what?” she asks, turning her head to look at me over her shoulder.
“I want to see my cum.” I swirl my finger in her abused pussy, and her eyes widen in understanding.
She does as I ask, and when my cum trickles out of her, I catch it on my awaiting finger. Bringing it to her mouth, I say, “You wanted my cum. Here it is.”
She sucks on my finger without hesitation and moans around it. “More,” she demands.