One brush of her fingertips along the underside of my cock, and I was damn close to exploding.
“Fuck.” I pushed myself harder against her hand.
“Not yet.” She laughed, only to do her little finger trick again. It sent an electric hot bolt down my spine.
“Let’s leave that for later.” I groaned and pulled her hands up to the shower rail. “Hold onto that.”
“But I want to-”
“Hands on the damn rail, Cordelia.”
“Fine,” she huffed.
I let my hands explore her body. Her eyes fell shut and her breath hitched as my fingertips coasted down her wet skin. Her stomach trembled when I dragged my thumbs over her peaking nipples, and her thighs twitched when my hands slid over her hip bones. All the while, those damn cute little sounds slipped from her lips.
It was fucking fascinating, the ways she reacted to me.
Part of me still couldn’t believe that I was allowed to touch her like this. How on earth had I gotten lucky enough to be the one she wanted?
I kissed my way from her collar bone down her chest and the dip of her navel. When I sank to my knees, Cordelia’s eyes fluttered open a little, and she looked down at me through her thick lashes. Her eyes dark blue and her cheeks bright pink.
I tilted my chin in a silent question and she nodded.Alright? Alright.
With that, I ran my hands up curved calves and thighs, so fucking perfect. “Spread your legs.”
“I feel like, if you have to tell me to spread them, you’re doing something wrong.”
“Have it your way,” I chuckled and grabbed hold of her knee. I yanked it up and over my shoulder, prompting Cordelia to yelp and grapple for a better hold on the rail. I bit the inside of her thigh before she could steady herself and she squeaked and jerked. If it hadn’t been for my hands around her hips, digging into her ass, she would have toppled over.
“Asshole,” she hissed and crinkled her nose.
I bit her again, gentler this time, dragging my teeth over her soft flesh. The muscles between her legs twitched, her perfect pink pussy pulsing in anticipation. “Don’t talk like a brat if you can’t handle the consequences, zhizn’ moya.”
“I don’t have much of a choice when you take so long. I just want you to- fuck.”
She shivered around me after I caught the sensitive skin right above her pussy between my teeth. “You don’t want to wait? Then ask for what you want.”
“Eat me out,” she huffed, chest rising and falling fast.
“Ask nicely.” I grinned at her scowl. Impatient little thing. I was struggling to hold out myself. The scent of her arousal clouded my senses until nothing but her twitching pussy filtered through. My dick was rock hard and ready to claim her. But I waited, even when she wriggled, even when she let out a frustrated moan that pulsed right through my cock.
“For god’s sake, fine,” she whined, “eat me out,please.”
“You can do better than that.”
She squirmed, thighs twitching.
“Can you please fuck me with your tongue? Please.”
“That’s my girl.”
I buried my face between her thighs, parted her lips with my tongue and lapped up every delicious drop of arousal. Her hips bucked against me, meeting every hungry stroke of my tongue. I flicked it against her and thrust into her. And I savored every moan and every twitch of her muscles around me.
“More, please, more,” she whimpered while I sucked on her clit until it was swollen red.
“Since you begged so beautifully.” I leaned back just enough to watch her pussy flutter when I sank a single finger into her in one quick stroke. Cordelia choked on her voice and her entrance gripped me tight enough to stop me from moving. Eyes torn open, she glanced down. Mouth ajar, but no more words coming out, just small breathy moans.
I rolled my thumb over her clit and her hips shuddered, just enough to give my finger a little leeway. Her walls pulsed around me with every small thrust, gripping me tight each time I was down to the knuckle.