Page 71 of One More Shot
Four simple words.
And they go straight to my dick.
‘Eliott…’ My voice is a low rasp.
She shifts again in her bed. ‘If I was there,’ she continues, either oblivious to the torture she’s currently putting me through, or just perfectly fine with it. ‘Would I be the right person?’
I swallow. ‘You’re the only person.’
She bites her lip, her gaze lowering for a second, almost out of reflex. ‘So tell me.’
My words choke in my throat. ‘Eliott…’
She drags a hand slowly down her chest, stopping to cupher breast. I watch as she palms at the soft skin through her shirt.
My dick twitches.
‘Tell me,’ she says again, her voice a quiet demand, and it’s one I can’t ignore.
I follow her lead and dip my free hand below the waistband of my sweats. My fingers wrap around my dick and I give myself a gentle squeeze, imagining it’s her soft fingers doing the work.
‘I don’t hear you telling me,’ Eliott says with a teasing grin. ‘Come on, baby. Use your words.’
Like I said, Eliott is going to be the end of me.
A low moan slips from my lips as I rub my thumb over my head. ‘If you were here, I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off you.’ I let my head loll back and my eyes flutter shut, imagining Eliott climbing on top of me, her pussy sliding against my dick. ‘I want to feel you.Everypart of you. Your tits—’
My eyes snap open just in time to watch as she squeezes one of her breasts.
‘You like it when I play with your tits, baby?’
She nods.
‘When I suck your perfect nipples?’
‘God…’
‘Suck your fingers for me, baby.’
She doesn’t hesitate. My dick twitches impatiently as shetakes her free hand and runs her tongue along two of her fingers. She doesn’t break eye contact with me as she does it, and I let out another, deeper moan.
‘Imagine that’s my tongue.’
The sounds of her moans intermix with mine as she brings her wet fingers back to her breast and starts playing with her nipple.
‘Dane…’
‘I want to taste you. Ineedto taste you.’ Need to feel her thighs against my cheeks, squeezing every last breath out of me as my tongue runs along her dripping lips. ‘You want that, baby? You want me to fuck you with my tongue?’
‘Jesus fuck. Ye—No.’ She shakes her head forcefully. ‘No.’
I raise a brow. ‘No?’
She meets my eye again. ‘I wantyou. Ineedyou to fuck me with yourdick.’
I grin and curl my fingers tighter around myself. ‘But I want to take my time with you.’
I want to savour every moment. To spend so much time slowly working my way down Eliott’s body that every inch of it becomes ingrained in my mind.
