Page 14 of Blow Me Away
“Take a picture,” she taunted, her voice raspy from excitement. “It’ll last longer.”
“My sweet huracà,” he said as he moved to kneel between her legs, lining his face up with her cunt as he looked up at her. “I don’t need to. Trust me, this delicious pussy of yours isn’t something I’m bound to forget.”
Before she could utter a remark, his mouth was on her, his tongue running up her slit as her head fell backwards and her back arched, pressing herself against him. Cooper slogged his tongue against her clit, taking his time with her as she fisted his hair in one of her hands.
His nails dug into her thighs that had found their way over his shoulders, his tongue now slipping inside her with careful strokes. Elliott was squirming, moving her hips to get him exactly where she wanted him. Without warning, Cooper slid two fingers into her pussy, her walls clenching around them as he licked and sucked on that sensitive bundle of nerves.
Just as she was about to come undone, Cooper retreated, leaving her to whimper before she groaned in disappointment. Pushing herself up on her elbows, her heels now resting on the table, she looked at him with narrow eyes as he slowly licked his lips, watching her.
“I thought I said no more edging,” Elliott reminded him, her cheeks flush from arousal and frustration.
“You did,” he told her as he began backing away towards the front door, his eyes never leaving hers, “but I didn’t agree to it.”
Cooper grabbed his denim jacket off the hook by Benjamin’s front door, holding it up for her to slip her arms into. She jumped off the table, pulling her skirt back down and readjusting her panties before she approached him. Even though she was beyond flustered, a small smile still came to her face as he helped her put on his jacket.
He spun her around, so they were facing each other, resting his hands on her hips as he gave her a slow, sensual kiss. Breaking apart, he placed a kiss on her forehead before kissing the tip of her nose and opening the door for her to walk out to his bike.
The twenty-minute drive back to her place was torture; Elliott wanted nothing more than to straddle him, tease him, edge him like he had her. She wasn’t used to sharing power, fighting for control, and Cooper challenged her.
It wasn’t until that night he cuffed her she realized just how much she enjoyed their cat-and-mouse game. How much she enjoyed the push and pull.
How much of a turn-on it was to be told what to do. To be dominated.
Still aroused from Cooper eating her out on the kitchen table like she was his meal, she grew spry. With a small smile on her face, she slowly moved one of her hands down towards his crotch, her other arm still wrapped around his waist as he sped down the side streets.
He was still hard through his jeans as she palmed him gently and she heard his groan, loud enough to cut through the wind that whipped around them. Cooper slowed down, driving his bike with one hand as he grabbed her wrist, forcing her arm back around his waist.
A couple minutes later, they pulled up outside of her place and he wasted no time in turning off the bike. Elliott hastily climbed off, fumbling with the strap under her chin on his bike helmet, when he gripped both of her wrists and pulled her hands away.
“Next time,” he said as he undid the strap for her, pulling the helmet off her head. Once the helmet was sitting on his seat, Cooper wrapped one hand gently around her throat as he finished by saying, “we’re taking your car.”
His lips were on hers immediately, his tongue finding its way into her mouth as they fought for control. Her arms wrapped around his neck as his hands moved down to grip the back of her thighs and she jumped up, her legs now tightly around his hips as he carried her over to the door, never breaking their kiss.
He fumbled with the handle for a moment before finally getting it open. Cooper used her back to close the door, pushing her firmly against it as her hands worked their way through his brown hair and pulling gently, a moan slipping past his lips as he kissed her with more urgency.
Cooper carried her up the stairs and to her room, practically throwing her down on her bed. They began to hastily undress, shirts and pants being thrown across the room in quick succession. He stopped for a moment, now only in his boxers, and stared down at Elliott—at the girl who was slowly stealing his heart.
She’s so perfect, he thought as his eyes trailed down her body before finding their way back up to her eyes.So beautiful.
“Are you going to keep staring,” she taunted again, “or are you going to finish what you started?”
“You and I both know I’m going to finish what I started,” he told her as he climbed onto the bed and stripped her of her black lace panties, “but I want to watch you first.”
Elliott observed him as he slid off the bed and walked over to her closet. An excited feeling came over her as she readjusted herself, letting a hand slip down her stomach and settle between her legs to rub herself while she waited. Cooper came out a moment later with her vibrator in hand and a small smirk on his lips.
“Now, my little huracà,” he said as he climbed back onto the bed, spreading her legs apart as he slowly teased a finger up and down her slit, “I want to see you come undone for me, and I want you to look at me as you do.”
Not giving her an opportunity to reply, he slipped two fingers inside of her and curved them to hit that sensitive spot that made her clench. His own arousal grew as her back arched, and a breathy‘fuck’slipped past her perfectly plump lips.
Setting the vibrator against her clit, he turned it on and smiled as she squirmed. Elliott’s hands were now above her head, pushing against the headboard. Her hands were fisting the pillow under her head and the comforter that lay beneath her.
She tried to fight it, but her arousal from before hadn’t died down and she found herself close to coming undone. She moved her hips against him, working his fingers deeper inside her as her eyes closed on their own accord.
“What did I say?” Cooper asked with lust and authority lacing his voice as he stopped working his fingers around inside of her pussy and pulled the vibrator away so she’d look up at him. He couldn’t hide his smile as he took in the amount of lust her own eyes held. “You look at me when you come, huracà.”
He moved his fingers again as the vibrator reconnected with that swollen bundle of nerves, and her fists tightened on the sheets as she fought her instinct to throw her head back in ecstasy. As her orgasm ripped through her, she stared into Cooper’s eyes as her legs shook and her pussy clenched around his fingers.
“Fuck,” she moaned as she maintained eye contact, squirming more as the vibrator prolonged her orgasm and made her shake intensely.
