Page 15 of Blow Me Away
“That’s my good girl,” he purred, his voice thick with arousal.
He slowly slid his fingers out of her and turned off the vibrator, not breaking eye contact as she sat up and reached for his hand, taking his fingers that were covered in her own cum into her mouth. Cooper couldn’t stop the moan that escaped his lips at the sight of her.
Elliott grabbed him by the shoulders, pushing him down so he was now laying on his back. Cooper let the vibrator fall from his hand and onto the floor as she pulled down his boxers and tossed them aside.
She wasted no time in taking him into her mouth, watching as his head fell back against the mattress. Elliott ran her tongue along the bottom of his cock, her free hand wrapping around it as she moved it and her head in rhythm. One of Cooper’s hands found its way into her hair, holding it aside as he watched her work.
She circled her tongue along his head, assured as his dick twitched slightly at the feeling. Picking up her pace, she pressed her tongue a little harder into the underside of him while her free hand came up to play with his balls.
“Fuck, huracà,” he groaned, his grip in her hair tightening, “just like that.”
Instead, she moved her head up and down him swiftly, his cock now hitting the back of her throat as her hand worked him quicker than her mouth did. He was now pushing her head down, keeping her down against the base of his shaft as she gagged.
Without warning, he pulled her away and flipped her over, her chest flat against the mattress as he hiked her ass up so she was kneeling before him. Cooper gripped her hips tightly, his nails digging into her slick flesh as he slammed into her and they both released a moan at the same time at the feel of his cock inside of her.
“Oh my god,” she moaned, burying her face into the pillow as she gripped onto it tightly.
“Tell me how you want it,” Cooper breathed out as he leaned down, biting softly on her earlobe. “Go ahead, huracà, tell me what you want.”
Elliott let out another soft moan at his words, loving the feel of him slowly fucking her but wanting to fulfill her wishes—but she was too far into her own ecstasy to form a coherent thought.
“I said,” he began, fisting a hand into her hair and pulling her head out of the pillow to look at him, “tell me how you want it.”
“Keep doing what you’re doing,” she answered, her voice hoarse. She looked up at him and a small smile came to her face. “But I want you to fuck me harder.”
Cooper quickly closed the gap between them and gave her a hard kiss, biting her bottom lip before releasing his grip on her hair. “Now that can be arranged.”
A scream of surprise escaped her as he crashed into her, his cock hitting her g-spot every time with little effort. She lifted her head up, sliding up onto her elbows before resting on her hands as his own continued to grip her hips, no doubt leaving marks.
“Shit,” Cooper rasped, his voice growing strained as his breathing quickened. “Your pussy feels so good, my little huracà.”
“Your dick feels so good inside my pussy,” she retorted, a grin coming to her face as he groaned his approval and slowed his strokes.
He took his right hand off her hip and leaned forward, finding that still sensitive bundle of nerves and rubbing careful circles there that caused a shudder to run through her. “I want you to come for me, and I want to hear that pretty little mouth of yours say my name while you do.”
“Yes, sir,” she breathed out.
Cooper hesitated for a moment, her words stirring something from deep within him.God, did that sound sexy coming out of her mouth.
He slammed into her once more, both of his hands reaching for her breasts as he pulled her up, her back pressed firmly against his chest as he tweaked her nipples. She threw her head back, resting it on his shoulder as an uncontrollable moan escaped her.
“Rub your clit, huracà,” he demanded, one hand moving to wrap around her throat as his other guided her hand exactly where he wanted it to go. “Play with that pretty pussy of yours and make yourself come.”
“Fuck,” Elliott groaned as she rubbed circles on her clit while he continued to play with her nipples, his grip on her throat tightening slightly, which caused her arousal to skyrocket. “I’m so close.”
Those words were all he needed to hear. He quickly released his grip and pushed her roughly back down, chest first into the mattress, his hands going back to her hips as he dug crescent moons into her skin. Her fists went back to gripping the sheets as moans and cuss words slipped past her lipstick stained mouth.
“Shit,” she forced out through clenched teeth, tilting her head to the side so her words wouldn’t be muffled as she said, “I’m coming. Fuck, Cooper.”
Her legs shook as he slammed into her even harder, causing her to moan his name in quick succession as her walls pulsated around his cock. He moaned at the feeling, continuing his assault on her cunt as he chased his own release.
A few seconds later, he groaned, his strokes slowing in speed but growing in force as he gripped her hips tighter. Quickly slipping out of her, he rested his dick on her backside as he finished, coating her lower back with his cum.
They both collapsed onto the mattress, Cooper on his back staring up at the ceiling as Elliott lay there with her blonde hair slightly covering her face. He reached a hand over and nuzzled it behind her ear, giving her a smile as they both attempted to catch their breath.
“My sweet huracà,” he whispered, his hand lingering on her cheek. “You are something else.”
“I could say the same,” she replied. “I love your dominant side.”
