Page 27 of Ezekiel
His fingers plunged in and out of me, pushing me forward. His hand tightened around my wrists, pushing them hard into the pillow above me. My body writhed, bucked, and yearned for more of him.
Just as the beginning vestiges of my orgasm began, he was gone. His hands pulled away, his lips left my nipple.
I sat there panting, confused, near enraged, as the desire radiated through my body, my pulse pounding loudly in my ears.
“Eyes. On. Me.” His words were firm, unyielding. I watched as he pulled his shirt off once more, tugging at the fly of his jeans as he rid himself of his own clothing. My eyes widened as he bared himself. His body was incredible. Lean and strong, his chest covered in a light dusting of curly brown hair. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to run my hands over his body and discover him just as he was discovering me.
My eyes fixated on him, willing myself to not look away. As his pants slid down his body, I couldn’t help my eyes moving lower. His erection was big, hard, and weeping at the tip.
“Do you see how much you turn me on, baby? How hard you make me?” His words teased as he slowly stroked his length, spreading the moisture at the tip around his head and down. I licked my lips.
“Fuck, don’t do that, baby. If you lick your lips, it just makes me think about your lips wrapped around my cock.” He squeezed his length once more, situating himself between my thighs again. He slid the head of his cock between my folds, spreading my wetness. The soft head of his length bumped against my clit, making me groan. My eyes fluttered, almost closing when he growled at me, pulling my attention back to him.
“Zeke, I need you,” I pleaded with him, bucking my hips into his length, willing him to enter me, to take me again.
He nudged my opening, just barely entering before pulling back again. I keened, whining in frustrated need.
“Beg me,” he commanded. My hips shifted underneath him, needing more.
“Please, Zeke. Please take me. Please!” I begged, unashamed and unabashed in my desire for him.
“Fucking hell,” he cursed, sliding into me fully. I winced. It stung, but Lord have mercy, the way he stretched me. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before. He pulled my thighs up, wrapping my legs around him as he drove his cock home, burying himself within my depths.
His mouth found my nipple again, tugging the tip into his mouth and sucking, his teeth grazing until I cried out, arching off the bed. My hands clutched at my dress, willing myself to not give in to temptation and touch him. I needed to touch him; needed to anchor myself to him in the rising wave of pleasure that he built inside of me.
“Please,” I whimpered, my hips rising to meet each of his powerful thrusts.
“Please what?” he urged, moving to the other nipple and worrying it between his teeth.
“Oh, God!” I cried out, my wet heat clenching tighter around his thick length. He picked up speed, thrusting faster and deeper inside of me.
“Please what?!” he shouted. He rose above me, his thrusts stronger as he pulled my hips up into him, slamming into me over and over.
“Please let me touch you!” I nearly screamed. My fingers were sore, clamped down on the material in my hands so tightly in an attempt at restraint.
“No!” he shouted, his hands moving over the length of my body, up over my breasts and down to my hips, where he pulled me into his thrusts again. One hand stayed low, moving between us where we became one. His thumb circled my clit, pushing me higher and farther into pleasure, into that place from which there was no return.
“Zeke, I’m going to… I’m going to…” I trailed off, my breaths coming in short, staccato pants as my thighs trembled around him. I was losing all control, the waves of pleasure matching the speed of his rock-hard member thrusting violently into my core.
“Cum for me, angel. Soak my cock and take me to the heavens with you,” he growled, and I burst into a million pieces around him. My back arched off the bed as I screamed his name; so far gone, I almost didn’t hear him scream his release in response, but I certainly felt him. He rammed his cock deep inside me, stretching me to my limit, and held it there as he came hard. I could feel him pulsating rhythmically, and the sensation of him filling me with his hot seed was almost enough to make me cum once more. I shuddered around him with aftershocks, and my head fell back against the pillow as I lost all sense of time and self.
Long moments passed before I felt his thumbs brushing over the apples of my cheeks. I blinked rapidly, realizing he was wiping away my tears. Why was I crying?
“I.. I don’t know why I’m crying,” I stuttered out, trying to remember how to speak at all.
“Come here.” Gone were his harsh words and growled commands, leaving nothing but kind and calmness in its wake.
“I’ve got you,” he whispered, pulling me into his arms and giving me peace.
CHAPTER7
EZEKIEL
She trembled in my arms like a leaf, both of us regaining our ability to breathe. Her body was incredible. The way she tightened around me, clenching and pulsing as she exploded into orgasmic bliss… Fuck me, I could die a happy man. Every time she milked my cock with that sweet release.
“I’ve got you,” I repeated, my hand running up her spine and into her silky hair. She clung to me tightly, her arms wrapped around my body like a vise.. I breathed in her scent, clean and something soft and floral that I couldn’t quite place. Christ, she made me forget myself in the heat of the moment. In absolutely the best way.
“Let’s get you cleaned up,” I whispered softly against her temple. After a moment, she nodded her agreement, and I helped her off of the bed and led her to the shower, setting the temperature before I helped her in. When I stepped in behind her, she turned around in surprise.
