Page 114 of Ruined By Blood
I answer with my tongue. Circling. Pressing. Finding the small, perfect spot that makes her cry out. Her knees buckle. I hold her up, mouth never leaving her. She shatters against my lips. Trembling. Shaking. Her release tastes like victory.
Before she can recover, I’m on my feet. Turning her to face the tile wall. She braces her hands against it, breathing hard. Hot water pulses down her back. Her skin glows pink everywhere I touch. My cock throbs, hard and aching between us. Not yet. This is for her. Only for her.
One hand slides between her thighs from behind.Fingers slick as they find her opening. She’s soaked. Still clenching from her last climax. I slide two fingers deep inside her. Curl them just right. Her sharp gasp echoes off the tiles. She pushes back against my hand, taking me deeper. Perfect. So goddamn perfect for me.
My thumb finds her clit. Rubs small, tight circles. She grinds against my hand. Her moans grow louder. More desperate. “More,” she pants. “Please, Enzo. More.”
I give her more. Fingers thrusting harder. Faster. Thumb pressing relentless circles. She comes again with a cry. Her inner muscles clamp around my fingers like a vise. I feel every pulse. Every tremor that rocks her body.
When her breathing slows to shaky gulps, I pull my fingers free. Wrap my arms around her waist from behind. Hold her as the water sluices over us. Her head rests against my shoulder.
She turns in my arms. Eyes still heavy with afterglow. Her palm presses flat against my chest. Slides lower. Over my abs. And stops just above my cock. Her gaze locks with mine. Water streams down her face.
“My turn,” she whispers. Her voice is husky. Determined. “I want to taste you.”
She looks up at me through her wet lashes. My cock stands thick and hard right in front of her mouth. She doesn't hesitate. Her lips press a soft kiss right on the head. Then her tongue darts out. Tasting me. Her eyes close for a moment. Something primal surges in my gut. I thread my fingers through her hair. Not pushing. Just holding. Setting the pace that will come.
She opens her mouth wider. Takes just the tip inside first. Her lips wrap around me. The heat of her mouth makes my hips jerk forward. I tighten my grip on her hair. Steadying myself. Steadying her. She moans around me.The vibration goes straight to my balls. She pushes deeper. Taking more. Her tongue swirls around my shaft. Fuck. Her mouth is heaven.
Wet.
Slick.
Perfect.
I watch her head move. Slow at first. Getting a feel for me. Finding her rhythm.
"Good girl," I growl.
She takes that as praise. Her movements get bolder. Faster. She sinks down until her nose presses against my stomach. Taking me as deep as she can. Her throat tightens around me.
I grit my teeth. Hold her there for a heartbeat. Two. She doesn't pull away. Doesn't panic. Just breathes through her nose. Fucking perfect.
When I let her up for air, she gasps but goes right back down. Hungry for more. Her hands grip my hips. Holding on. Her mouth sucks hard. Creating a delicious pressure that makes my spine tingle. I watch the water run down her back. Over the curve of her ass. Fuck. The view is almost as good as the feel of her mouth.
Her head bobs faster. Her technique is eager. Unpracticed. Perfect. It feels like she's pouring everything into this. Making me feel good. Owning me the way I own her. My balls draw up tight. Ready to explode.
"Stop," I command. My voice cracks with the effort.
She pulls off immediately. Lips swollen and wet. Chest heaving as she looks up at me. Confusion flashes in her eyes. Did she do something wrong? Fuck no.
"Look at me," I order. My voice drops lower. Rougher. "Eyes on mine when I finish."
She nods. Just a small dip of her chin. Understanding.Her gaze locks onto mine. Deep. Unflinching. Trusting. She opens her mouth again. Takes me deep. All the way to the back of her throat. Her eyes water but she doesn't look away. Doesn't blink. She keeps her gaze fixed on mine.
That does it. It shatters my control. My release hits hard. White-hot. Intense. I thrust deeper into her mouth, holding her head steady. My hips jerk as I empty myself down her throat. I stare down into those ocean eyes watching me. Taking everything I give her. Claiming her in the most intimate way possible. Her throat works as she swallows. Every drop. Her gaze remains steady.
Locked onto mine.
Fuck.
It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
When it's done, I let her pull back. She doesn't break eye contact. Her tongue darts out. Swipes across her swollen lips. Then she leans forward again. Not taking me into her mouth this time. Just licking me clean. Gentle, slow strokes. Tasting me. Taking care of me. Making sure not a single drop is wasted. The tenderness after the roughness sends another jolt through my system. My cock twitches against her tongue. Still hard. Still hungry for her.
I pull her up. Hard against my wet body. Water streams between us. My hand cups her face. Thumb tracing her lower lip. Still swollen from my cock. "That mouth," I murmur, leaning down to catch her lips with mine. I kiss her deep.
"Get ready, baby. That was just the start." I nip her lower lip. Feel her shiver in my arms. "I'm going to fuck you all night long."
