Page 194 of Nemesync
“I can give you a tattoo and an orgasm too,Milaya.”
She laughed and cupped my head to face me. “Give me one then.”
“Deal.”
I worked my way down her stomach and couldn’t help but kiss her curves. Our eyes locked, even if she was fighting to not close hers from pleasure.
My fingers slipped inside her jeans, brushing over her throbbing clit, feeling the heat and wetness there.
So sweet.
She shifted, parting her legs slightly.
“Make it quick, Elijah,” she whispered.
I leaned in, my breath burning against her ear, “Let me lock the door first.”
I walked over to the entrance and turned the lock with a small click. Then, I returned to her, trailing down her inner thigh with my fingers.
Her skin shivered, and her back arched instinctively.I started tugging down her jeans, as she helped me, lifting her hips, to slide them off.
A delicate piece of lace was the last obstacle to get my due. I hooked my fingers around it, slowly pulling it.
“Spread your legs for me,” I ordered, taking a step back to admire that view.
She obeyed and opened them slightly more. But it wasn’t enough.
“Wider, Zanae. I want to see what’s mine.”
Her legs stretched out and she laid there, naked, vulnerable and mine to use.
“That’s perfect.”
I moved my hands between her thighs, my fingers stroking her wetness gently to see her body at my mercy.
“So responsive, aren’t you?”
She moaned, her body shaking in response to my touch.“Elijah, I will scream.”
A laugh escaped me, “I’ll shut your mouth with mine then.”
I kissed her and at the same time I let one finger slide inside her, feeling her delicate cunt envelop me.
Her breaths were music to my ears.
“Shh, let me show you how I can kiss you and make you come at the same time.”
I started to move my finger in and out, slowly at first, then faster, watching her lose herself in pleasure beneath me. Every little moan coming from her I swallowed with my kisses. Her body arched so hard when I added another finger, stretching her. So tempted to add a third one to see how much of a good girl she was for me.
“Elijah, please, hurry up,” she murmured, biting my lips.
I kept my movements fast, my thumb grazing against her clit, “Such a greedy girl.”
She gripped the edges of the table, her eyes closed, her breathing ragged. “God! Eli…”
“Stop screaming to God when you’ve got the devil’s fingers stretching you out.”
Her whispered scream sounded heavenly. “I need to come, Elijah…” she demanded in a hurry.
