Page 426 of Eternal
She laughs, but it catches on a moan when I drag my fingers right down the middle of her cunt. I’m caressing her clit, simply a tease, then back up again. She’s trembling now, hips twitching, breath ragged. I slip two fingers between her thighs again, not inside, only a small pressure to make her squirm. Her mouth opens, no sound. Her eyes flutter shut again. “Hey.” I lean in, thumb brushing her lower lip. “Open those pretty eyes for me.”
She does, barely. And I smile. “That’s it. Stay with me.”
Then I take her mouth again, this time softer, slower, like she’s mine and I’m making sure she feels it. I spread her thighs wider, and settled between them like I belong there.
Her wrists strain in the knots again, a soft clink of the headboard.
“You’re shaking,” I murmur, dragging two fingers through the slick mess between her legs. “But you’re not saying stop.”
“I’m not saying stop,” she whispers, voice cracking open.
I press my palm flat against her lower stomach, holding her down as I rub her clit with two fingers, small, tight circles.
She gasps, legs twitching, back arching, I don’t give her what she wants. Not yet.
“You feel that?” I ask, not looking up.
She nods fast, needy, writhing under me.
“Azra,” I breathed. I slap her cunt again. “Words.”
“Yes,” she gasps. “I feel it.”
I grin, slipping two fingers into her again, curling just right, then stop.
“Not so fast,” I whisper. I pull them out and play with her again. “You wanna come, don’t you?” I ask, voice low.
She nods, already desperate.
“Then listen to me,” I smirk. “You’re not allowed until I say so.”
She groans, eyes wide, chest heaving. “You’re gonna kill me.”
“Never,” I whisper against her nipple. “I want you to feel it all.”
I kiss down her stomach, sliding my hands beneath her ass, lifting her. My tongue flicks against her clit once, then I do it again. Andagain.
Her thighs try to close around my head, and I grip them hard, spreading her again. “Keep them open.”
She moans my name, high and wrecked. But I keep licking slower now, drawing circles, switching pressure, letting her chase it and pulling back every time she’s on the edge.
“Please,” she whispers.
I spread her wider, hands gripping the insides of her thighs, watching the way her soaked cunt pulses like it’s begging. Her whole body is one big, trembling plea.How beautiful.
I drag my tongue up her slit, slow, unhurried, and she makes this noise, somewhere between a moan and a sob. It’s too much. She’s too wound up. That’s exactly where I want her.
“Gorgeous,” I murmur, dragging one slow finger down her cunt.
She tries to speak but all she manages is a strangled breath. Her chest is rising fast, lips parted, wrists tugging helplessly at the ties above her.
Then I strike, one hard slap right to her soaked cunt, not cruel, enough to make her jolt. She gasps, shocked, and the way her hips buck makes me laugh from how hungry she is.
“Oh,” I murmur, dragging my fingers through the mess between her legs. “You liked that.”
She’s panting within seconds.
“Look at me.”
