Page 19 of Sail Me to Ruin
I close the door and turn to face her. Either this is going to be well received or this will go really bad.
Squaring my shoulders, I clear my throat.
“I am not a man with simple tastes, if you can’t tell.” I give it a moment for those words to sink in before continuing. Her silence spurring me on. “I require consent, as you have been drinking all evening. But more importantly, I need your submission. I want to be able to do what the fuck I want and know you’re going to take it like the pretty little Storm you are. Can you do that?”
The silence that follows sets my nerves on edge. My hands twitch to reach out to her but I refrain, knowing this choice has to be hers. A war wages deep behind her gorgeous eyes.
I shoot a prayer to any above listening silently, holding my breath while I resist the urge to touch her.
Her voice is barely above a whisper when she responds. “You know I want you, and I have been sobering up. Consent isn’t the issue. What exactly are you asking for, Blaise? If you’re one of those guys who thinks he’s some big bad dom, then what are the limits you're trying to push?”
The words coming out her mouth stun me, and she continues on, “I am not here to service you. I’m here to be fucked and to get mine too. So, if this is all about you, I’ll see my way out.”
The look on her face tells me how serious she is.
I chuckle, stunned. “Didn’t expect you to know the game. Figured you’d be more…innocent.” Running my hand through my hair, I push on, just trying to get a yes, or fuck, even a maybe at this point.
“To be blunt, I want to tie you up and turn that delicious ass red, see you on your knees, and fuck you so hard you won’tremember anything but me. I can promise you, it’s not just for me to be ‘serviced.’ So, what do you say now, Elodie?”
Her eyes don’t give a single thing away as she stands in front of me chest to chest.
My breath catches, and my dick throbs with need having her this close but knowing I can’t touch her until she agrees to this. I can’t pretend with her.
Her lips tip into a small smirk before she lowers to her knees in front of me, while gathering her hair into a ponytail. I freeze and my heart stops at the sight of her in that tight dress on her knees for me.
Once her hair is secured, she reaches for my belt buckle. Grabbing her hands, I stop her.
“Words, Elodie. Give me your fucking words. You’re killing me, baby. Please,” I grind out between my clenched teeth.
Her hands relax under mine as her head tips back and she looks me in my eyes.
Her expression softens to something so sweet but the words that come out of her mouth give a stark contrast. “Are you going to let me swallow you up, handsome? I’m supposed to be wrecking you, if I’m not mistaken. So, what are you stopping me for? Is someone so big and bad afraid of a little storm?”
My mouth dries at her words, and I move my hands off of hers. She sets to work undoing my belt buckle and freeing me from pants.
Springing free, my dick weeps in relief. The head shining for just a moment before she flattens her tongue and licks the arousal up.
I’m fucked.
I am so fucked.
Wrapping one hand around her ponytail and the other under her jaw, I give her a moment to decide how this is going to go.
Instead of slowly working into it, she licks my shaft from balls to tip before taking me to the back of her throat.
“Goddamn, baby,” I groan, feeling her swallow around my length.
Her tongue glides back and forth while she takes my entire length over and over, humming every time I tap the back of her throat.
The pace she’s set is slow and seductive but I need more. Gripping her hair and jaw harder, I set a punishing pace, feeling the way I stretch her throat. The red of her lipstick smears against my shaft as I hold her flush against me, making her swallow me over and over.
Wait...does she not have a gag reflex?
I look down at her and find her eyes looking up at me, drool dripping out the sides of her mouth and breathing out of her nose.
“Goddamn, you really were sent to wreck me.”
She winks and swirls her tongue around me as I pull back, letting her catch her breath.
