Page 17 of Christmas in Comets Valley
A tumultuous chuckle rumbled out of his chest and he moved upward so his hot breath swept over my ear and sent a prickle of goose bumps down my arms. “You and I both know there wasn’t a drop of wetness spilling from your pussy until I walked into this room.”
My mouth curled into a knowing smile which he quickly wiped off with a deep, lingering kiss. Our tongues thrashed together as our breaths grew shallow and desperate.
Elliot slid two fingers inside my opening, and a shock wave traveled throughout my entire body. A breathy moan escaped my lips as he worked in and out of me. Again. And again.
“You’re going to look so good when you come on my fingers,” he whispered against my lips.
My eyes flew open, and I instantly tensed at his words.
“Wait, stop!” I said frantically, and Elliot immediately backed off me. “I’ve never had a… you know, with anyone,” A murmur slipped from my lips as I bit the inside of my cheek. I knew with absolute certainty my pale complexion had turned ghost white.
“No one’s ever given you an orgasm?” Elliot lifted a brow in question.
I shook my head side to side, not wanting to elaborate further. I was already ruining the moment with the confession, and giving him the intimate details wasn’t going to reignite things back to where they’d been a few seconds ago.
“But you’ve given yourself one before, yeah?”
I nodded up and down this time.
I knew this wasn’t something to be shy about. If anything, it said more about my ex than it did about me, but I didn’t want Elliot to think I wasn’t enjoying myself if he was able to detect my subpar attempt at a fake orgasm.
“We’re not leaving this room until you have at least two, and don’t even think about faking it because I’ll know.”
“How?” I knotted my brows together.
“I’ll know.” He replied with a sense of calm and ease. Though he didn’t hide the arrogant smirk that basked on his face. “Now lie on your back and relax your muscles.”
Relax?If I knew how to relax, I wouldn’t have been in Comets Valley in the first place.
“Don’t worry, I’ll help you through it. Start with your face and release the tension in your muscles,” he coached, sensing my hesitation. “Good girl. Now unclench your jaw and drop your shoulders. That’s it. Now work your way down to your toes until your whole body feels loose.”
“I might fall asleep if I stay like this too long.”
“Trust me, you won’t. You’ll befullyawake here in a few minutes.” My eyes were still closed, but I could practically hear the wicked smirk that played on his lips. “I’m going to kiss you again, okay?”
“Mm-hmm, please.”
Elliot gently brushed his lips over mine before placing a tender kiss against my lips that melted my resolve. Then he kissed my chin and the space between my breasts before taking his time planting hypnotizing kisses down my stomach until he reached my center.
With both his hands palming my breasts, he worked his skillful tongue in long, tantalizing licks up and down my slick wet heat. Sucking in a breath, I lifted my hips, desperately craving his tongue on my most sensitive spot.
Sensing my desire, Elliot locked his lips around my clit and a whimper slipped from my lips as he worked his tongue in unhurried circles.
“I like that,” I mumbled with a breathy moan.
He kept up the same motion which only made my moans grow louder until I was unabashedly thrusting my hips against his tongue. I could feel an orgasm building underneath the surface, so I focused my thoughts on the new sensations I’d never felt from doing this on my own.
On the rare occasion I was caught between the sheets with Tye, the only thing that would get me to a fraction of this feeling was imagining he was Henry Cavill. But that bubble would burst the second I remembered Henry probably— hopefully—didn’t suck in bed.
Shit, shit. I was drifting.
Elliot must’ve picked up on it too, because he roped me back into the moment by thrusting two fingers inside me while he swirled his tongue around my swollen bud.
“Don’t stop!” I moaned so loudly I was certain all of Comets Valley could hear me, but I was too close to coming to give a shit.
Following my order, Elliot didn’t stop or change his rhythm even as my inner walls began to contract around his fingers. Keeping his movements steady, he continued to work in and out of me as the most intense orgasm in all twenty-nine years of my life ripped through my body.
Only once my pussy finished convulsing did he slow his pace so I could ride out the final pulses of my high before falling back to reality.
