Page 81 of Through the Flames
“Consider this your wake-up call. Every. Single. Day,” I rasped.
My fingers dug into her hips like I was anchoring myself to the earth. Because if I’d let go, I’d float right the fuck out of my body.
Her little whimper when I flattened my tongue and licked a bold strip up her cunt was everything. My eyes nearly rolled into the back of my head when my girl’s flavor exploded in my mouth.
“So fucking delicious,” I growled as I lifted my head to meet her eye again.
Then I dove straight in, devouring her, not with a lot of skill, but I definitely brought the enthusiasm.
Every brush of her skin against my mouth feels like static, like electricity arcing straight to my spine.
Relishing in her breathy moans, I licked and sucked, trying to find the patterns driving her wild.
My dick was rock-hard, wedged between my body and the mattress, throbbing and no doubt leaking.
I wanted, no, needed her to come apart for me, to swallow down her pleasure, to hear my name on her lips.
Flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue had her doing just that.
“Oh my God, Hunter!”
Her hips bucked and twitched, only controlled by my punishing grip on them. Satisfaction bloomed deep within me as I realized I’d leave marks, too.
I lifted my head, spreading her lips with my thumb, before spitting on her swollen cunt and rubbing it in.
“Rule one: I take what I want, when I want it. And right now, I want you wrecked before breakfast,” I reminded her.
“Sounds hot. Hope you’re better at this than your customer service skills.” Her voice sounded breathless, a lot less confident than her words let on.
The soft tremor of her leg when I pressed my tongue flat was lighting up the dead parts of me.
After years without a single pleasant touch, I was now drowning in it. Nothing else wouldeverfeel like this. No one else would ever matter.
I was grinding my hips into the surface under me, the base of my spine tingling, as hot bolts of electricity zapped through my entire body.
“Oh, shit! Just like that! Hunter!” Her fingers twitched in my hair, her nails scraping across my scalp.
That was all it took to undo me.
My abs clenched as my balls pulled up taut, and I moaned against her soaked pussy as I shot my whole fucking load into my boxers.
So fucking worth it.
Ella’s moans pitched higher, her nails now digging into my scalp almost painfully, when I sucked her clit into my mouth.
“I’m– oh my God, I’m coming!”
Damn, sounded like she really needed to come. If she was this desperate after just one night of keeping her hungry, I was tempted to do it more often.
“Hunter!” she screamed, her whole body seizing up, while she bucked her hips against my face, and I got to lap up her release.
Licking my lips, I peered up at her face, her thighs now limply falling off my shoulders.
“Delicious,” I told her, like I was letting her in on a secret and allowed the corner of my mouth to lift into the faintest smirk.
This wasn’t enough, but it was a start. A ritual.
Every morning and every night, until her body knew who it belonged to.
