Page 85 of Through the Flames
Her surprised laugh cut off when I followed, climbing over her, pinning her down with the weight of my stare.
“Turn around,” I growled into her ear, my breath hot against her skin. She hesitated for just a moment too long, and I snapped.
I grabbed her hips, flipping her like a goddamn rag doll, and fell back onto the bed, hauling her with me until my head hit the pillows.
Ella was on her knees now, straddling me backward, and my hands were already spreading her thighs apart, greedy, starving, for every inch.
“Right where you belong,” I snarled, yanking her hips down over my face as I shoved her forward. “Yeah, just like that. Nowshow me how good you are with your mouth while I make a mess of you.”
A surge of electricity zapped through my body at her first lick. I groaned into her dripping pussy, low and raw, because nothing in my life, previously only shaped by control, had ever tasted like this — wild, free, and uninhibited.
She pressed her palms against my thighs, right where the ink spread like a secret vow. The half-circle flame mandalas were mirrored on each leg, with delicate, fine lines curling into soft flames shaded with dots flickering with every touch.
Hidden at their center, a tiny compass gleamed in crisp detail, a quiet symbol of control beneath the fire’s wild edge. A design for her, my Blaze, the girl burning me from the inside out.
She didn’t know it was hers, that every black line was for her hands, her grip, her ownership of me in this exact moment, andfuck, when her nails bit into the marks, it felt like she signed them.
Ella’s thighs clamped around my head, her skin satin-soft and burning where I’d left my mark on her. My fingers were holding her ass cheeks apart as I shoved my whole face into her pretty little pussy.
My piercing tapped against her lips as I ground my teeth, holding back from exploding the second her tongue touched me.
“F-fuck … oh my God—” Her moan broke as my tongue dragged deeper, my hips jerking up, trying to plunge into the delicious heat of her mouth.
“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” She hummed around me, her tongue playing with the ring —fuck.
My spine arched, my abs locking almost painfully.
Feeling my length sink into Ella’s mouth, her tongue playfully teasing me while her juices coated my tongue, had me on the brink of shooting my load in less than two minutes.
I told myself I could exercise more control now that I at least knew what her touch felt like, but every nerve in my body screamed otherwise. My girl’s mouth felt like straight-up heaven, making restraint feel impossible. There was only so much I could do, but I had to at least fucking try.
“You want me to keep sucking,” she gasped, her tongue circling the head as her hips ground against my face. “Then don’t you dare fucking stop either.”
I lifted her hips off my face, my length in turn slipping deeper into her mouth and making her squeal. “Yeah, you’re still not the one making the rules around here, baby.”
Ella’s moans vibrated through my cock, my fingers digging so hard into her flesh they’d be imprinted on her once we were done tonight.
When I lowered her back onto my face, she pulled back with a gasp. Then she returned to my tip, running her tongue over my piercing as I pressed my hips into her mouth, cursing into her cunt as my cock jerked in her throat.
“Fuck, I can’t — shit!”
Pathetic.
She deserved better than a two-pump chump, so I’d been holding off on actually fucking her. I might’ve been a fucking virgin, but I wasn’t about to blow like one when I finally claimed her pussy.
The only saving grace?Recovery.
Either I was some kind of freak of nature, or she was just so fucking hot it rewired my system, because two damn minutes later, I was hard again, her head still between my legs, shivering from the last orgasm.
My length was aching, throbbing, ready to shove back down her throat like I hadn’t just blown my load like an amateur.
I ate her like a starving man, every grind of her hips pressing down into my chest, smothering me in her heat.
Sliding two fingers inside her, I curled them until she jerked like I’d lit her up from the inside, and when my tongue flicked her clit, she shattered. Shaking, her thighs clamped around my head as she came all over my mouth.
I groaned into her, swallowing everything, dragging it out until she was whimpering and twitching, collapsing down on top of me like she’d given me every last ounce of strength she had.
But I wasn’t done yet. I pushed back slightly, allowing her to rise just enough for me to shift onto my knees at the edge of the bed.
