Page 141 of No Rings Attached
“Thank you for letting me spice up my vanilla side at such a slow pace.” The grin she awarded me was full of gratitude and satisfaction. One that communicated she was comfortable in not just owning her needs, but in her ability to express them.
“Anytime, buttercup.” Our gazes locked, the connection between us sparking. Ellie had already lit the match and set the tinder ablaze. And with each new lick of heat, the flames burned hotter in my veins.
“Kiss me.” She ran her hands across my beard, her fingers scratching at the scruff as she pulled me roughly to her.
Then her lips came crashing down on mine. I let her take the lead. Her tongue danced around the seam of my mouth. Her soft, pouty lips matched mine as I shifted them, opened, and let her in.
Our tongues tangled.
We both moaned.
And while I kept one hand on the back of her neck to guide her, the other skimmed her breast to tweak her nipple. She gasped into my mouth as her hips bucked into me. The rough fabric of her jeans scratched against my skin.
I tore my mouth away, and her sigh of disappointment changed to a gasp of pleasure as I sucked one nipple into my mouth, laving the hardened peak before switching to the other breast to give it the same treatment. I didn’t linger long, knowing we truly were on borrowed time.
As my lips moved lower caressing her skin, I nipped at the rolls and roundness of her belly. Worshipping places on her body that called to me like a siren’s song. I was more than happy to be the one to remind her daily how desirable every inch of her was.
My lips stopped at the waistband of her pants. Her hips gave an impatient wiggle as I unbuttoned them and tugged them off in one go. I ran my hand over her mound and around the lace seams, her hips pressing upward. “More,” she groaned, already pushing the fabric down over her hips.
I tugged them off the rest of the way and took a moment to admire the glistening arousal already dripping from her core. Then picked her up and set her on my desk.
Even knowing the clock was ticking, I leaned down to lick a path from her entrance to her clit, swirling my tongue around the hardened nub as I slid two fingers into her, slowly pumping, coating myself with her wetness.
Ellie whined above me. Her hips snapping up to meet my hand. “Drew.”
My muscles tensed, my cock throbbing at the breathless way she said my name. A low grumble started in my chest, forcing its way out. My pace was slow at first, but as she met me thrust for thrust, I increased that rhythm to match hers. The slick sounds of her arousal had my cock stiffen further, jutting upwards, like it knew where it was meant to be.
I crooked my fingers in just the right way, a long, low cry left her mouth.
“Now. Put it in now.” Ellie quickly slapped a hand over her lips to muffle her sounds.
With my other hand, I picked up my tie from the desk, the soft fabric gliding through my grip before I balled it up and gently stuffed it in her mouth.
Ellie’s jaw closed around it.
I ran my hand over her cheek, assessing her comfort level. “Give me a nod that you’re okay.”
She nodded. Then she tightened her core muscles around my fingers, a nudge of encouragement to keep going.
I slid my fingers in slowly, then almost all the way out before pushing them back in. Her eyes glittered with frustration as her hips rocked restlessly, forcing my hand further.
I loved driving her crazy.
“Is this what you want?” I licked lightly around her clit, my breath fanning out across it, teasing her.
She groaned.
Her stomach quivered as she slammed both hands back down on my head, gripping my hair so tight I was sure I’d end up with a bald spot. And I just didn’t fucking care. I’d go walk around with patches of hair missing if that meant I could pleasure her over and over again.
Not being able to deny her for long, I sucked her engorged clit into my mouth, my teeth grazing it just enough to make her cry out again. Her legs shook and her muffled moans edged me on. With each swipe of my fingers and lick of my tongue her legs trembled, pressing tight to my ears.
Her soft inner thighs, slick with her desire for me, were the best fucking earmuffs. Hands down.
Ellie’s hips strained against my mouth, her knees pressing harder, her heels digging into my back. The walls of her pussy fluttered, and her wetness dripped from her body, telling me without words to keep going.
Her body tensed as I picked up speed, pumping my fingers in and out, brushing that sensitive spot inside her with every pass. When her core squeezed tight, practically trapping my fingers in place, I knew she was about to tumble over the edge.
I sucked her clit into my mouth as my tongue flicked at it. Her orgasm hit her hard, and my arm across her stomach was the only thing stopping her from jackknifing to an upright position. Ellie’s muffled scream made my cock twitch, longing to be inside her, and experiencing the heat of her orgasm with her.
