Page 105 of Change My Mind
“I forgot how good you taste,” he said, his voice partially muffled against me.
I had forgotten how good he was at this. In no time at all, I felt myself close to coming. And that was when Eli started fucking me with one finger. With the dual stimulation, it didn’t take long before I was coming all over Eli’s face, repeating his name over and over like it was a prayer, my hands gripping his hair.
I slowly released the death grip I had on him, and he sat back on his heels, looking up at me, my release slick on his chin and around his mouth.
“You look very proud of yourself,” I said, my voice light and also slightly broken.
“I forgot you’re sometimes a screamer.” The smile on his face became something devilish. I had been so lost in what he was doing that I hadn’t noticed how loud I was being.
“You’re just lucky that tomorrow happens to be a Friday that I don’t have to work.”
“All I’m hearing is that I have free rein to get you to scream as much as I want all weekend,” he said as he ran the longer side of the dildo up my inner leg before teasing the shorter end against my entrance. I nodded, and he pushed it slowly inside of me. When it was settled, he ran his tongue along the shaft of the dildo before opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out. It took a second for me to catch on to what he wanted, but when I did, once again, my knees nearly buckled.
I held the dildo firmly in my hand and tapped it against his tongue, watching his cock leak and his hips shift desperately, looking for some kind of friction.
“Get on the fucking bed, Eli,” I said lowly, slapping the dildo against his tongue one more time.
Eli got up slowly and walked over to the bed, grabbing lube from his bedside table, before settling against the headboard.
“You also have a requirement to fulfil here, Ads. Get on the fucking bed and spread your legs,” he said sternly.
I removed the dildo and settled opposite him on the bed, spreading my legs as requested. Eli nestled his legs between mine and bent them to keep me spread open. Then he reached across to his bedside table again and pulled out an emerald green silk scrunchie, holding it out to me.
“Did you buy this?” I asked in half disbelief.
“Yeah, I saw it and thought of you.” He shrugged.
I took it and tied half my braids up into a bun to get them out of my face.
“Thank you.”
“Now is the time to start fucking yourself with that toy, Ads,” he said, his sentence trailing off into a moan, and that was when I noticed that while I had been tying my hair up, he had started fingering himself.
I grabbed the dildo and inserted the smaller end back inside me before turning the vibration on.
The initial shock of the vibration against my sensitive cunt made me fall back onto my elbows. I tried to close my legs to lessen the intensity, but Eli’s legs held me open. His gaze felt hot as it moved from my face, down to my breasts and the hard pucker of my nipples, before settling with a near-searing heat on my pussy and the way it was stretched around the toy.
While I had been adjusting to the new sensations pulsing through me, he had added another finger and was fucking himself faster. I grabbed the lube and slicked up one of my fingers. As I leaned forward, the angle of the toy changed and, much to Eli’s visible delight, I made a very loud noise as I felt the vibrations more intensely.
The smile on his face was short-lived as his mouth dropped open into a moan when I teased the rim alongside his fingers. With a quick nod of his head, I pressed further and added my finger to join his. Our hands moved in tandem to work him open.
“Please add another one. I can take another one,” he begged. I squeezed more lube onto both our hands and added another finger. I was so focused on watching our fingers fucking in and out of him that I almost missed it.
But then I felt the way his thighs trembled against mine, the way his breathing picked up, the look of blissed out pleasure on his face and the way his abs contracted. I watched as an orgasm took over his body in all the ways, except for the lack of cum it produced.
My fingers stilled. “Did you just come?” I asked as he took big, heaving breaths.
“Yup. And no, you’re not imagining things, it was dry,” he answered in between breaths.
“I’ve never seen—oh, wait—shit—can you put your legs down? I need—” Thankfully, Eli didn’t need me to get acomplete sentence out because he straightened his legs immediately, which meant I could close mine as my second orgasm tore through me. One of my hands had once again applied a death grip onto some part of Eli, this time his thigh, as the pleasure rippled through me and then I flopped onto my back.
The vibrations turned off, and I opened my eyes to find Eli’s hand pressing against the buttons of the dildo.
“Thanks,” I said quietly, my pussy still twitching.
“You good?” he asked.
I smiled widely. “Wonderful. You?”
