Page 177 of Ominous: Part 1
Then, every movement of mine slow, she lets me pull her skirt off as she forces herself to fist the sheets, staring at me. I toss the plaid skirt to the floor, sink back on my heels, and lift her foot by her ankle, to kiss the bottom of it.
I drag my teeth over the pad of her toes, and she’s squirming and bashful beneath me, twisting her head. “You don’t have to—”
I bite her toe and she sucks in a breath. “Let me do what I want to.”
She smiles, a shy thing, but she stills, staring at my face.
I lower her foot, pick up her other, and touch and kiss and gently scrape my teeth against her skin. Then I release her, so the soles of her feet are on my bed.
Without breaking eye contact with her, so she doesn’t get embarrassed and uncomfortable, I slide my hands down her thick thighs, feeling ribbons of stretch marks that cause heat to flush tight and hot through my body. I press my thumb into her imperfections, obsessed with every fucking one.
Then I widen her thighs, shift back, and lower my head.
She tries to close her knees, but I cut my eyes to hers, from between her thighs, holding them open with my hands.
“Eli.”
My mouth is inches from her pussy. I can smell her. I can practically taste her. I want to fucking devour her. “Eden.” The word is barely more than a groan.
“You don’t need to—”
“Pull my hair.” I give her the direction for something to distract her. “Right now, okay?” My breath skates over her cunt. I know, the way she trembles underneath me as I speak.
Her slender throat bobs as she swallows, but she does what I say, tangling her fingers tentatively in my strands. It’s like she needs my guidance. Like we work well this way—I feel high, telling her what to do, and I think she feels the same listening.
Then I lower my nose to her, inhaling before I lick her, my tongue pressed flat as I drag it up the center of her. Hot and wet and fucking divine, when I glide my tongue over her swollen clit, her fingers tighten in my hair, but she’s still so rigid.
I press my nose to her center again, inhaling her musky, clean scent. She’s yanking on my strands so hard my eyes water, but she’s not telling me to stop. I’ll take it.
I meet her gaze as I pick up my head, then lower my eyes. Toher.
Her pink clit is aching for me, her lips are puffy and fucking beautiful. I widen her thighs more, seeing every part of her, glistening andneedy, and all fucking mine.
I flick my tongue along her clit and look up, watching as her eyes flutter closed and she’s yanking my hair so hard a fucking tear leaves the corner of my eye, but I kinda like it.
I push one finger into her tight cunt, and the way she arcs her hips up, pushing herself further against my mouth, drives me fucking insane. I put another finger inside her, feeling her walls tighten around me. This is exactly what I fantasized about in the theater, except in reality, it’s better than anything I could dream up. I have to stretch my legs out as I lie almost flat, just so I can grind my dick into the mattress.
I pull back, to watch myself finger her. To see how tight she is around me. To watch with every thrust as I enter her.
She tries to close her legs again, getting nervous, and on reflex, I gently slap her clit.
She freezes, making a sound between a whimper and a moan, and I smile up at her. “Don’t.”
Her chest is rising and falling so fucking fast, and I swear it’s like the necklace around her little fucking neck is bouncing from her heartbeat. Her fingers are just grazing my hair now, but she just nods in obedience.
It drives me crazy, her listening to me. I lap at her clit with my tongue, soothing the sting. I keep finger fucking her, twirling my tongue over her, then dipping my nose and using it too, to circle her.
She tenses up, and I feel it around my fingers, and I don’t know if she’s embarrassed I’m getting her close to coming with my nose, or if she’s just…
No.Fuck no.
She isn’t embarrassed. Several moments later, I feel her orgasm as I nudge my nose back and forth against her, and everything gushes over my fingers, and she’s pushing with her walls against them as she calls out my name.
“Eli, baby, baby, baby.” She’s ripping at my hair, and I don’t care, and I don’t stop until her body goes limp.
Immediately, my face wet withher,I climb up her body, and her face is flushed. Her hands slip down to my triceps, squeezing hard, and she’s panting as she stares at me with heavy lidded eyes.
“You okay?”
