Page 32 of Avoiding the Merry Viscount
He growled and walked her back until the back of her legs were against the settee, and he urged her to sit. She was eye level with his cock, and her immediate thought was that she wanted to take all of him into her mouth, but before she could move, he knelt to the floor.
Elias lifted her skirts, and the warm heat from the fire kissed her skin. He gripped her knees and spread her legs apart, settling himself between them.
“Elias,” she whispered.
“I’m going to lick and taste you until you come on my tongue, and then if you have energy left, you can do whatever you wish to me.”
She whimpered at his words and she fought to keep her eyes on him, knowing he would tell her to do so if she closed them.
He gripped her bottom and scooted her to the edge of the cushion, then urged her to lean back against the backrest. She felt his tongue run along the slit of her folds until it reached the place that made her buck and moan.
Elias picked his head up, and as wanton as she was, she hated that he had stopped.
“Place your legs over my shoulders,” he said.
She did as he said, her stockinged legs resting on his back. Theyhadn’t even bothered to remove their shoes. He placed each of his hands on the inside of her thighs and spread her legs apart.
When he resumed licking her, she released a loud stream of moans. He slid a finger inside of her core and raised his head again, watching her move against his hand.
“That’s it, Beautiful,” he said. “You can be as loud as you want. Show me how much you enjoy what I’m doing to you.”
“Elias,” she moaned, rocking her hips on his fingers when he added a second one.
“Yes. Just like that,” he said, smirking at her before he lowered his head again.
He removed his fingers, and then she felt his tongue enter her. How had she never known that mouths could bring so much pleasure? It was wanton and wicked, but she tightened her thighs on his head and moved against his face, urging his tongue to enter her as deep as he could.
Elias pressed his thumb against the opening to her slit and circled it while he continued to move his tongue inside of her. When he did so, she lost all rational thought. She moaned and cried out with abandon, arching her back from the intensity of the ecstasy between her thighs.
She imagined what his cock would feel like in place of his tongue, and what his naked, warm, muscular body would feel like pressed against hers.
When she couldn’t hold out any longer, her toes curled, and she stilled, almost yelling his name as the waves of her climax hummed throughout her entire body for several seconds. Nothing had ever felt better in her life, almost as if she were flying through the sky. She wasn’t certain she would survive if they were to couple, as the blissful state he would put her in would be far too much for her body to handle.
When she went limp and sank back into the settee, she moaned again from the sensation of him continuing to work his tongue insideof her, growling to himself as he did so.
Finally, he picked his head up and caught her gaze. “I couldn’t let any of you go to waste.”
Her skin heated from his words, and she leaned forward and clasped his lapels to pull him toward her. When she kissed him, the taste of herself on him made her long to give in to her wicked desires, even more so than she had before. She pulled back and pressed her forehead to his. “My handsome lord, I believe I was promised a turn.”
“You really don’t have to, Lydia,” he said, but his tone indicated he didn’t exactly wish to dissuade her from the notion completely.
“I want to, Elias.”
His cock jutted out from where he was positioned on his knees, and he stroked his length with his right hand. She loved watching him do so and wondered if what he felt was the same as what it had been for her.
“What is it you have a mind to do, Beautiful?”
“Come to your feet, and I shall show you,” she said, her boldness returning at the realization that she would control what he felt. That she could do to him what he did to her, and drive him to the same brink of madness.
Elias slowly stood and looked down at her with only the slightest hesitation. She looked up at him and grinned, taking his cock into her hand to stroke it.
“I want to taste you,” she said, biting into her bottom lip. “Will you tell me what to do?”
His cock twitched in her hand. “Just take a little into your mouth at a time until you are comfortable, sucking and licking as you move your mouth as you do your hand,” he said slowly and between quick breaths.
She ran her tongue over the tip of his cock, and looked up at him, finding him staring back at her, his eyes almost black with desire.
“That’s a good girl,” he whispered. “You didn’t even make meremind you to keep your eyes on mine.”
