Page 13 of For I Have Sinned
But he doesn’t stay there long. Releasing my cock, he moves lower, sucking my left testicle into his mouth. A whimper escapes me. He lets it go, telling me, “Shh. You have to be silent.”
I nod frantically. But when his lips land on my taint and keep going lower, I have to pull a pillow over my mouth. The gasp I let out when his tongue rings my hole is indecent. Loud. Guttural. I’m almost chanting his name.
He stops and pulls the pillow from me, his mouth landing on mine before I can beg him to keep touching me. “I don’t have anything in here. It’s not allowed,” he says against my mouth.
“Spit,” I say. “Make it work.”
He smiles against my mouth, resting his body on top of mine for a minute and just holding me. I hug him tightly as he tucks his face into my neck.
“Please, don’t let this be it,” I whisper. “I’ll do whatever you want, El. Anything. I can’t do this without you.”
I feel him swallow. “Can’t do what without me?” he asks, his mouth at my ear.
“Life. I can’t live without you. Please don’t make me.”
The sound he makes cuts through me. It’s sharp and pained. Filled with so much tangled emotion. He kisses me again, shaking his head. I don’t know if that’s an agreement or him telling me he can’t promise that. He kisses me for a long time, slowly rubbing his cock against mine.
While I’m frantic under him, he’s slow. Steady. As if he knows what he’s doing.
Going down my body, he resumes licking at my hole. Ellsworth alternates between his tongue and pressing his finger against me. Pressing at my tight ring. Quietly murmuring for me to relax and that he promises he’ll make it good for me.
I need to tell him that there’s no fucking way in hell I’ll be able to keep an orgasm with him quiet. There’s just not. Nothing about what I feel for this man is quiet. It’s loud and needy and determined to be heard and seen. No matter how I try to keep it tucked away while he works through his own hurdles.
His finger finally pushes past my asshole, and I groan long and low. He chuckles, his tongue still lapping at my hole, making sure I’m well lubed. “That’s it,” he murmurs. “Let me feel inside you.”
I do. I feel him so fucking deeply and yet I know he’s only barely in my ass. His tongue touches me, making me moan, pant, and wiggle with impatience. I pull at my dick, trying to give it a little relief where it begs for attention against my stomach.
It’s not long before I realize Ellsworth knows what the fuck he’s doing. He alternates between sticking his tongue in my ass as far as he can, which makes me howl into the pillow, and shoving his fingers in there, fucking me with them. Making me feel things I didn’t know existed. Pleasure I had never experienced.
He’s so thorough, so careful and meticulous at what he’s doing, that I barely realize he’s stretching me as he’s toying with my ass. Pushing his fingers in and just teasing at the pleasure that I know is going to tear through me. It feels so good that I’m unconsciously pressing into his fingers. Needing more. When I actually begin begging for it, he pulls back and climbs up my body again.
There’s a distant thought that he shouldn’t kiss me. He’s had his tongue in my ass, for fuck’s sake. But that thought is silenced when his mouth is on mine. It’s hot and delicious, the way he takes me and brands me from the inside.
“Want to get my dick ready?” he asks into my mouth.
My face heats. “I don’t know how.”
He smiles. “Just need your mouth, Zay. Open for me and get me wet.”
I shudder at his words, so fucking eager to taste him. I nod. At his chuckle, I realize it is a little wild. He kisses me again quickly before crawling up my body.
His dick is… magnificent. Who knew I’d ever think that about a dick? He hovers over me, his dick in his hand, hard, swollen, and red. Angry for attention that he hasn’t been giving it. My mouth waters.
“Open,” he murmurs.
I do. As wide as I can. And it slides in. I moan around him, the salty taste of him making me almost hysterically turned on. I need something in my ass. His fingers. How can he shift around and stick them back there? I need both.
“That’s it,” Ellsworth whispers. “Don’t need to suck right now, love. Just get me wet so I can slide inside you.”
A moan, loud and fucking needy, fills his room. I know it's mine. Even with his cock deep in my mouth, I'm loud.
His eyes are molten above me, staring at me. “You like this?”
I nod frantically. So fucking much. Hasn’t he figured it out yet? This is it for me. Everything about him makes me messy and untamed. Wild.
He shoves his dick in a little further and I gag, my hips rising off the bed. Ellsworth grunts. “Alright. Fuck, that’s enough or I’m going to lose it down your throat.”
Reluctantly, I let him go, licking my lips when he pulls free. His mouth comes down on me again, hard and hot as he slides down my body, positioning himself between my legs. I grip his hair. “You’re so eager,” he whispers, pressing his lips all over my face. Kissing my cheeks, my eyelids, my jaw, everywhere.
