Chapter 62
Sixty-Two
ADDIE
Holding hands had never been so erotic.
But after a week of endless teasing touches, the solid press of Eli’s hand in mine was threatening to make my knees buckle as we power walked back to our flat.
We made it back in record time, and within moments of opening the front door, he had me pinned to the wall opposite and was kicking the door shut behind us.
He put one hand against my hip while the other cupped my neck, his thumb pressing against my lower lip.
He stared into my eyes. “Just so I’m clear—”
“Yes. No more rules,” I cut in.
He pulled my lip down, and when he released it, pressed his lips to mine.
I opened up to him instantly, sweeping my tongue into his mouth and drawing him in. My hands grabbed at the back of his shirt, pulling it out of his trousers, before I started fumbling with the three buttons he had done up.
With his shirt now open, I ran my nails along his side, making him grunt in my mouth, before I reached for his belt. Once the snake buckle was undone, I held tightly and pulled the belt from the loops with one jerk of my wrist before dropping it at our feet.
He broke the kiss, looking down at his discarded belt, as my hands splayed against his back. “That had no business being that hot.”
“It’s all in the wrist.” I smirked before kissing him again. This one was slower and less desperate, but it made me feel needier. My hips rocked against the leg Eli had pressed between mine.
“There are two beds in this place. We cannot have sex against a wall,” he said in between kisses as my hips became more frantic against him.
“We definitely could,” I whispered as I took his lip between my teeth and pulled. His hips jerked against me.
“No, I have plans for you, and we need to be horizontal for them.”
I released his lip. “What if I have plans for you?”
His hips jerked again. “What are your plans, Dove?” he asked as he ran his fingers up and down my waist.
“They involve me fucking you,” I said quietly.
He buried his head against the crook of my neck. “Yeah, your plan is better.” His voice was a broken, muffled sound.
“That does make you right about the wall thing, though. Your room or mine?”
He lifted his head. “Mine.”
“Then I need to get something from my room. Go wait for me.”
“Okay,” he said.
He pulled me in for one more kiss before we briefly parted ways.
Eli was naked and hard when I got into his room.
“It’s not silver anymore,” I blurted as my eyes zeroed in on the black barbell now resting underneath the head of his dick.
“Don’t think I didn’t notice that you seem to have gained immunity to it recently. I missed that little moment of surprise on your face, so I switched it up. It’s nice to have it back.” Was it odd that that made me love him more? “What’s in your hand?” he asked.
I removed my gaze from where his cock was resting heavily against his hip to his face.
I held up the strapless dildo I bought a few weeks ago. Eli’s eyes darkened as he rushed off the bed and crowded me against the now closed door. He took the dildo out of my hand and ran it up my clothed leg.
“What’s the first step of your plan?” he whispered against my ear, making me shiver against him.
“The first step was: see how Eli wants to go about getting fucked,” I replied breathlessly.
He pulled back and looked at the dildo in his hand.
“This vibrate?”
I nodded slowly. “It has the capacity to, yes.”
“Okay, I’m going to get myself ready to take this”—he stroked his hand up the larger section of the toy—“and while I am doing that, you are going to make yourself come with this.” He gripped the part of the toy that was supposed to go inside me.
“I can do that,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
Eli smiled before grabbing the back of my neck and kissing me senseless again.
While he kissed me, I felt his fingers tease along my spine before they found the zip of my jumpsuit.
He pulled it down slowly and broke the kiss to bring it down my arms and torso, stopping to swirl his tongue around one nipple before moving to tug the barbell in the other.
The quick bite of pain that bled into pleasure made me gasp.
I felt the smile on Eli’s face as he kissed down my stomach and pulled my jumpsuit down over my hips, hooking his fingers into my underwear on the way as he dragged my clothes down my legs.
When the material had pooled on the floor, I stepped out of it.
Eli pressed a path of teasing kisses up my calves.
He teased the sensitive skin at the side of my knee, almost making my legs buckle, before he licked a line up one of my inner thighs, teasing the outside of my pussy, bypassing it completely, and repeating the move up the other leg.
As always, his tongue found the scar in the juncture of my leg, and he teased and nipped along it.
When I was about to break and beg him to put his mouth where I desperately needed him to, his lips sealed over my clit and sucked.
The sudden pressure made me moan, and my head thudded against the door.
Eli hummed his approval and stopped sucking to switch to teasing my entrance with the pointed tip of his tongue.
“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 a complete 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?”
“I, too, will feel wonderful the second you fill me up. If you’re up for it.”
I groaned. “How do you want to do it?”
“Like this is fine,” he said quietly.
I shuffled around until I was on my haunches in between his legs. “Put your legs back up.”
Eli bent his knees, and he put his feet on the bed with a haste that was almost amusing. I lubed up the long end of the dildo before lining the tip up to his entrance, carefully guiding it in. Eli accepted it easily.
“Adrienne, I need you to fuck me as hard as you can,” he said in the same stern tone he used when he told me to get on the bed.
“Tell me when you’re about to come,” I said as I grabbed onto his waist.
He nodded, and I started thrusting. Hard.
Eli’s groans were loud as I fucked into him.
When I changed the angle of my hips slightly, his back arched off the bed, and he whimpered deliciously.
Using my clean hand, I grabbed the base of his cock and squeezed hard, earning another whimper.
I loosened my hold and focused my attention on the black barbell, moving it from side to side, using his pre-cum to keep him slick as I kept fucking into him.
“I’m gonna come,” he said desperately.
“I want you to come inside me,” I said, just as desperately. He batted my hand away and gripped the base of his cock.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“Yes, I’m sure.”
He slowly released his cock and nodded. I pulled out of him and removed the toy from myself before holding his shaft, my thumb teasing his piercing once more, and guiding him into me.
I had felt full with the toy inside me, but it was nothing compared to Eli. He was thick and long. He filled me perfectly. When I was flush against him, I reached behind me to play with his balls. That was all it took.
Eli came again, hard. His hands grabbed at my thighs as he tried to ground himself while pleasure overtook his body. He kept mumbling variations of my name, a bit like a prayer. I stayed seated on him, playing with his balls, until it felt like every last drop had been milked from him.
“When you get off, I am going to need you to come up here and let me clean you up.” Eli’s voice was low. Almost dangerous. My pussy clenched around him. It made him gasp and shudder under me.
I lifted off Eli slowly, letting his still hard cock slap back against his stomach, and as requested, shuffled up the bed until my cunt was in line with his face.
He grabbed both my thighs and eased me down against his mouth.
And he cleaned me up.