Chapter 6 #2
Keir kisses his way up my body, getting to his feet. I turn my flushed face up to him, offering him my mouth.
He takes it greedily. He tastes deep and earthy and slightly acidic… I try to pinpoint what I’m sensing.
I realize with a start that I’m tasting my own unique flavor. Naughty heat flares in my cheeks.
I have a flavor of my very own. Who knew?
His hands are everywhere, sliding from my shoulders down to grab my ass, then back up to my breasts. Although I just orgasmed, already I can feel my body preparing for more.
I still want him very, very badly.
In the next second, Keir buries his face in the space between my breasts.
“Fuck,” he mutters again, looking at my breasts. My hard nipples point out, demanding attention. My whole body tingles in anticipation of his mouth on my skin.
He puts his hands on my breasts, pushing them together, licking and kissing them both. My back bows, thrusting my nipples out and pushing my head back. I feel that familiar connection in my body, between my neck and my breasts, my nipples and my pussy.
I’m used to this. I know where this leads.
I roll my hips against his, my mouth opening to release a soft moan.
“God, you are so lovely,” he whispers. He says it like a curse, but I take it as the compliment it is.
I push eagerly onward, rolling my hips again.
Keir has whatever I lack. He’s going to fill a place deep inside of me that I never even knew was there.
He groans, looking at me. “It’s not enough, sweetheart. I like seeing you like this. Naked, wet, and ready for me.”
His gaze is direct and scorching. He is a ravenous fire, threatening to burn me alive. And I am kindling, stacked and ready, welcoming his spark to my dry tinder. We are so very close to combusting.
“I’m ready. I want you, Keir.”
Taking the initiative, I pull up his shirt, exposing his abs and then his chest. He stops and tears his shirt over his head, pressing his kiss down on me like he’s drowning and I’m the only oxygen in the world.
I work at the zipper on his pants, undoing it and then sliding my hands around to his ass. I slip my hands down the strong muscles I find there, pulling him against my body again.
I cling to his shoulders with one arm, smoothing my fingers down his back to his bare ass. Now I’ve lost some of my shyness, exploring the shape of his ass boldly. It’s dense muscle, lean and smooth just like every other place on his body that I’ve touched.
Keir moves back an inch, pushing his pants down to reveal his cock. Thick and long and nothing short of glorious, his cock jumps at my touch. Curious, I feel the weight of it in my palm.
He bites his lower lip and allows my inquisitive touch for a moment. When I curl my fingers around his cock and give it an experimental stroke, though, he hisses.
“Ella—”
I freeze, my eyes widening, my fingers on his silky smooth cock. “Did I do something wrong?”
He shakes his head and grabs my hand, holding my fingers more tightly around his cock. “You don’t have to be so gentle, sweetheart. I can take it.”
Wrinkling my nose, I eye him. “Oh yeah?”
His lips twitch. Before he can respond, I sink onto my knees. He rubs his thumb across my lips and utters a curse.
“Fuck, Ella. You look so damn good just like that, on your knees, ready to suck my cock.”
Sticking my tongue out, I lean closer to his cock, brushing my hair back with a hand. Keir notices and pulls my hair out of my face. I look at his cock, perfectly pink and veiny, a little droplet of excitement oozing from the slit.
I catch the drop with my tongue before it falls to the ground. The second I open my mouth and stick out my tongue, his gaze is riveted on the sight of me kissing the tip of his cock.
He groans. “Oh, fuck…”
I take the tip of his cock into my mouth, moaning at how hot his dick is. It tastes earthy and male as I brace my fingers around it, slowly taking his length in slow inches. I can’t actually take his whole cock in my mouth just because of the sheer size of it.
I moan, stroking his cock, and look up at his face.
“That’s good. Faster, sweetheart.” Keir gives his hips a single pump, touching the back of my head to encourage me.
Giving him my full attention, I start to stroke his cock faster, moving my head up and down. I try to use my tongue as much as possible because I notice when I do, Keir’s body language tightens up and he grips my head a little harder.
“I’m holding myself back,” he hisses. “Tell me I can fuck your mouth, Ella.”
I nod, my mouth full of his cock. As soon as I do, he grips my head and starts to thrust in and out of my mouth, jackhammering his cock through my lips. He changes the angle so that he can go slightly deeper and his face grows tense with concentration.
I reach up and cup his balls, caressing them gently. He growls and pounds into my throat, making a slobbery mess everywhere. But he doesn’t seem to notice and I am certainly not going to stop him.
A few seconds later, he calls out a warning. “Fuck, Ella. I’m going to come. You’re draining my balls dry…”
He comes with a shout, hammering his cock into my mouth, jetting his hot semen in lashes. It’s salty and earthy, so sticky that I just automatically swallow it.
I keep sucking his dick until he pulls me away, his breathing ragged. He lifts me up to my feet and pulls me onto his lap, kissing me deeply. It’s definitely the first time a guy has been willing to kiss me when I still taste like his cum.
I’m oddly turned on by that.
“Fuck, Ella,” he says. He kisses my lips, my ears, my neck. “You swallowed like a champion.”
I blush furiously. “I liked being a vessel for your pleasure.”
Keir pushes me back onto the bed with a less than gentle shove. My heart starts hammering inside my chest.
This is it. I’m finally going to lose my v-card.
I’m more than ready for it.
Keir starts kissing my nipples, my torso, my stomach. Then he surprises me by spreading my pussy with his fingers, kissing down to my pussy again. He looks up.
“Are you ready to come against my mouth again?”
I raise my eyebrows. “Are… we… going to actually…”
He kisses my inner thigh. “Tonight, I want to make you come over and over again, just like this. I’m going to make you scream until you’re hoarse, sweetheart.”
“Oh.” I blush, not quite understanding my disappointment. But then Keir places a kiss on my clit and swirls his tongue around it. Then all my thoughts rush out of my head. I run my hands through his hair and buck my hips, throwing my head back.