Chapter 22 ZODIAC
ZODIAC
There was no sexier sight than Elle stretched out on my bed, wearing a simple white bra and her chicken boxers. I tugged down her bra and freed her perfect tits. Elle opened her mouth to complain. As she prepared to shut down our fun, I devised how to get her naked.
Suddenly, all resistance left Elle’s gaze. Her gray eyes filled with a soft affection. No one had ever looked at me the way she did right now. A tender smile warmed her face. Rather than pushing me away, her hands on my shoulders slid along my throat and up to my jaw.
“You are so handsome,” Elle murmured and lifted her lips to find mine.
Just like that, the chase was over. Elle’s body became soft and submissive.
For a moment, I froze and nearly shut down what was happening. I hated commitment. Even trusting my club brothers could be a struggle at times.
I nearly ran out of the room to protect myself from this demon woman’s bizarre power over me. Before I could act like a little bitch, Elle’s heels dug into my ass and trapped me against her.
“Zodiac,” she cooed. “I promise I won’t make fun of you if you’re unable to make me come while I’m sober.”
Chuckling at how she couldn’t turn off her feisty mouth, I lost any interest in running. I planned to make this woman worship me.
Elle moaned when my lips covered hers. My thumbs teased her rosy, red nipples, winning a louder groan of approval.
This time, when I tried to unsnap her bra, she obediently rolled to her side to make it easier. A compliant Elle felt like a lie, as if she was setting me up to fail.
Resting on her back, she reached for my jeans. I gave her what she wanted and dragged down my jeans and boxers.
“Holy moly,” she said while eyeing my cock. “No wonder you’re arrogant.”
“Now you,” I said and reached for her chicken boxers. “I want to see your wet pussy.”
“I don’t know about wet, but have at it,” Elle said and lifted her ass to allow me to slide off her boxers. “You have to do more than a little kissy-kissy to get my lower lips wild and wet.”
“Good. I want to work for your worship.”
A smiling Elle reached for my jaw. Her nails gently scratched at my chin. I kissed her lips hard while pressing her arms over her head.
Elle’s tits jutted upward, waiting for my attention. I licked at her right nipple. Elle sighed and squirmed, but she kept her arms up like I demanded.
My hands wrapped around her round tits as my thumbs flicked at her nipples. Licking my lips, I couldn’t control my need to taste every inch of this woman.
Drawing her nipple into my mouth, I sucked hungrily. Her flesh hardened into a tight pebble when my tongue flicked it. I did the same to her left nipple. Elle made a delicious little moan when my teeth nipped at her flesh.
Her eyes fluttered and closed as I kissed down her belly. Resting my cheek against her belly, I swore I could feel my son. As much as I never wanted a kid, this boy was already the most important thing in my life.
I nuzzled Elle’s stomach and inhaled deeply. Elle’s fresh scent intoxicated me. The woman’s every breath excited me. My dick throbbed against her leg, wanting quick relief.
Instead of fast pleasure, I dropped between her thighs and blew on her hot flesh. Elle whimpered at the feel of me spreading her folds. Her hands gripped the blanket when I kissed her clit.
“Zodiac,” she moaned deep in her chest.
My tongue dipped between her folds and tasted the heat of the only woman I’d ever truly wanted. Lapping up her juices, I felt like a wild man. I couldn’t get enough. The louder Elle moaned my name, the deeper my tongue fucked her.
I was unrelenting, driving Elle crazy. My dick felt like it might explode before she did. It would be so easy to fill her body and bring us both pleasure.
But I didn’t trust easily. Anything good I’d ever gained in life was through suffering and danger. No way was I rushing Elle’s first sober orgasm.
Reaching her peak of pleasure, Elle moaned my name like she was crying out for help. I refused to relent. I wanted Elle to remember this moment for the rest of her life.
Her orgasm left her flushed and panting. I teased her clit as she came down from her wild high. Everything about her was perfect, especially the way her half-open eyes locked on me. I instantly knew she was about to say something smartass.
“There’s no denying you’re as talented as my vibrator. I’d applaud, but you’ve worn me out.”
Despite her casual tone, Elle looked overwhelmed. She sat up and reached for me.
“You need to come now,” she whispered against my ear as her fingers stroked my cock. “I don’t want to be the only one making weird noises.”
“You could suck me off.”
“No way, dude. Oral’s gross. Just stick your giant dick in my pussy and let’s do this thing,” she said and sucked on my earlobe. Relaxing back on the bed, she wiggled her hips and smiled. “The good news is you don’t have to worry about knocking me up.”
When I frowned at her, Elle lifted her legs straight in the air and parted them. Her wet pussy begged to be fucked.
I gripped my hard cock and leaned over Elle. “You’ll suck my cock one day, even if I have to pay you to do it.”
“Yes,” she murmured as I caressed my erection against her slick pussy. “But today isn’t that day.”
“Fair enough,” I said, kissing her hard before nipping at her bottom lip.
My cock filled Elle with one hard thrust. She inhaled sharply and nearly shoved me off her. Just as quickly, her overheated pussy clenched my dick while her strong legs wrapped around my hips.
Elle smiled softly. “No other man will ever see me horny while sober.”
Grinning, I cupped her tits and pinched her nipples at the rhythm of my thrusts. Elle’s expression hid nothing. She had never felt this good before.
As I filled her, taking more and more until she had nothing else to give, I knew Elle was mine. This thought sparked a great sense of pride in me, while I couldn’t help but pity Elle. She really had no idea what she’d gotten herself into by coming here today.